Don’t Pretend, I’m Actually Taking Special Forces

"Two enemies are approaching from the right." Zhang Chu gestured.

The team leader nodded and whispered: "Prepare for an ambush. Zhang Chu, you cover, don't expose your position."

In the past, Zhang Chu might have been reluctant to rush out first, but this time, he followed orders completely, stayed steadily behind the bunker, and provided precise fire suppression. His performance made the entire team's mission go exceptionally smoothly, and they finally successfully "annihilated" the enemy squad.

After the training, teammates gave thumbs up: "Zhang Chu, you did a great job this time! Without your observation and cover this time, we would have been discovered long ago."

Zhang Chu just smiled faintly and nodded: "It's the credit of the team, I just did what I should do."

Qin Yuan, who was not far away, saw all this and nodded secretly in his heart. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, but he still said nothing, just turned and left.

At dinner, Zhang Chu sat at the dining table, listening to the praise of his teammates, but his heart was exceptionally calm. He finally understood that military training is not to prove the strength of an individual, but for the victory of the team. He began to truly understand the meaning behind Qin Yuan's cold words.

After dinner, he walked to the playground and sat alone in a quiet corner, looking at the sparse stars in the sky. He recalled the training during this period. From the initial impatience and dissatisfaction to the current calmness and concentration, he felt that he was really changing.

"Instructor, I finally understand..." Zhang Chu murmured in a low voice, "I will continue to work hard, not to prove myself, but to become a real soldier."

The next morning, when all the recruits gathered at the training ground again, Qin Yuan stood in front of the team, his eyes swept over everyone, and finally fell on Zhang Chu.

"Today's training is still full-load intensity. Zhang Chu, I hope you can continue to maintain your performance." Qin Yuan's voice was cold, but there was a hint of imperceptible expectation in his tone.

Zhang Chu stood straight, his eyes firm: "Yes, instructor! I won't let you down!"

As the training whistle sounded, Zhang Chu and the team rushed into the training ground together.

Zhang Chu began to change.

At first, he just regarded these changes as his training strategy, but as time went on, he found that he was no longer isolated from the team as before, but gradually integrated into the group. In the past, Zhang Chu always treated everyone with an attitude of "I am the best". He always felt that he didn't need to rely on anyone or need others' recognition. But now, he began to understand that the team is the real strength of a soldier.

After the obstacle training of the day, Zhang Chu dragged his tired body to the faucet. From a distance, he saw Yue Ming carrying a sandbag, and he shouted to him as he walked: "Zhang Chu, come and help! This thing is too heavy, carry it for me for a while!"

In the past, Zhang Chu might have replied coldly: "Solve it yourself." But today, he just shook his head and smiled: "You guy, you were lazy during training, and now you want me to save the situation?"

Yue Ming rolled his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense, come here quickly!"

Zhang Chu walked over, picked up Yue Ming's sandbag, and threw it on the ground: "With your physical strength, you are embarrassed to ask me for help? Next time you run with weights, don't brag."

Yue Ming laughed and patted Zhang Chu on the shoulder: "Okay, okay, you know how to joke now? You are worthy of being the 'training maniac' of our team, and you have even learned the skills of talking."

Duan Jinglin next to him also walked over and said with a smile: "Yue Ming, you have to be careful, Zhang Chu is starting to integrate into the team. If this goes on, he will even grab your chicken legs."

Hearing this, several people laughed at the same time

Zhang Chu sat by the faucet, took a handful of cold water and splashed it on his face, then looked up at his teammates. He suddenly felt that such laughter was more real and warm than any sense of accomplishment after training hard alone.

"This is the meaning of the team..." Zhang Chu thought silently in his heart.

After dinner, the recruits gathered in the dormitory to chat, and the atmosphere was relaxed and happy.

"Zhang Chu, were you really a special forces soldier before?" A recruit asked curiously.

Zhang Chu was sitting on the bed wiping his boots. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled: "I guess so, but I was kicked out later."

"Why?" The man continued to ask.

"Because I am stubborn and didn't learn to listen to orders." Zhang Chu answered calmly, without the anger and unwillingness of the past, but with a hint of self-mockery.

There was a moment of silence in the dormitory, and then Yue Ming broke the silence with a big laugh: "So you know you are wrong now? I didn't expect that you, Zhang Chu, would have a day to reflect!"

Zhang Chu glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth rose: "Come on, Yue Ming, don't treat you as the big brother in the team. I remember who saved you last time you got lost."

Duan Jinglin immediately interrupted when he heard it: "Speaking of getting lost, I have to mention that Yue Ming fell into the mud pit and was pulled out by Zhang Chu. He was really embarrassed. And his face was full of mud-"

"Alright, alright! Duan Jinglin, if you mention it again, I will get angry!" Yue Ming shouted with a smile, causing the whole dormitory to burst into laughter.

Zhang Chu smiled and watched this scene, and suddenly felt very at ease. He used to think that as long as he was strong enough, he could face everything alone, but now, he realized that true strength is not a person fighting alone, but a team's tacit cooperation.

This change was more obvious in the tactical confrontation training the next day.

On the training ground, Zhang Chu's team received the task of crossing the "enemy" area and completing the information transmission. He was assigned as the assaulter of the group. In the past, he was always the first to rush out and wanted to complete the task by his own strength, but this time, he completely obeyed the command of the captain Duan Jinglin.

"Zhang Chu, lurk in the bushes on the right and observe the enemy patrol route." Duan Jinglin gestured.

Zhang Chu nodded, crawled forward quickly, and hid in the bushes. He observed patiently, and after a few minutes, he found the pattern of the enemy patrol team. He used gestures to convey information to his teammates, and Duan Jinglin immediately arranged for Yue Ming to lead the team to bypass the patrol area, while Zhang Chu was responsible for covering the rear.

When the enemy suddenly found something strange, Zhang Chu fired accurately, attracted the enemy's attention, and won precious evacuation time for the team. In the end, the whole team successfully completed the task, and the instructor announced that they had achieved the best results in this training.

Duan Jinglin rushed over excitedly and patted Zhang Chu on the shoulder: "You did a great job this time, especially when you were the last one, you bought us some time!"

Yue Ming also came over and said with a smile: "Zhang Chu, you finally know what cooperation is, right? If you keep improving like this, I'm afraid you'll take my position as captain."

Zhang Chu smiled slightly, his tone calm but firm: "Now I won't let my team fall behind."

Qin Yuan, standing in the distance, watched all this silently, with a hint of relief in his eyes. He knew that Zhang Chu had transformed from the arrogant "problem soldier" into a real team member.

On a sunny afternoon, the playground of the recruit company was still a scene of intense training. Zhang Chu had just finished a high-intensity physical training and was sitting in the rest area gasping for breath. His wet clothes stuck to his skin, looking a little embarrassed.

"Zhang Chu, there's your package." A sergeant came over and handed him a slightly worn brown package.

"Package?" Zhang Chu took it doubtfully, looked down at the sender's information, and frowned slightly. The sender's name was one he had never heard of, but the mailing address was from his hometown. This made his heart suddenly surge with complex emotions.

"Who would send me something?" Zhang Chu whispered to himself. His parents were no longer alive, and there were no relatives at home. This package came inexplicably.

With doubts, Zhang Chu walked to a quiet corner and carefully unpacked the package. There were not many things inside, only a shabby military green box and a letter.

His eyes were attracted by the small box. He gently opened the box and found a military medal and an old photo that had long been yellowed.

The man in the photo was wearing a military uniform, with a resolute and warm smile on his face, and his eyes were firm and warm-his father, Zhang Guoqiang.

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Zhang Chu's breathing stopped instantly, his fingertips gently stroked the edge of the photo, and his eyes became particularly complicated. He lost his father when he was young, and his impression of his father was almost entirely pieced together from his mother's words, and this photo was obviously what his father looked like when he was young.

His hands trembled slightly, and he put the photo down and picked up the letter.

Although the letter paper was a little yellow, the handwriting was still clear and powerful, with the strength of a soldier. When Zhang Chu saw the beginning of "Chu'er's personal letter", his eyes instantly turned red.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, opened the letter, and began to read.

"Chu'er:

When you read this letter, I may not be by your side. First of all, I want to tell you that I am proud of you. Although you are still young, I can already see the stubbornness and persistence in your bones, which is the most precious quality of our Zhang family.

As your father, my only regret is that I can't accompany you to grow up and can't see you become a man who stands tall and proud. Maybe you will hate me, hate that I dedicated my life to the army and the country, and ignored you and your mother. But I hope you can understand that I am not a man who doesn't love my family, but a person who understands responsibility. My duty is to protect the country and prevent more families from losing children like you."

Reading this, Zhang Chu's throat was choked. His eyes blurred, but he gritted his teeth and tried to keep reading.

On a sunny afternoon, the playground of the recruit company was still a scene of intense training. Zhang Chu had just finished a high-intensity physical training and was sitting in the rest area, panting heavily. His wet clothes stuck to his skin, looking a little embarrassed.

"Zhang Chu, there is your package." A sergeant came over and handed him a slightly worn brown package.

"Package?" Zhang Chu took it doubtfully, looked down at the sender information on it, and frowned slightly. The sender's name was one he had never heard of, but the mailing address was from his hometown. This made his heart suddenly surge with complex emotions.

"Who would send something to me?" Zhang Chu whispered to himself. His parents were no longer alive, and there were no relatives at home. This package came inexplicably.

With doubts, Zhang Chu walked to a quiet corner and carefully unpacked the package. There was not much inside, only a worn-out military green box and a letter.

His eyes were attracted by the small box. He gently opened the box and found a military medal and an old photo that had long turned yellow.

The man in the photo was wearing a military uniform, with a resolute and warm smile on his face, and his eyes were firm and tender—it was his father, Zhang Guoqiang.

Zhang Chu's breathing stopped instantly, his fingertips gently stroked the edge of the photo, and his eyes became particularly complicated. He lost his father when he was young, and his impression of his father was almost entirely pieced together from his mother's words, and this photo was obviously what his father looked like when he was young.

His hands trembled slightly, put the photo down, and picked up the letter.

Although the letter paper was a little yellowed, the handwriting was still clear and powerful, with the strength of a soldier. When he saw the beginning of "Chu'er's personal letter", Zhang Chu's eyes instantly turned red.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, opened the letter, and began to read.

"Chu'er:

When you read this letter, I may not be by your side. First of all, I want to tell you that I am proud of you. Although you are still young, I can already see the stubbornness and persistence in your bones, which are the most precious qualities of our Zhang family.

As your father, my only regret is that I can't accompany you to grow up, and can't see you become a man who stands tall and proud. Maybe you will hate me, hate that I dedicated my life to the army and the country, and ignored you and your mother. But I hope you can understand that I am not a man who doesn't love my family, but a person who understands responsibility. My duty is to protect the country and prevent more families from losing children like you."

Reading this, Zhang Chu's throat was choked. His eyes blurred, but he gritted his teeth and tried to keep reading.

"Chu'er, I don't know if you will choose to become a soldier like me in the future, but if you really choose this path, I hope you understand that the word soldier does not represent honor, but responsibility and sacrifice. There are no individual heroes on the battlefield, only teams and trust. Remember, true strength is not faster and stronger than others, but to be able to protect your comrades at critical moments and complete your mission.

If one day, you also put on this military uniform, please remember not to forget your original intention in order to prove yourself. All your efforts are not for others to see how good you are, but to keep those who depend on you alive.

Finally, I hope you will always remember that no matter where you are, no matter what you do, I will be proud of you. Chu'er, take every step well and become a man who makes yourself proud."

Love your father

Zhang Guoqiang" (End of this chapter)