Special Forces: At the beginning, An Ran pulled him to get his certificate.

Chapter 1265: Oriental Express's Mission, 1 Shot to the Soul

"Chen Jun, I just received news that the United States has learned that the two commandos were wiped out by you." On the other end of the phone, Ye Lao's voice came through the rustling sound of electricity, with a hint of seriousness and anxiety, "So, they are urgently organizing more people to come for revenge. At the latest, they will airdrop to your location before dark tomorrow. What are your plans now?"

"On the surface, you definitely can't beat them. The gap in strength is too big, and you bring too few people." Elder Ye added, his tone full of worry.

"If we can't do it openly, then do it secretly..." Chen Feng had just blown up the arsenal of an Asan company and was now in the jungle. The team members around him were still immersed in the "fireworks romance" brought by the explosion during a short rest. After receiving the call from Mr. Ye, Chen Feng's eyes instantly became sharp. He frowned slightly and quickly thought of a countermeasure in his mind.

"Don't be careless. At present, our country does not want to get involved in a large-scale war with the United States." Elder Ye's tone was cautious. "Conflicts can only occur on a small scale. Everyone knows this situation. But it is obvious that the United States has been angered this time and is ready to retaliate at all costs."

"Oh..." In the jungle, Chen Feng was covered in mixed blood and had not been off the front line for three days. His voice was a little tired but revealed an unquestionable domineering attitude, "Aren't they here to support the Asan? So, before they come, find a way to make these Asan surrender, so that they will lose the object of support."

"What..." Mr. Ye was stunned for a moment. He could feel the domineering tone in Chen Feng's voice. He was really curious and couldn't help asking, "What are you going to do, kid? Can you really make Ah San surrender? If you can do it, I will really admire you."

"Submit me? I still have to call you Chief. Just give me credit." Chen Feng grinned slightly, and that smile looked particularly firm on his face covered in gunpowder. "Chief, I'm ready to implement the second plan. If everything goes well, before those soldiers from the United States arrive, Ah San will have to kneel down obediently."

"Tell me about your plan. I want to hear it." There was a hint of doubt in Mr. Ye's voice. He really couldn't imagine what method Chen Jun would use to make Asan surrender.

"Commander, Dongfeng Express has accomplished its mission. It's time to put it to use." Chen Feng's voice was steady and powerful, and every word exuded confidence.

"What... Is this your plan?" Ye Lao from the military was completely confused. In his expectation, Chen Jun might intend to use his super personal ability to forcefully carry out a decapitation operation, or even boldly break into the Presidential Palace of Ah San and kidnap a key figure. But he never expected that Chen Jun actually proposed to use Dongfeng Express.

Mr. Ye was silent for a moment, and his tone became more serious: "Dongfeng Express is a strategic-level weapon. Once used in conflicts between countries, it represents the clear attitude of our Yan country, which is inconsistent with our current national policy. If a large-scale war is triggered by this, you and I cannot bear this responsibility."

"Don't worry, Commander." Chen Feng said confidently, "I have found a precise target. I will never expand the scope of the attack, let alone trigger a large-scale war. I will only use it to deter the other party and let them guess the consequences themselves."

"This..." Although Ye Lao still had doubts in his heart, he had absolutely no doubt about the ability of Chen Jun, a "ghost" warrior. After all, Chen Jun had repeatedly created miracles and performed extremely well in various difficult tasks.

"Okay, I'll contact their top management. Dongfeng Express also has corresponding reserves and will return the supplies afterwards. However, you must complete the mission in one go and never expand the scale of the war." Mr. Ye finally chose to trust Chen Jun.

"One shot hits the target, that's enough." Chen Jun responded firmly.

"That's good. I'll hang up first." After saying this, Mr. Ye ended the call.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jun immediately summoned He Chenguang and others to take action. This time he decided to use Dongfeng Express, on the one hand, to end the war before the American army arrived; on the other hand, he had already determined a very deterrent target.

This bombing target was similar to the largest border arsenal in India that he had blown up before. It was an arsenal transfer station responsible for delivering various supplies. However, the specific location had not yet been completely locked. Chen Jun knew that as long as the location was accurately locked and the attack was successful, given the nature of the Indian army, once the supply of logistical materials was cut off and they had no food to eat, they would definitely stop the war immediately.

At this moment, the convoy was like a group of ghosts hiding in the darkness, roaring towards the target on the rugged mountain road. The vehicles shuttled through the jungle, the sound of the engine was slightly covered by the dense branches and leaves, and only the occasional flashing lights drew short rays of light in the darkness.

He Chenguang sat in the passenger seat, looking at Chen Jun who was concentrating on driving, and couldn't help asking: "Boss, are you sure this Dongfeng Express can work? What if Ah San doesn't buy it?"

Chen Jun smiled slightly and looked ahead firmly: "They will buy it. The Ah San will buy it. As long as they feel threatened enough, they will run faster than anyone else."

At the same time, the top leaders of India, who were anxiously waiting for support, did not relax at all. They quickly adjusted their deployment and urgently dispatched three mountain divisions to try to cope with the strong pressure from Chen's army.

During this period, the "ghost" warriors led by Chen Jun, who were hiding in the darkness, harassed them so much that they completely disrupted Ah San's original battle plan. They originally planned to use blitzkrieg to quickly break through the opponent's defense line, but now this plan has completely failed.

"If a small-scale blitzkrieg doesn't work, let's do something big." The Indian commanders thought to themselves, "Relying on strong military forces and powerful artillery firepower to directly destroy the enemy's positions." In terms of weapons and equipment, they seemed very confident. After all, they were equipped with sophisticated artillery imported from Russia or the United States. Compared with the weapons on the Pakistani side, they are simply incomparable and are not on the same level at all.

In Asan's command camp, the atmosphere was tense and busy. Soldiers came and went, passing on various orders and intelligence. The commander sat in the tent, looking at the map with a frown on his face.

"Commander, the 100,000 mountain divisions have been assembled and are waiting for your order. They will then cooperate with the air force to carry out bombing." An adjutant hurried over to report, with a hint of nervousness on his face.

"Order the frontline troops to move forward immediately!" The commander's face was gloomy, and he ordered loudly, "Tell them that if they find Yan Country's special forces, they must be eliminated immediately, and not a single one can be left alive!"

After the orders were quickly passed down, the commander finally breathed a sigh of relief, slowly sat down in the camp, picked up a cup of tea, and tried to relax his tense nerves. However, his heart could not really calm down, and he was always worried about the next move of Chen Jun and his men.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, there was a loud "boom", as if the whole world was shaking, the ground was shaking, and the strong shock wave of the explosion was like a ferocious beast, instantly turning the command post into a shaking "pirate ship". The fragile glass was directly shattered under this powerful force, and the sharp explosion sound was like a sharp blade, piercing everyone's eardrums. The commander, who was resting with his eyes closed, was frightened by the sudden loud noise and his face turned pale. He rolled and crawled on the ground, terrified, and had no idea what was going on.

At this location, Pakistan could not launch such a powerful attack according to common sense, unless it used missiles. But where did the missiles come from?

"General, this is bad!" A soldier ran in panic and reported, "Laobasi used missiles, and they were strategic-level missiles! They almost blew up our arsenal..."

"What, a nuclear bomb..." The commander's eyes widened in horror, and he couldn't even speak clearly. He hurriedly walked out of the command post with a staggering "Z" shaped step. Sure enough, a huge mushroom cloud rose in the sky in the distance. The terrifying scene scared the general surnamed Gao out of his wits. He secretly felt lucky that if the missile had landed a little more off and more accurately, he would have been vaporized directly. In such a state of extreme fear, he had no time to care about the attack.

"Retreat, retreat quickly! Lao Ba has a nuclear bomb here!" The commander shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice full of fear.

"General, are we... not going to attack anymore?" an adjutant asked cautiously, his eyes full of confusion.

"They all have nuclear bombs, and they are still attacking us recklessly. This is not a battlefield we can handle!" The commander had completely lost his fighting spirit at this moment, "Retreat immediately, move quickly... Let those powerful countries clean up the situation..."

On the top of a mountain three kilometers away, Chen Jun and others were quietly bathing in the mountain breeze, standing silently under the reflection of the huge mushroom cloud. They were quietly appreciating the shocking power of the "Dongfeng Express Mission Must Be Accomplished", which was a mysterious strategic weapon from Yan Country. Of course, although Dongfeng Express was not a nuclear bomb, its strategic level was unquestionable, otherwise, the Ah San side would not be so panicked. In terms of its power, destroying a small town is no problem at all.

Looking down from a high point, one can clearly see that after the mushroom cloud gradually dissipated, on the road two kilometers away, Asan's mountain troops were retreating in a panic in the rolling dust. The soldiers threw away their armor and helmets, and the military vehicles were packed full. There were even six or seven soldiers stacked on a motorcycle. The whole scene was in chaos, with no discipline or order at all, like an out-of-control vegetable market. Everyone was desperately trying to escape. In their minds, since Yan Country had already launched a strategic missile, it was very likely that a group of missiles would follow soon. If they didn't escape now, when would they?

It has to be said that the Indian army is more arrogant and domineering than anyone else when the opponent does not fight back; but once the opponent shows its strong side, they often run faster than anyone else and look extremely embarrassed.

To be honest, Chen Jun was deeply shocked by the scene before his eyes. He never expected that a missile could trigger such a strong "butterfly effect", just like dropping a huge rock into a calm lake, instantly causing huge waves.

"Notify everyone and have Lao Ba's men launch a counterattack immediately. This is the best time." Chen Jun said with a firm gaze, a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Boss, what about us? Should we give the downed dog a beating?" Xiaozhuang asked excitedly in the breeze mixed with gunpowder smoke, with a hint of anticipation on his face.

Chen Jun shook his head slightly and said calmly: "Heroes are nameless, it's time for us to retreat."

"Ah?" Xiao Zhuang was surprised, his eyes widened, "A large number of masters from the Beautiful Country are coming soon, shouldn't we meet them for a while?"

"How about I keep you here and compete with them?" Chen Jun said half-jokingly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Forget it." Xiao Zhuang waved his hands hastily, a trace of embarrassment on his face, "Leave them here to clean up. The Ah San have already retreated, and there is really no need for us to confront the people of the United States head-on. It's not that I'm afraid of them, but I just think it's unnecessary, and now is not the right time."

"Siberian wolf, you are just afraid, hahaha..." The team members next to him couldn't help but joked, and their laughter echoed in the mountains and forests.

"Get lost... Would I be afraid of strong winds and waves?" Xiaozhuang scolded with a smile. Although he spoke toughly, he couldn't help but smile on his face.

Everyone was in a relaxed mood, chatting with each other for a few words. Afterwards, they began to retreat quietly, just as they had come, leaving the battlefield, which was gradually returning to calm, to Pakistan to deal with.

It is true as Xiaozhuang said, there is nothing to fight now. As the Indians are afraid of being hit by strategic missiles again, they are running away faster than rabbits. If the United States enters the battlefield at this time, it is really meaningless. After all, the "main force" Indians have run away, what are you coming to support? Do you want to fight directly with Pakistan? The United States will not do such a thing that is not beneficial to its own interests. In essence, this war is that Yan State has taken back some gray areas, and Indians, who have lost a large number of territories, want to expand their territory on the Pakistani side.

Now, after testing Yan Country’s tough attitude, they dare not continue to take risks and gamble, at least, not now.

After Chen Jun and others returned as heroes, Li Erniu and others had not even used half of their honeymoon leave.

……

At the military headquarters, Chen Jun was about to push the door and get out of the car, but he missed it and the door was opened by someone first.

The one who opened the door for him was Mr. Ye, the three-star boss. He looked at him with a smile and said, "I'm impressed by you. From now on, when you come to the military headquarters, you don't have to open the door yourself. I'll open it for you."

The value of this sentence shocked Chen Jun.