The Supreme Beauty Fell in Love with Me

"Yes, he has changed." Stephen nodded eagerly, then said, "Completely changed."

"He has become more mature." Jackson said.

"Mhm." Stephen nodded eagerly, adding, "And it seems that his strength has also become greater."

"Even I find him a bit unpredictable." Jackson laughed and said, "Have Everson investigate where Lin Chuan has been this past year, what he's done, and why he has changed so much since he came back."

"Alright!" Stephen agreed.

After dinner at the United States military cafeteria, Jackson invited Lin Chuan to have some fun at the bar, but Lin Chuan declined.

"Jackson, please provide me with some information." Lin Chuan said earnestly.

"I understand." Jackson nodded, "You need some intelligence."

Lin Chuan shrugged his shoulders, indicating his agreement.

Very soon, Jackson immediately retrieved some information and handed it over to Lin Chuan.

"The Blue Enchantress was kidnapped this time by the radical faction of Al-Qaeda." Jackson smiled and said, "They are hiding near the Baghlan region. They frequently move through the mountainous areas. However, this time we have pinpointed their hideout, which is right here!"

Jackson pointed to a mountain on the sand table.

"Yibu'er Mountain?" Lin Chuan was startled.

"Yes!" Jackson immediately nodded, saying, "That's the place, Yibu'er Mountain. Dense forests and lush vegetation, a completely different world from here. They have abundant water resources and the topography is complex. It would be difficult to approach without someone who knows the way."

"Give me the information on Yibu'er Mountain." Lin Chuan said urgently.

"Right away!" Jackson quickly pulled out the information on Yibu'er Mountain.

Lin Chuan studied it seriously.

Yibu'er Mountain is one of the greener mountains in Afghanistan. However, due to the dense vegetation, it's very difficult to find the Al-Qaeda members hiding there, even satellite imaging scarcely captures their traces.

After studying the information on Yibu'er Mountain for nearly an hour, Lin Chuan immediately planned out a rough route.

"Got it." Lin Chuan slapped the table.

"Got what?" Jackson asked.

"I need a 9mm caliber pistol and a Barrett semi-automatic rifle," Lin Chuan smiled and said, "Additionally, for the gear... can you help me prepare a set?"

"You plan to act alone?" Jackson asked anxiously, "Do you need our fire support?"

"No need!" Lin Chuan shook his head without hesitation, saying, "More people would alert the enemy, it's more convenient for me to act alone. I can infiltrate the Al-Qaeda base at any time and rescue the hostages while they are unprepared."

Jackson thought for a moment and felt that made sense.

"Done!" Jackson nodded, saying, "Whatever weapons and gear you want, we've got it. As old friends, I can help you with this."

In fact, when Lin Chuan came, he never intended to ask for their help, as he had his own people in Kabul. However, he preferred not to expose them if it wasn't necessary; after all, their presence was also risky. If exposed, it would not only alert Al-Qaeda but also the multinational forces who would surely try to eliminate them.

With Jackson's help, Lin Chuan obtained his equipment, all of which were unnumbered and unmarked.

Lin Chuan quickly armed himself with all the gear.

The equipment was, in fact, all German—not American. Americans would definitely not give their weapons to Lin Chuan which involved various factors. Lin Chuan didn't mind, just as he wouldn't hand over top-tier domestic weapons to the Americans. It was the same principle.

"I'll send someone with you," Jackson smiled and said.

"Thank you!" Lin Chuan nodded.

It was several hundred kilometers from this place to Yibu'er Mountain, and getting there would be rather difficult without someone to take him.

The old General didn't provide any assistance to Lin Chuan. On the contrary, his only service was to send Lin Chuan to his destination. In the General's words, a true king of soldiers should go into battle unarmed. Only those who achieve victory under such conditions are the most formidable soldiers.

If there are no weapons, snatch them from the enemy's hands; without intelligence, wring it from the enemy's mouth.

This is Old General's way of training troops.

Of course, Lin Chuan is also such a warrior. Roaming the battlefields, he never carries weapons with him; all his arms are either seized from the enemy or acquired from allies. After all, bringing weapons out of the country draws significant attention.

Soon, an armed helicopter with night patrol capabilities swiftly took off from the apron.

Lin Chuan sat inside the cabin, the roaring sound of the propellers nearly deafening. He closed his eyes and rested, leaning against the interior of the cabin. The vast cabin held only himself, which showed how much the Americans valued him, dispatching a Night Hawk Helicopter to escort him. This Night Hawk Helicopter was costly to manufacture and maintain. Each flight consumed tens of thousands of US Dollars.

An hour later, the aircraft quickly reached the airspace above Yibu'er Mountain.

The pilot swiftly located the position Lin Chuan had chosen for the parachute jump. A hollow parachuting door opened at the rear of the cabin.

"Lin Chuan, we have reached the designated location," the pilot immediately commanded through the cabin's broadcast: "Please parachute."

Whoosh...

Facing the jungle below, Lin Chuan immediately dove through the parachuting door. This was among the most dangerous parachute jumps, a low-altitude forced landing. Jumping from a few hundred meters up, because within this distance, several difficult maneuvers needed to be completed. First was to adjust body movements, then to deploy the parachute, ensuring a safe landing finally.

Moreover, under such a night sky, it's an absolute challenge for any professional paratrooper.

Lin Chuan is a spearhead, a king of soldiers, he needs to survive in any harsh and severe environment. Low-altitude forced landings are among the skills he must master. Naturally, high-difficulty nighttime low-altitude forced landings are particularly daunting.

The enormous cold wind struck Lin Chuan's face as if sliced by knives. Lin Chuan wore no windproof gear; when he opened his eyes, he could feel the wind whipping against his eyelids. It was a very uncomfortable sensation. The huge airwaves surged up from below. Lin Chuan completed a series of difficult movement adjustments.

Rumble...

Instantly, the parachute on his back burst open, and Lin Chuan felt a great force tug at him, as if he was catapulted back more than a meter.

Huff...

Lin Chuan exhaled a breath of stale air. Under the action of gravity acceleration, the parachute jerked downwards. Although still falling, the speed was obviously not as fast as before. Lin Chuan's mouth curled up into a smile, and he said with a grin: "Successful landing."

Although the descending speed was still fast, in such a dense forest, as long as one protected themselves properly, it was almost impossible to be killed by the fall, for the thick forest acted as a safety net for the landing.

Rustle...

Soon, Lin Chuan fell into the forest, the dense branches lashing at his body, Lin Chuan protected his head with his arms, securing himself tightly. Finally, the descent stopped, and the parachute hung on a large tree. Lin Chuan was left dangling in mid-air.

He decisively drew his dagger and exerted great effort to cut the parachute ropes before successfully descending from the tree.

The ground was soft and covered with thick fallen leaves, making the land appear very fertile. After landing, Lin Chuan didn't rush to move on but carefully surveyed his surroundings. Once he ascertained there was no immediate danger, he began to study the local terrain. This place was his chosen landing spot, and from here, it was roughly more than ten kilometers to reach the base. In such dense mountain forests, trekking over ten kilometers of mountain roads is arduous for the average person, but not for Lin Chuan.

After determining his direction with a compass, Lin Chuan decisively left the scene.

The longer he stayed here, the more dangerous it became. No one knew what kind of large wild animal might appear. When unfamiliar with the terrain, one must constantly change position to ensure their safety. This is Lin Chuan's fundamental principle.

Carrying more than thirty kilograms of weapons and equipment, Lin Chuan sprinted rapidly through the forest. He moved fast and kept sprinting all the way.

Rescuing people is like fighting a fire. Moreover, as Xiao Lan and he shared a very close relationship, he was even more concerned and eager. He was immensely anxious for the rescue.

The danger Xiao Lan faced made Lin Chuan feel extremely frustrated and annoyed.

The mountain trail was challenging to navigate, and Lin Chuan sprinted wildly through the jungle, moving swiftly.

All kinds of trees grew in all directions. Huge vines would coil through the air, and thick roots would jut out from the ground, posing great obstructions. Lin Chuan moved with incredible speed, wearing night vision goggles, allowing him to clearly see the surroundings and even the insects flying by ten meters away.

After more than an hour of relentless running, Lin Chuan finally arrived at the location of the base's branch.

This branch was not the headquarters of the base, but merely one of its branches. That was all.

This branch had over two hundred people, led by Muhammadi, a typical Afghan, a believer in religious extremism. Extremist followers possess a high degree of unity. They love freedom, idolize it, and struggle for it all their lives. They couldn't stand Americans meddling in their affairs, so they rose up to resist, fighting against the Americans with their lives.

The branch was located on the mountainside of Yibu'er Mountain. To avoid detection by American satellites, they lived in caves, and for transportation, they relied mostly on mules or horses. Cars were only used when moving materials or relocating people.