"My God, seven against five hundred, am I hearing this right?" the women exclaimed.
"Yeah, because we had the wrong information, the ammo we had on us was only enough for battling one hundred and eighty people, but then there were so many more unexpectedly, we simply didn't have enough ammo."
"So, did you guys complete the mission?"
"Of course we did, despite being heavily outnumbered, we seven are all elite soldiers. When we ran out of bullets, we turned to bayonets. I remember at that time five bayonets got chopped down, but eventually, we wiped out all the terrorists!"
Listening to Jones's vivid story, the women all seemed as if they were on the scene themselves.
The only one who was sneering was Su Chen.
Seven people taking on one hundred and eighty armed terrorists?
Forget the Navy SEALs, even members of the Reverse Dragon Group wouldn't boast so wildly.
If the opponents didn't have heavy weapons, members of the Reverse Dragon could possibly have the chance of a successful raid.
If there were heavy weapons, even if they ultimately succeeded, casualties would be inevitable.
Jones and his seven people against five hundred, not only annihilating all five hundred but without a single death.
Did he think they all had Undying Bodies?
"But although the mission was a success, all seven of us were seriously injured and took several months to recover after returning home!" Jones seemed to be lost in the memories of his glorious past.
But Su Chen's eyes widened.
Damn it, why does this story sound so familiar the more I listen?
By the end, Su Chen finally understood why this story sounded so familiar.
Because, this was precisely one of the Reverse Dragon Group's missions.
That time, sister-in-law, Su Chen, the Four Dragon Kings, and Chu Feng, seven core members of the Reverse Dragon Group participated in the mission.
They had received information that there were only a little over one hundred people on the other side.
But when they got there, they found more than five hundred people.
Logically, under these circumstances, they should have retreated.
But the Reverse Dragon Group had just been formed not long ago and urgently needed to establish its reputation in the world, so after discussion, the seven agreed not to retreat!
In the end, the seven did indeed annihilate all five hundred.
But they paid a terrible price.
Moreover, it was successful because they first found the enemy's arsenal, launched a surprise attack, then used the arsenal as a stronghold for defense, allowing them to ultimately succeed.
That battle established the reputation of the Reverse Dragon Group.
It made the Reverse Dragon Group a famous entity internationally.
And it became widely circulated.
Becoming a myth in the Mercenary World.
Even now, recalling it still makes Su Chen feel a chill.
Their success that time was really a matter of luck.
Asking him to do it again with his past strength, he might not succeed.
The likeliest outcome would be the annihilation of the Reverse Dragon Group.
After all, that was an organization armed to the teeth.
If they had had enough ammo, of course, there wouldn't have been a problem.
But the key was that they only had enough weapons for a hundred people at that time.
No wonder this guy's story got smoother as he went on.
Turns out he was plagiarizing...
"EVE, your husband also served in the military, right? What kind of soldier was he?" After hearing Jones's story, everyone remembered Su Chen again.
"This..." Lin Xi looked at Su Chen.
Honestly, she really didn't know much about Su Chen.
She only vaguely knew that he had served in the military, but exactly what kind of soldier he had been, she did not know.
"Oh, I raised pigs in the military," Su Chen said offhandedly.
Since the other party knew the Reverse Dragon Group's story, he obviously couldn't say that he was from the Reverse Dragon Group anymore.
As soon as Su Chen spoke, several girls who were drinking red wine sprayed it out of their mouths.
"EVE, you, you actually married a pig farmer! Haha, that's hilarious!"
The room erupted into laughter.
While Jones was the most formidable Special Soldier of the United States, a member of the Navy SEALs.
And Su Chen, he had apparently been raising pigs in the military...
Even Lin Xi's face turned dark.
You don't come up with a badass name.
Don't say you're into pig farming.
Even if you really are, you can't just say that.
After all, she is the dignified goddess CEO.
Looking for a pig farmer as a husband...
Su Chen looked innocently at Lin Xi, you said yourself that you wanted to keep a low profile.
Me saying I'm into pig farming, isn't that low-profile enough?
"Although Mr. Su raises pigs in the military, we should not look down on him, after all, if no one raised pigs, where would we get our meat from?" Jones said earnestly.
Originally, he wanted to help Su Chen regain some face.
But after he said that, the girls laughed even harder.
"By the way Jones, don't you have a unique skill? Since everyone is happy, why don't you give us a performance?" Zhou Qin said happily, hugging her boyfriend's arm.
Being able to be admired by her friends and to outdo Lin Xi's husband made her feel very happy.
"Alright then," Jones nodded.
Jones dared to pretend he was a Special Soldier because he had a skill.
He had loved flying knives since he was young and had made some accomplishments after years of practice.
Because it was a high-class hotel, there were plenty of places for the workers to entertain themselves.
Though there was no knife-throwing range, there was a place to throw darts.
Jones, due to his passion for throwing knives, always carried them with him.
Everyone was eager to see Jones's performance and stopped eating.
Jones loosened his tie and stood five meters away from the target.
Jones threw the first flying knife.
The flying knife hit the dead center of the target accurately.
This move indeed proved that Jones wasn't just bragging, he really knew how to use flying knives.
However, such a level was too mundane for Su Chen.
The Knife Master who came to assassinate Zhang Shu, that was real skill.
"Wow, Jones, you're really amazing!"
Everyone exclaimed in admiration.
Jones increased the distance.
He moved back to seven meters.
The flying knife hit the center again.
Then he increased to ten meters.
Still hitting the bullseye.
Jones seemed to enjoy the admiring gaze he received from the crowd and even dared to have Zhou Qin stand in front of the target, with an apple on her head.
Even though the apple's size was actually much larger than the target's center.
But the effect was completely different.
Because if it went off-target, the consequences would be unimaginable.
This not only required solid technique but also an extremely high level of psychological quality.
"Darling, I trust you," Zhou Qin wasn't scared at all.
Jones took a deep breath.
Although he had thrown knives before.
To say there was no psychological pressure at all, that was impossible.
But he was confident, at least had an over 80% chance, otherwise, he wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous.
After five full minutes of preparation, Jones threw the flying knife again.
A few seconds later, a gasp of astonishment erupted from the crowd.