Can Bulletproof Vests Be Customized?

"Squad Leader, I have another question."

"Mhm, go ahead."

Lü Qinglong held his rifle in position and asked after thinking seriously for a moment:

"Squad Leader, when I enlisted, some New Recruits said my physique wasn't suitable for being a soldier at all."

"They said I'd be a sitting duck on the battlefield. What do you think, Squad Leader?"

After Lü Qinglong finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Chen Ting, eagerly wanting to know from a Veteran if this was true.

"If you had enlisted more than ten years ago, then there would be no problem with them saying that."

"But can you guess why I said more than ten years ago?"

"Huh? Squad Leader, you mean...?"

Lü Qinglong's eyes lit up.

"I mean, those people who said you'd be a sitting duck on the battlefield are probably still thinking in the Qing Dynasty."

"Our Special Operations Brigade was equipped with Level 5 Bulletproof Vests three years ago."

"Those Level 5 Bulletproof Vests can withstand 7.62mm rifle rounds, which is something most major countries can do now."

"But what I want to tell you is that last year, if I remember correctly, the Brigade conducted a ballistic experiment."

"The research institute used a new material called Ceramic Steel. That stuff has a very stable internal structure, and a thickness of 2cm can block shots from a 12.7mm sniper rifle!"

"However, that thing was too heavy, and after a round of testing, it was scrapped. I remember our Brigade still kept quite a bit of Ceramic Steel back then."

"Qinglong, you can completely use Ceramic Steel. Just tell the people at the research institute, and they can make a personalized Bulletproof Vest for you with that material."

"When you get on the battlefield, your impact on the war situation will probably be more exaggerated than an entire infantry Company."

Squad Leader Chen Ting paused here, as if a scene of Lü Qinglong wearing the custom Bulletproof Vest appeared in his mind.

The moment he first saw Lü Qinglong, he had already been thinking about the importance of Lü Qinglong's physique and build on the battlefield.

A chosen heavy weapons operator!

Other heavy weapons operators could at most provide fire support with squad support machine guns.

But Lü Qinglong was different. They could completely remove a 6-barreled 30mm anti-aircraft autocannon and have Lü Qinglong use it against ground enemy targets!

What was the difference between him, Lü Qinglong, and a rapidly advancing tank?

"Really, Squad Leader!"

Lü Qinglong was overjoyed. Having a suitable Bulletproof Vest would be like adding wings to a tiger for him!

Although his current physical condition was already exaggerated, it was still within the scope of a normal person.

Blades no longer did much damage to him, but firearms, those thermal weapons, could still harm him.

Now, hearing that after joining the Company, he could have a Bulletproof Vest custom-made for him in the Special Operations Brigade, he felt indescribably happy.

"The Bulletproof Vest made from Ceramic Steel might be very heavy, Qinglong, so be mentally prepared."

"Looking at your physique, if it needs to cover your limbs, that thing would probably weigh at least a hundred kilograms."

"When you're actually in combat, you'll also need to carry heavy machine guns and ammunition, totaling over 150 kilograms. Can your body handle it?"

Upon hearing the figure of 150 kilograms, even Chen Ting couldn't help but click his tongue.

"I can handle it! It's only 150 kilograms."

"Squad Leader, when I run with weights at home, I start at 300 kilograms! I finish five kilometers in a little over sixteen minutes."

Lü Qinglong explained with great confidence.

"300 kilograms. Five kilometers in sixteen minutes."

Chen Ting's mouth twitched uncontrollably as he heard these figures.

Damn it.

In his sixteen years of military service, this was the first time he had heard such an exaggerated achievement.

Isn't this the body of a chosen soldier king?

He even suspected if Lü Qinglong was a normal person at all.

It was one thing that his Brother had an exaggerated learning ability, but now Lü Qinglong's physical fitness was so monstrously abnormal, he was going crazy.

Is the Lü family's genes this good? To produce two monsters in succession?

"Alright, then regarding the Ceramic Steel, you'll probably have to talk to your father about it."

"If you feel you can't bring it up, you can also tell Company Commander Chen Tianjian. He will definitely help you."

"Ah? Squad Leader, what's wrong with Company Commander Chen Tianjian?"

Lü Qinglong asked with some confusion.

His current Company Commander in the New Recruit Company was only a Captain. This kind of request, needing the research institute's help, required an application to higher authorities.

And whether it would be approved was up to the higher-ups. Could it be that his current Company Commander Chen Tianjian had connections at the research institute?

"Uh, I can't tell you right now. I'll tell you when the time is right."

"Alright, that's about all for what I taught you this morning. You can go back now. We'll continue tomorrow at this time."

Chen Ting glanced at the time on his phone. It was almost six o'clock, when the wake-up whistle would blow, so he decided to end the morning training session and led Lü Qinglong back to the barracks.

"Squad Leader! I feel like I learned so much this morning!"

On the way back, Lü Qinglong couldn't stop himself from saying excitedly.

"You need to work harder, Qinglong. There's still a lot you're lacking, and quite a few things you don't even understand."

"I have one year left before I'm discharged and leave the army. Before then, I'll teach you everything I've learned in my sixteen years as a soldier."

Seeing Lü Qinglong's eagerness to learn, Chen Ting felt a sense of deep satisfaction.

Before leaving the army, he could finally pass on what the army had taught him.

The two chatted as they returned to the barracks.

As soon as they entered the barracks, Lü Qinglong saw that the corridor outside was filled with new recruits squatting everywhere.

They were all doing the same thing: folding their blankets.

"Stop sleeping! The Squad Leader's back!"

Xue Daochao nudged Ji Baichang, who had fallen asleep on his blanket in a very strange, butt-in-the-air pose.

Ji Baichang jolted awake, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then began to pretend to be pressing his blanket.

A few new recruits in the squad were also dozing off, but at Xue Daochao's reminder, they quickly started folding their blankets, managing to save face before Squad Leader Chen Ting returned to the squad.

"You guys, you still haven't finished folding your blankets after all this time?"

Chen Ting frowned as he asked the new recruits.

An hour had passed, and besides two or three people, no one else had finished folding their blankets. Wasn't this just slacking off?

"Reporting, Squad Leader, uh, I was just pressing my blanket. I'll fold it right away!"

Ji Baichang quickly explained with a fawning smile.

Seeing this, Chen Ting didn't say anything more. He simply walked to his own bunk and began tidying his bedding, just like the new recruits.

"Hey, hey! Qinglong, where did you and the Squad Leader go?"

Ji Baichang lowered his voice and asked excitedly.

As he spoke, his gaze was fixed on the model gun placed under Lü Qinglong's bunk, as if he also wanted to touch it.