The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

As soon as Zeng Long finished speaking, "It's time for us Middle Easterners to put on a show," it was as if the air in the meeting room had stopped moving.

All eyes were on him.

Zeng Long slowly walked to the huge electronic screen, opened his arms as if to embrace the entire screen and the impending storm.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and his face showed an almost devout focus and fervor.

He spoke into the microphone, his voice deep and powerful, like the prelude to an ancient war drum:

"Little sparrow."

"Hey, boss!" Little Sparrow's voice rang out immediately, unusually devoid of its usual playful antics.

"Issue a highest-level assembly order to all members of the Dragon Kingdom squad."

Zeng Long's voice carried an unquestionable authority.

"Command: Squad Zero—Assemble!"

"Received! The highest authority mobilization order has been issued! Global links activated simultaneously!" Little Sparrow's response was crisp and efficient.

The command transformed into invisible radio waves, instantly piercing the clouds, crossing time zones, and reaching every corner of the globe.

Country C in the Middle East, the government army's frontline command post.

Shi Tiedun (Iron Pier) is standing in front of the sand table, gesturing with his thick fingers to indicate his name.

He roared at his officers, speaking in a mix of local accented English and Mandarin, outlining the details of receiving Chinese weapons and equipment. His voice was booming.

Suddenly, his secure satellite phone, which was in his pocket, emitted a unique beep that only he could recognize.

His massive body suddenly stopped, and all his movements ceased instantly.

Without hesitation, he shoved aside the officers surrounding him, even knocking over a chair, and rushed into the adjacent rest cubicle with a speed completely disproportionate to his size.

He held up his phone with his left hand, and on the screen were those simple five words: "Squad Zero ~ Assemble!"

This man, as steady as a mountain, suddenly had tears welling up in his eyes.

He snapped to attention, raised his right hand in a perfect military salute, and, facing the phone camera, roared with all his might:

"Squad Zero member—Shi Tiezhu! Present!!!" The voice boomed through the cubicle, and the men outside the door exchanged bewildered glances.

Temporary camp of a certain detachment of the Imperialist armed forces in Country D in the Middle East.

Jiang Tianhua, Wu Lei, and Liu Feng stood casually in front of a group of lazy black mercenaries, lecturing them with various slang terms and threats.

Suddenly, almost simultaneously, all three of them stiffened almost imperceptibly.

They exchanged a glance, their eyes instantly shifting from casual to sharp.

"Scatter! Stay put!" Jiang Tianhua shouted in English. Before the mercenaries could react, the three of them shot into an abandoned mud house next door like arrows.

With their backs against the earthen wall, the three of them simultaneously took out their phones and saw the messages.

Without hesitation, the three men simultaneously raised their phones, saluted, their voices resolute and unified:

"Zero Squad member—Jiang Tianhua! Present!"

"Wu Lei, member of Squad Zero! Present!"

"Squad Zero member—Liu Feng! Present!"

A training camp covered in snow and ice in Siberia.

Tang Long and Fang Rong are demonstrating close-quarters combat techniques to a group of burly students from all over the world, their movements swift and ruthless.

The students below watched intently, asking questions from time to time.

At that moment, the actions of the two people being demonstrated froze simultaneously, as if a pause button had been pressed.

The next second, completely ignoring the bewildered expressions of the trainees below, the two simultaneously stopped their movements, turned around, and rushed at top speed towards a wide-open snowfield at the edge of the training ground.

Amidst the howling wind, the two simultaneously pulled out their phones and saw the messages.

The reflection of the snow and ice illuminated their excited yet solemn faces.

They simultaneously saluted their phones, their voices ringing clearly in the cold wind:

"Squad Zero member—Tang Long! Present!"

"Squad Zero member—Fang Rong! Present!"

(In the virtual link) Leng Ci, Guo Wei, and Qi Liang, who have just completed a rescue mission and are on their way to evacuate.

Li Wuguo and Zhang Zheng were infiltrating the Sai armed forces.

And the little sparrows sitting in the back—the images of everyone appeared clearly on the main screen of the General Staff conference room almost simultaneously:

"Zero Squad member—Ye Feng! Present!"

"Zero Squad member—Guo Wei! Present!"

"Qi Liang, member of Squad Zero! Present!"

"Squad Zero member—Li Wuguo! Present!"

"Zhang Zheng, member of Squad Zero, is here!"

Finally, Little Sparrow's (Lin Xiaoya) face appears.

Instead of gnawing on pig's trotters with her hair all messy as usual, she simply tied her hair back, and her chubby face showed an unprecedented seriousness and solemnity.

She looked directly at the camera and said clearly:

"Squad Zero member—Lin Xiaoya! Present!"

Then, she reported in a formal tone:

"Captain! Zero Squad members, 12 expected, 12 present! Assembled! Please give your instructions!"

Zeng Long still had his arms outstretched and his eyes slightly closed.

He stood quietly, as if listening to the most beautiful symphony in the world.

Every name, every shout of "Here!", radiates an excitement and intense light that pierces through steel!

His gaze was sharp as lightning, sweeping across every familiar face and every pair of firm and fearless eyes on the screen!

He abruptly pulled his outstretched arms back, clenched his fists tightly, and raised them to his chest.

It was as if he held the power and will of everyone in his hands.

He used all his strength, his voice booming like thunder from the heavens:

"A new journey begins in the name of the dragon."

"Brothers—!"

"Our new journey begins!"

"A new identity!"

"A new beginning!"

"A new era!"

"Today! Right now!"

"We'll initiate it ourselves!"

"Go to battle!!"

His voice was filled with boundless pride and unwavering determination:

"With swords and spears, we are invincible! Unstoppable, our spirit sweeps across the land—this will be our new name!"

"This time!"

"You will act as representatives of the Dragon Kingdom!"

"Soldiers of the Dragon Kingdom!"

"Sons of the Dragon Kingdom!"

"Go and show the world your might!"

"Declare your military might to all hostile forces!!"

On the screen, the passion of all the team members was already boiling.

Whether it's a sturdy iron block.

A cold, piercing chill.

It's still a lively little sparrow.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were burning, their noses were sore, and an indescribable sense of pride and mission filled their entire being.

They gazed at Zeng Long on the screen as if he were a guiding war god, and roared in unison, their voices converging into a powerful, awe-inspiring torrent through the encrypted channel:

"Fight for yourself!"

"Fight for your country!"

"Fight for your family!"

"Fighting for our reunion!"

"Invincible! Die on the battlefield!!"

Inside the meeting room, Li Weiguo and all the veteran generals had already stood up without realizing it.

They looked at the twelve young yet weathered faces on the screen, faces etched with unwavering determination and fearlessness.

Hearing the resounding vows that seemed to transcend time and space, the eyes of these veterans who had survived countless battles welled up with tears.

These are the most outstanding children in the Dragon Kingdom!

Among them are wanderers who have been separated from their families and are desperately searching for their way home, and loyal guards who have taken off their uniforms but whose spirit will never fade!

What a powerful group of steel beasts these are!

What admirable and lovable heroes and heroines they are!

Zeng Long suppressed his surging emotions, his voice regaining some composure, yet remaining even more undeniable:

"Mission location: Country D in the Middle East!"

"Specific mission: Recapture the oil field and rescue the kidnapped Chinese staff!"

"Relevant mission briefings and operational area intelligence will be immediately sent to your individual soldier systems!"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone again, his voice rising abruptly, like a sword being drawn from its sheath:

"Now! I announce—Squad Zero, this mission is renamed ~Dragon Return Squad. New operation codename!"

"We want every codename to become a nightmare etched into the hearts of all hostile forces around the world!"

"Let them tremble and lose sleep over the mere mention of our codename!"

"Ye Feng!" (Cold Thorn) "Codename—Death!"

(His cold gaze remained unwavering, as if he had tacitly accepted this perfectly fitting title.)

"Iron Pillar!" (Iron Block) "Code Name—Beast!"

(Tiedun grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and his muscles seemed to have swelled up even more.)

"Lin Xiaoya!" (Little Sparrow) "Code Name—Divine Sparrow!"

(The little sparrow puffed out its chest proudly, its eyes gleaming with wisdom and cunning.)

"Guo Wei!" "Code name—Tank!"

(Guo Wei nodded silently, his demeanor as steady as a mountain.)

"Jiang Tianhua!" "Code name—Lightning!"

(A swift, lightning-fast smile appeared on Jiang Tianhua's lips.)

"Wu Lei!" "Code name—Storm!"

(A storm seemed to be gathering in Wu Lei's eyes.)

"Liu Feng!" "Code name—Blade!"

(Liu Feng's eyes were sharp as knives.)

"Tang Long!" "Code name—Saber!"

(Tang Long's figure was upright and straight, like a drawn military sword.)

"Fang Rong!" "Code name—Eagle!"

(Fang Rong's gaze was disdainful, like that of an eagle looking down at a wolf.)

"Li Wuguo!" "Code name—Battle Axe!"

(Li Wuguo's imposing manner was like a giant axe splitting a mountain.)

"Zhang Zheng!" "Code name—Sirius!"

(Zhang Zheng's eyes were cold and piercing, like those of a lone wolf.)

"Qi Liang!" "Code name—Phantom!"

(Qi Liang's figure seemed to become even more elusive.)

Finally, Zeng Long pointed to himself, his voice like that of a final judgment:

"I am Zeng Long!"

"Code name—Judgment!"

"In this operation in Country D in the Middle East," Zeng Long's gaze swept over each team member like a burning flame:

"Brothers! Unleash your full fighting power!"

"Let the world tremble!"

"Roar—!!!" On the screen, the roars of the twelve team members merged into an invisible shockwave, as if to break through the constraints of the network and shake the entire conference room!

The ghosts have gathered; judgment is imminent.