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

Just as the gunfire in Hope No. 2 oil field had subsided and the thick smoke and stench of blood had not yet dissipated, the cold night sky was torn apart by another, more urgent alarm.

"alarm!"

Lin Xiaoya's voice boomed through the entire chat channel, her speech as fast as a bullet—

A large-scale heat source signal is rapidly approaching from the direction of Pearl One!

Quantity: 70! Five or more vehicles, including technical equipment.

Contact expected in three minutes! The signal is camouflaged; it's elite! They came prepared.

Almost the instant she finished speaking, blinding headlights lit up on the dark horizon in the distance!

The furious roar of the engine and the sharp screech of the brakes grew louder as they approached, like the chariot of death crushing across the desert!

"All personnel! Deploy defensive formation! Prepare for engagement!"

Zeng Long's (the judge) voice came through the mask, cold and hard, without the slightest fluctuation, as if he had expected it all along.

"They want to take advantage of us just finishing a battle and before we've established a firm foothold! Let them use their own flesh and blood to measure what a Great Wall of Steel really is!"

The members of the Dragon Return Squad sprang into action instantly!

Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest confusion.

Their long-term experience of life and death together made them like a single organism with a shared nervous system.

They quickly utilized the complex facilities within the oil field—

Damaged concrete walls, massive, cold oil tanks, and abandoned vehicle wreckage—

As cover, they formed a multi-layered, crossfire-covered, three-dimensional defensive perimeter.

The movements were swift and precise, like the meshing of gears in a precision machine.

The attacking force was the remaining main force of the first battalion of the "Timberwolves" mercenary group—

Led personally by the former Delta Commander codenamed "Shura".

This team has extremely high tactical awareness; the convoy quickly dispersed before entering firing range.

The soldiers jumped out of the vehicles and advanced in skirmish lines, utilizing the terrain with skillful tactical maneuvers.

Instead of charging blindly, they attempted to use the cover of night and the ruins to encircle and suppress the Dragon Return Squad.

Their firepower was precise and orderly, clearly indicating their intention to first suppress the enemy with superior firepower before seeking out weaknesses to advance.

"Shura" himself hid behind a rocky bunker, observing through binoculars and calmly issuing orders:

"Fire coverage! Suppress them! Snipers, locate high-value targets!"

Instantly, a barrage of bullets rained down from multiple directions!

The PKM general-purpose machine gun's long bursts, the AK rifle's continuous fire, and even precise semi-automatic bursts—

The impact struck the concrete walls and metal equipment where the Dragon Return Squad was hiding, sending up a series of dazzling sparks and flying debris!

The opposing team's firepower was fierce and their coordination was excellent, making it difficult for the team members to raise their heads and fight back effectively.

"Eagle Soars! Drone Vision!"

Zeng Long performed a tactical roll and hid behind a large air compressor. Bullets followed his position, carving a row of deep craters into the steel.

"Strong electronic interference! Image transmission is unstable! We are attempting to crack and enhance the signal!"

Fang Rong's voice carried a hint of interference and anxiety.

"Divine Sparrow! Suppress their communications and drones!"

"It's already underway! The other side has a backup frequency-hopping channel and a hard-wired command system! It will take time!"

Lin Xiaoya responded with a rapid, heavy tapping of her keyboard.

"Oh shit!"

"Beast! Frontal assault! Smash a path through me!" Zeng Long decisively ordered.

"receive!"

"Beast" Shi Tiezhu let out a deep, beast-like growl.

The engine of the "Taishan" II power armor suddenly increased its power, emitting a powerful roar.

He suddenly stood up from behind a half-collapsed low wall, as if an ancient giant had been resurrected!

The 12.7mm six-barreled Vulcan rotary cannon on the shoulder began to spin wildly to preheat!

"Buzz—thump thump thump thump!!!"

The deafening roar of terror instantly became the main theme of the battlefield!

The rotary cannon spewed out a scorching tongue of fire that was half a meter long, and the resulting metal storm was like a materialized wall of death, instantly engulfing the front sector completely!

Bullets rained down at a rate of over 3000 rounds per minute, easily tearing the two mercenaries who were trying to advance using the pickup truck as cover to shreds along with the truck door!

The violent barrage of bullets even reduced the pickup truck's engine to scrap metal, triggering a secondary explosion!

The enemy's fierce firepower was forcefully blasted back by this absolute violence! Debris, dust, and twisted metal fragments flew everywhere!

"Tanks! At 11 o'clock, 400 meters, that half-collapsed pump house! There's a heavy machine gun inside!"

Amidst the deafening roar of gunfire, Zeng Long quickly gave instructions.

"clear!"

Under the terrifying firepower provided by Shi Tiezhu, Guo Wei, nicknamed "Tank," quickly emerged from behind the cover, knelt on one knee, and stabilized the "Fortress" heavy weapon platform he was carrying on his shoulder.

"Whoosh—BOOM!!!"

A 40mm high-explosive grenade traced a faint arc and, as if it had eyes, precisely pierced the only observation window in the pump room!

A violent explosion suddenly erupted from inside the building, sending flames soaring into the sky. The sounds of heavy machine gun fire and screams of people inside came to an abrupt halt!

However, the Timberwolves' elite forces are truly exceptional. In the lulls between the Beasts' heavy firepower roars...

Hidden behind the rocks, "Shura" immediately roared, "Sniper! Send those two heavy gunners to meet their maker!"

"Thud!" A precise 7.62mm NATO bullet grazed just above the top edge of "Tank" Guo Wei's helmet—

It struck the huge oil storage tank behind it with a loud, chilling clang!

"Watch out! There are skilled snipers! At least two! Their location is unknown!"

The tank roared and quickly retreated into its cover.

"Death. Find them, and kill them."

Zeng Long's voice was as cold as ice, "It's time for us to make a move together and let them know what true sniping art is."

"Death has been received."

Ye Feng's voice remained calm and unwavering, as if the person who had just brushed past death was not his comrade-in-arms.

Thus, a jaw-dropping scene unfolded on the battlefield.

Zeng Long (Judgment) and Ye Feng (Death God), the two top marksmen in the team, did not seek out traditional, safe high ground—that would be too easy for experienced opponents to predict and target.

Instead, they moved like two phantoms weaving through a hail of bullets, moving at high speed and without any pattern.

Their movements were unpredictable:

Sometimes it would dash forward in a straight line at a speed like a 100-meter sprint.

Sometimes, they would use the smoke and fire from the explosion as cover to make random, zigzag changes of direction.

Sometimes it would suddenly stop.

Sometimes they make almost impossible tactical rolls and slide tackles.

Each pause was extremely brief, and they never stayed in the same place for more than a second.

"At 11 o'clock, in the woods on the edge of the hillside, in the shadow to the right of the third tree, there is a swaying motion."

Zeng Long spoke rapidly as he abruptly stopped after a rapid run, his voice clearly reaching Ye Feng's ears through the bone conduction headphones.

The moment the words fell!

Zeng Long hadn't even fully regained his footing when the sniper rifle, honed through countless hours of practice, relied on his muscle memory and extraordinary spatial awareness—

Almost instinctively, he swung the gun in that direction, made slight adjustments to the muzzle, and pulled the trigger while maintaining his dynamic balance at its limit.

Bang! (A specially made silencer made the gunshot muffled yet powerful.) The bullet whistled out, precisely passing through the gaps in the trees and penetrating the edge of a carefully disguised sniper bunker!

"Ugh!" A suppressed groan of pain and a muffled thud as the body fell to the ground rang out.

Almost at the same moment Zeng Long fired his gun, Ye Feng's (Grim Reaper) cold voice rang out:

"Verdict: From your original position at 3 o'clock, to the lower right of that wind-eroded rock at the top of the slope, get out of there!"

Without a second thought, Zeng Long fired the shot and immediately used the recoil to perform a seemingly clumsy but extremely efficient tactical roll to the left!

Rat-a-tat-tat! A series of precise sniper bullets instantly struck the spot where he had just fired, blasting a small crater in the ground and sending dust flying!

It was another sniper lying in ambush! He had been patiently waiting for the moment Zeng Long would be exposed!

But this is exactly what Ye Feng has been waiting for!

Just as the enemy sniper fired and revealed his position!

The figure of "Death God" Ye Feng seemed to emerge from a distorted play of light and shadow. He had somehow already slipped like a gecko into the shadow of a huge, abandoned oil drum on the flank—

The "Ghost" large-caliber sniper rifle in his hand emitted a low, deathly sigh!

Bang! The massive 50 BMG warhead, like a small cannonball, with terrifying kinetic energy, tore through the air and instantly pierced the weak point of the wind-eroded rock!

A cloud of blood mist erupted from behind the rocks, and the skilled enemy sniper, along with most of his cover, was blasted to pieces.

"Target cleared." Ye Feng's voice remained as calm as if he were reporting the weather.

"Divine Sparrow, have you managed to suppress their communications and drones?"

"Electronic interference has been cleared! Communication silence has been enforced! Drone threat has been eliminated!"

Lin Xiaoya's response carried a hint of victory in her tone.

"Well done! Activate the 'swarm' drones immediately! Drop 'candy' bombs and irritating smoke grenades on both flanks of the enemy formation! Force them out!"

"Received! The 'swarm' has been mobilized!"

Instantly, a dense, unsettling buzzing sound came from above the Timberwolves mercenary group's assault team.

Several small drones, like a deadly swarm of bees, precisely dropped a series of small high-explosive bombs ("candy") and smoke bombs that instantly released large amounts of irritating gas on their left and right flanks!

Boom boom boom...!

A series of small but extremely deadly explosions erupted among the mercenaries, scattering debris and sending screams flying!

Immediately afterwards, thick smoke with strong tear-inducing and suffocating effects quickly spread out, engulfing a large area!

"Cough cough! My eyes!"

"It's poison gas! Retreat!"

"I can't see!"

The mercenaries in the smoke were immediately thrown into great panic and chaos. Many of them couldn't help but rush out of their cover, coughing violently and tearing up, completely losing their battle formation and sense of direction.

"Beasts, tanks! Heavy firepower, keep suppressing the front! Cover me and Death's advance!"

"Roger!" Shi Tiezhu's rotary cannon roared again, and a metal storm locked down the area in front of him, with the barrage forming a wall of death.

Guo Wei continued to hurl grenades at any firing positions that tried to emerge.

Taking advantage of this precious cover, Zeng Long and Ye Feng shot out from behind the cover like two arrows, launching a counter-charge towards the direction with the most enemies in front!

A mercenary machine gunner hiding behind the wreckage of a truck spotted Zeng Long and immediately opened fire on him with his machine gun.

Zeng Long instantly executed a rapid side slide followed by a diving roll, bullets kicking up a trail of dust from where he had just stood and along his roll path.

Without pausing after landing, he used a concrete block for leverage and leaped up again like a cheetah!

The bullets followed his eerie figure, but were always a beat too late!

At the very moment when the body reaches its highest point,

Incredibly, Zeng Long twisted his waist and abdomen in mid-air, calmly swinging the sniper rifle in the general direction of the machine gun fire.

With an extraordinary feel for guns and unparalleled control over weapon recoil, pull the trigger!

Bang! A gunshot rang out in the air.

The machine gunner was struck as if by an invisible giant fist; a bloody hole suddenly exploded in his chest, the madness in his eyes froze instantly, and the machine gun fire stopped abruptly.

Zeng Long rolled again the moment he landed—

Almost simultaneously, a bullet from another concealed enemy sniper whistled past the highest point of the arc he had just leaped—

It hit the oil storage tank behind it, making a terrifying impact sound!

Zeng Long immediately began running in an S-shaped pattern with astonishing speed, combining rolls, jumps, and sudden stops—

His movement trajectory was like an unpredictable random function, leaving all enemies aiming at him in despair!

Bullets kept whizzing past him, hitting the ground and equipment around him and scattering countless fragments, but they could never touch him in the slightest.

And every time he paused briefly or fired during an incredible movement, an enemy would inevitably fall down!

Ye Feng (the Grim Reaper)'s performance was equally inhuman—

He was like the embodiment of the night, moving through smoke and fire, each appearance accompanied by a fatal gunshot and the demise of an enemy.

His evasive maneuvers were equally efficient and unpredictable, as if he could predict the trajectory of the bullets.

The collaboration between these two sniper kings completely disrupted the Timberwolves' formation.

They had never seen snipers fight like this before.

Instead of hiding in the back, they rushed to the front, using this almost perverse method to evade while accurately shooting!

This completely overturned their understanding.

Meanwhile, the chaos caused by the "swarm" drones reached its peak.

"Lightning" Jiang Tianhua and "Storm" Wu Lei burst out from the right wing like two real lightning bolts!

Jiang Tianhua's assault rifle delivered precise suppressive fire, blocking the enemy's retreat.

Wu Lei's shotgun roared at close range, blasting away the enemies who were choked by the smoke and panicked, along with their makeshift shelters!

"Battle Axe" Li Wuguo and "Sky Wolf" Zhang Zhengze advanced steadily to the left flank like an unbreakable rock.

Use extremely precise single shots or short bursts to clear out the remaining enemies, consolidate and expand the victory, and step on the corpses of the enemy with every step.

"Blade" Liu Feng and "Military Knife" Tang Long, like deadly assassins in the shadows, had already silently infiltrated the enemy's flanks and rear by taking advantage of the chaos.

They reaped lives with the efficiency of death itself; each soft "thud" of a carbine equipped with a silencer accompanied a mercenary who had his back to them falling silently to the ground.

Their daggers are like the kiss of death in close combat; a flash of cold light is all it takes to finish off enemies who try to fight at close range.

"Phantom" Qi Liang had already laid deadly "candy" mines and booby traps along the enemy's possible retreat routes.

As some mercenaries who were lucky enough not to be killed immediately tried to escape or scatter to the flanks, the violent explosions and flashes of fire repeatedly dashed their hopes of survival.

The scales of war have tipped completely!

This was no longer a battle, but a one-sided, efficient, and ruthless massacre.

The Timberwolves' mercenaries were completely devastated.

They were facing incomprehensible monsters.

Those two high-speed snipers are devils; a casual flick of their guns can take a life.

That steel giant and heavy artilleryman were a nightmare; their firepower exceeded their wildest imaginations.

And those enemies that appear and disappear unpredictably in the smoke and on the flanks are like deadly ghosts.

They could even faintly hear the chillingly calm, brief instructions coming from the other party's communicator—

Each call meant that someone on their side had been "named" and executed.

This absolute sense of powerlessness and fear of the unknown quickly shattered the psychological defenses of these battle-hardened veterans.

Captain "Shura" hid behind a rock, watching through the observation mirror as his elite troops, whom he had personally trained and was so proud of, fell down in swathes like harvested wheat.

His prized Delta Force tactics and squad coordination appeared utterly pale and laughable in the face of the opponent's absolute strength, perfect teamwork, and cold efficiency that surpassed human limits.

That fluid and graceful aesthetic of killing sent chills down his spine.

"This...this is not a human army at all...Dragon Kingdom...when did Dragon Kingdom acquire such...war machines?!"

His faith and courage were utterly crushed.

Gunfire gradually subsided on the battlefield, and resistance became sporadic and desperate.

At that moment, he clearly heard a cold yet powerful declaration coming from the opposing camp:

"Soldiers of the Dragon Kingdom—'Judgment'!"

A gunshot rang out, and a mercenary leader who was trying to put up a last stand fell backward.

"The soldiers of the Dragon Kingdom—'Death'!"

Another shot rang out, and a commander who was hiding in the ruins, preparing to take a sniper shot, was accurately shot in the head.

"Soldiers of the Dragon Nation—'Beasts'!"

The rotary cannon roared briefly again, engulfing several mercenaries who had huddled together in a desperate attempt to put up a fight, along with their bunker.

"Soldiers of the Dragon Nation—'Tanks'!"

With an explosion, the last machine gun emplacement, still spewing fire, was sent flying into the air.

Each of these pronouncements was like a call to arms from the Grim Reaper—precise, irresistible, and imbued with absolute authority and overwhelming power.

Finally, when all members of the Dragon Return Squad, during a lull in the battle, let out a roar that shook the battlefield and contained unparalleled faith and power, as if making a vow:

"Dragon Nation Army! Dragon Return Squad! We'll annihilate you! Those who offend our Dragon Nation, no matter how far away, will be punished!!!"

This roar, like a final judgment, completely crushed the last pillar of support for the remaining members of the Timberwolves.

They are not fighting an army, but a group of incomprehensible war incarnations representing the sharpest blade of a rising power!

"Shura" looked around and saw that only a few people remained, each of them with a deathly pale face and unfocused eyes!

Seeing the Dragon Return members advancing steadily in the distance like unstoppable war gods, carrying out their final cleanup, his last trace of responsibility and honor as a commander vanished.

Overwhelmed by extreme fear, he made the only instinctive choice—

Abandoning all their teammates and equipment, like stray dogs, they took advantage of the final chaos and darkness to turn around and scramble and stumble into the darker and more complex ruins deep within the oil field, wanting only to get as far away from this terrifying "devil" force as possible.