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

Thus, in top-secret conference rooms of various power centers and intelligence agencies around the world.

In the brightly lit newsrooms of major international media giants, almost simultaneously, strikingly similar scenes unfolded:

An underground strategic intelligence analysis center of a major Western power.

On the huge electronic screen wall, the breathtaking battle video was playing silently.

The sniper in the video is like a ghost, weaving through a hail of bullets, each brief pause bringing a death sentence.

It was like a giant steel behemoth that had stepped out of a science fiction movie, carrying a rotary cannon and roaring wildly.

Those black figures, moving with the precision of instruments amidst the smoke and explosions, efficiently reaping lives...

All of this plunged the senior generals and intelligence officers present into a deathly silence.

The only sounds in the air were the low hum of the air conditioner and someone unconsciously swallowing saliva.

A fine layer of cold sweat beaded on the forehead of a three-star general. He subconsciously loosened his tightly buttoned collar, as if he were suffocating.

This is not any of the known special forces units listed in their database!

This completely exceeds their understanding of the limits of individual combat capabilities!

This is a monster! A perfect killing machine born solely for war!

Analyze immediately! Every frame! Every tactical maneuver! I need to know everything about this unit!

Their equipment, training, commanders...everything!

Finally, a general broke the silence with a hoarse voice, his tone filled with barely concealed horror.

The headquarters of the Federal Security Service in a certain northern country.

The ruthless descendants of the KGB stared intently at the screen, their eyes sharp as knives, trying to find any trace of forgery or exaggeration.

But the more they analyzed it, the more shocked and wary they became.

The fluid teamwork, the movement and shooting that surpassed the limits of human physiology, the cold and efficient killing power...

All of this proves the authenticity of the video and the terrifying power it represents.

"Swarth...our Alpha team...what are their chances of winning against them?"

A white-haired general muttered to himself, his voice so low that only he could hear it.

His fists clenched unconsciously, a primal wariness and... when facing greater power.

A hint of barely perceptible admiration.

European countries, Middle Eastern royal families, neighboring Asian countries...

All official institutions that received this "gift"—

A complex mix of extreme shock, deep fear, and intense curiosity permeated the air.

An emergency meeting was convened overnight, and analysis reports flooded the desks of top decision-makers.

"The Dragon Kingdom...when did they acquire such a terrifying military force without anyone noticing?!"

"The emergence of this force necessitates an immediate reassessment of China's global military projection capabilities and its resolve for regional intervention!"

"Ghost Guard... Dragon Return Squad... What do these codenames mean?"

A silent shock and a re-examination are rapidly spreading throughout the global power circles.

Almost without hesitation, all the major international media outlets that received the video, after a brief but intense internal debate—

They broadcast this video, which was destined to ignite global public opinion, as quickly as possible!

In order to grab the first bit of attention, their headlines became increasingly sensational and eye-catching:

"Ghosts Descend! Footage of China's Mysterious Force in Middle East Combat Revealed, Showcasing Overwhelming and Terrifying Power!"

Century Video: China Bares Its Strongest Fangs to the World! "Those Who Offend China, No Matter How Far Away, Will Be Punished!"

Warning to the World? Footage of the Chinese "Ghost Guard" Special Forces in combat leaked, their combat capabilities defy expectations!

Just as the video was triggering a massive global tsunami—

Zeng Long has been leading the Dragon Return Team, escorting 47 staff members whose emotions are gradually stabilizing and whose eyes are once again filled with hope.

Riding in simple, repaired all-terrain vehicles and captured, still-powered armed pickup trucks, a special convoy steadily headed toward the border of Country C.

Their convoy needed to traverse a sensitive border region with a complex situation and various armed groups vying for power.

A moving scene unfolded as the convoy approached a forward checkpoint of the Imperialist forces.

The Imperial Army soldiers in the outpost had clearly received an urgent report from their superiors (most likely due to strict orders from Jiang Tianhua and others), perhaps deeply shocked by the near-destructive and swift methods just displayed by the Dragon Return Squad.

All soldiers, whether on guard duty or resting behind cover—

They were still cleaning weapons when I saw soldiers in Chinese desert digital camouflage special operations uniforms, wearing helmets and masks, sitting in vehicles, covered in blood and dust—

Yet he still sat upright, exuding an imposing aura, radiating a chilling, murderous intent that seemed to emanate from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

As if electrocuted, they all spontaneously and quickly stood at attention.

No officer gave the order, but everyone's movements were perfectly synchronized, as if they had rehearsed countless times!

They raised their hands and gave the silent yet powerful convoy the most standard and solemn military salute they could muster!

Their eyes followed every passing vehicle intently, their expressions incredibly complex—

It is filled with the most primal awe of the strong and the shock of that overwhelming fighting power.

And a touch of indescribable, heartfelt admiration for the national power represented by the convoy.

The convoy drove by silently and resolutely, and the Longhui team members remained solemn inside their vehicles, maintaining the unique dignity of soldiers!

But their eyes met briefly through their masks or car windows with those saluting outside the vehicle—a silent, unspoken respect between the strong.

Not long after, the same scene, even more grand, took place in front of a Said armed camp.

Almost all of the Sai militia's soldiers were mobilized, spontaneously lining up on both sides of the road, with the procession stretching for nearly a hundred meters, as if they were receiving the highest level of inspection!

Their salutes were more forceful, their arms taut and their eyes more intense!

Because some of the mid-level officers may have received clearer instructions and were well aware of the terrifying nature and importance of this squad and the forces behind them.

The members of the Dragon Return Squad remained silent.

Zeng Long sat in the passenger seat of the lead car, looking out the window at the figures saluting in the desert wind, his eyes as deep as an ancient well.

He knew that this seemingly lofty respect was earned by the team members through blood, sweat, extraordinary willpower, and absolute strength.

It is the most direct and powerful manifestation of a nation's power extending overseas.

This scene was captured clearly by a small drone released by "Eagle" Fang Rong for surveillance and recording.

This video clip, titled "The Road to Triumph: A Salute in the Desert," along with the previously stunning battle video, was sent back to China and quickly spread across the global internet.

When the battle footage and the video of the retreat being met with a collective salute from hostile militants were simultaneously broadcast on the authoritative news channel of the Chinese national television station and major online platforms—

The entire nation was instantly engulfed in an unprecedented, boiling ocean of pride, excitement, passion, and tears!

Dragon Kingdom, General Staff Operations Conference Room.

The military leaders did not leave; they watched the entire unedited video of the battle, transmitted back by "Divine Sparrow" Lin Xiaoya!

From the tense, breathless anticipation of silent infiltration to the adrenaline-pumping excitement of a fierce assault—

Then there was the triumphant moment when facing enemy reinforcements several times their size, and the defensive counterattack that was a work of art!

When you see Zeng Long (Judgment), Shi Tiezhu (Beast), Ye Feng (Grim Reaper), and Guo Wei (Tank) —

When these veteran generals, who were used to seeing battles, saw their code names announced amidst a hail of bullets and the enemy fall to the ground, they were overwhelmed with emotion and could hardly contain themselves!

Finally, all the Dragon Return team members let out that earth-shattering roar, a roar brimming with iron will and unwavering belief in victory—

"Dragon Kingdom Army! Dragon Return Squad! We'll send you to your doom! Those who offend our Dragon Kingdom, no matter how far away, will be punished!"

That overwhelming, majestic, and all-crushing steel aura seemed to rush towards you through the screen!

All the veteran generals, including Elder Liu and Elder Zhang, could no longer contain their excitement and pride, and tears instantly filled their weathered eyes!

They all stood up in unison, their bodies ramrod straight, facing the screen—

Facing the young people on the screen who represent the newest generation of military spirit of the Dragon Kingdom, they solemnly and respectfully raised their right hands and gave the most standard military salute of their lives!

Silent, yet as heavy as a thousand pounds!

A room in an ordinary old residential area in a certain city.

An elderly man with white hair and a face full of wrinkles sat alone in the living room.

One of his sleeves was empty—

That was his right hand, lost many years ago in a war to defend his country.

His cloudy yet still clear eyes were fixed on the television screen.

When I saw the intense battle scenes and the fearless figures of the team members—

When I saw the shocking scene of the convoy being collectively saluted by armed men abroad—

The old man's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Tears welled up in his eyes like a burst dam, streaming down his deeply lined cheeks.

He covered his face tightly with his only remaining, calloused left hand, and let out suppressed sobs, like those of a wounded old beast.

His broken teeth clenched together, and he cried out with all his might:

My comrades...look...look carefully...our motherland is strong!

China is truly prosperous and strong! These are the soldiers of our nation! This is the kind of people we dreamed of protecting back then!

He struggled to his feet, his hunched and thin body trembling violently with excitement, yet he tried to straighten his spine, bent by years and war!

He raised his empty right sleeve, while his left mechanical arm assisted with difficulty but with unwavering determination, forming a very special yet perfectly standard military salute!

That "salute" without a hand seems to contain the power of a thousand troops and loyalty that transcends time and space!

In a spacious lecture hall at Kyoto University, the capital city.

The lecture was forced to stop, and the elderly professor on the podium pointed to the video playing on the projection screen, his voice trembling slightly with excitement:

Students!

Today, you are able to sit here safely to learn, seek knowledge, and pursue your dreams!

It is because of countless revolutionary martyrs who, with their steely bodies and spirit of sacrifice, have won this hard-won peace for us!

He pointed to the images of the Dragon Return team members on the screen, his tone extremely solemn:

And now, look at these most lovable people of the new era!

Look at their unwavering spirit!

Look at their loyalty and courage!

Look at their selfless sacrifice!

Like the martyrs of the past, they are protecting you with their lives and blood!

Protecting our country!

Protecting every inch of the land beneath your feet!

The old professor's eyes reddened, and his voice choked with emotion yet incredibly powerful:

During the years of war, they stepped forward and risked their lives!

In times of peace, we must remember their achievements and carry on their spirit!

Veterans are immortal, their heroic spirits live on forever—we will be grateful for their contributions and sacrifices for generations to come!

Nationwide, Dragon Kingdom Television's ratings instantly soared to an all-time high!

Major online platforms were overwhelmed and crashed one after another!

All social media, news apps, and video websites were completely—

"Dragon Returns Team"

"Ghost Guard"

"Those who offend our Dragon Kingdom, no matter how far away, will be punished."

"Salute to the Desert"

Related topics dominated the top ten of the trending search list.

With each refresh, millions of new posts and comments flood in!

The giant electronic screen in the street square was packed with pedestrians who stopped to watch!

They looked up, their blood boiling, tears welling in their eyes, and bursting into huge cheers and applause from time to time!

At school, students forgot about recess—

They all gathered around the classroom computers or their own mobile phones, exclaiming in surprise, marveling, and engaging in heated discussions!

In the office building, elite white-collar workers put down their busy work, gathered together, and excitedly discussed the details in the video, their faces beaming with unprecedented pride.

In an ordinary family, men, women, and children all sit around the television.

The housewives were wiping away their tears!

The elderly people excitedly reminisced about the past!

Even the middle-aged women who usually dance in the square gathered together, looking at the news on their phones, and proudly discussing, "Our country's army! It's so awesome!"

"That was amazing! It gave me goosebumps all over! I couldn't stop crying!"

"These are the soldiers of our Dragon Kingdom! An invincible army!"

"Ghost Guardians! Dragon Return Squad! From this day forward, I'm your die-hard fan!"

"Those scum dared to mess with us Chinese? They saw what happened to them! How impressive!"

"Did you see that? Those fierce militants are all saluting us! This is true national dignity! We can finally hold our heads high!"

"Long live the motherland! Long live the soldiers of the Dragon Kingdom! I am proud to be a citizen of the Dragon Kingdom!"

Pride! Excitement! Thrill! Pride! Sense of security!

A torrent of positive emotions swept across every corner of the Dragon Kingdom like a tsunami!

People feel incredibly proud and secure that their country possesses such a powerful and reliable military force!

I am deeply moved and impressed by the bravery and self-sacrifice of the Longhui team members!

I feel an unprecedented sense of security and pride in being a Chinese.

This "Ghost Guard" unit, which declared its existence with absolute dominance—

At this moment, it has transcended the military unit itself—

It has become the latest symbol of the Dragon Kingdom's national spirit, military strength, and national self-confidence.

It is deeply imprinted in the hearts of every Chinese person!

The dragon's might is awe-inspiring, shaking the world! The national spirit burns brightly, its fervor never ceasing!