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

Those two earth-shattering explosions in the Middle East were like Pandora's box being smashed open, releasing not only smoke and panic, but also a torrent of capital called "greed" that could devour everything!

In the West! In the financial district of a certain major power, the temple and arena of global capital, a battle more naked and brutal than any war is currently unfolding.

Those financial giants whose sense of smell is a hundred times sharper than that of deep-sea sharks, and the sovereign wealth fund giants who control the lifeline of a nation and can mobilize hundreds of billions of dollars at a time—

Almost before the thick smoke from the pipe explosion had dissipated, an extremely strong "bloody smell" could be detected!

Inside the trading hall, the sounds of ringing telephones, typing on keyboards, and desperate shouts blended into a frenzied symphony!

"Buy! Immediately! Right now! Go all in on crude oil and natural gas!!"

"Quick! Mobilize all available funds! Sell off all other assets! This is a once-in-a-decade, no, a once-in-fifty-years super bull market!!"

"The Middle East is in complete chaos! Energy supplies have been effectively disrupted! Prices will skyrocket! Even God can't stop it!!"

Panic, greed, the most primal desire for speculation...

Extreme emotions spread and intertwined among traders like a virus, eventually transforming into an even larger and more frenzied capital tsunami...

From every financial center in the world, they are pouring into the international crude oil and natural gas futures markets with unprecedented ferocity!

Buying orders accumulated like an avalanche, increasing exponentially!

Those short sellers who tried to bet on a price drop were crushed like paper dams in the face of this devastating torrent, and margin call alarms rang out one after another!

On the electronic trading screen, the curve representing rising prices no longer climbs slowly, but instead, like a rocket breaking free from Earth's gravity, it shoots straight up at an almost vertical, astonishing angle!

The blinding crimson on the screen, seemingly dyed with countless drops of blood and gold, accompanied by terrifying notifications of soaring trading volume, was frantically stimulating the nerves of every participant!

A conflict ignited by Zeng Long himself, sparked by the Middle East wars, and initially fueled by hundreds of billions of dollars in secret funds—

The financial super storm that ultimately triggered a global "frenzy" of capital has finally been completely detonated, entering the most violent, brutal, and also the most tempting harvesting phase!

Inside the command center on the top floor of Teng's headquarters, the air was so hot it seemed to be burning, filled with the acrid smell of money rapidly evaporating and multiplying, and the heavy smell of gunpowder from the frenzied clash and battle of intangible capital.

Zeng Long stood in front of the market data screen, calmly watching the price curve soar like a runaway horse, his face showing no surprise or greed.

He picked up an encrypted satellite phone and connected with Lin Xiaoya, who was at the Teng Corporation headquarters command center.

"Xiaoya," his voice was calm and even, a stark contrast to the madness on the screen!

"Listen, you and Anna, the time is almost here." He clearly gave the instruction:

"You only have three days after the country's maintenance personnel and peacekeeping forces officially arrive on the scene in the Middle East."

"Within three days, we will completely and cleanly close out all our long positions in the futures market! Not a single penny will be left!"

He paused, his tone carrying absolute control:

"Right now, financial giants from all sides are frantically pouring in, creating unprecedented buying pressure. This is the best, and last, opportunity for us to safely withdraw and sell at an all-time high price."

His gaze was profound, as if it could pierce through time and space, allowing him to see into the near future:

"Remember, natural gas pipelines must be repaired and gas supply restored within a week of the arrival of national personnel on site."

His tone carried an undeniable decisiveness, as well as a profound sense of principle:

"I cannot, and will never, allow ordinary people in Europe to fall into complete despair and panic. That would go against my original intentions and cross my bottom line. The nation will never allow such a thing to happen. Therefore, the repair speed will be faster than anyone imagines."

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He anticipated the next steps:

I estimate that around five days after the arrival of government personnel on site, the authorities will hold a press conference to give the world a solemn and unequivocal guarantee:

From arrival at the site to complete repairs, the entire process took only one week! This was done to stabilize public sentiment and deter the market.

His command was finally given, decisive and firm:

And you must seize this crucial information juncture, and as soon as prices begin to loosen and signs of panic selling appear, quickly establish short positions in the energy market!

As for the gold market, let's leave it for now. The profits from this energy storm are already enough for us to go home with a full load!

Just as global capital markets were in a frenzy due to the explosions in the Middle East, a "warm rescue" race against time had already begun in China!

At a secret military airfield, the night was torn apart by huge searchlights.

Ten massive strategic transport planes, painted with the insignia of the Chinese military, stood like ten silent steel behemoths, lined up on the runway.

Their fuselages are filled with massive amounts of infrastructure machinery, complete sets of specialized maintenance equipment, mountains of special pipe materials, and most importantly—

The most elite engineering troops and peacekeeping soldiers of the Dragon Kingdom!

There are no excessive rituals, only the most efficient actions.

"Set off!"

With a command given, the deafening roar of the massive engines tore through the silence of the sky.

One after another, transport planes taxied and lifted their heads, like roc breaking free from its shackles, piercing through the clouds and speeding toward the distant Middle East at top speed!

When this massive fleet landed smoothly at the designated airport in Country C, the cabin doors slowly opened, like the opening of a floodgate!

The first to emerge were the officers and soldiers of the engineering corps!

Dressed in uniform training gear, they moved swiftly and with strict discipline, assembling rapidly like a tide, their eyes resolute, carrying a determination to accomplish their mission.

Following closely behind, heavy-duty flatbed trailers carrying massive excavators, cranes, welding vehicles, and other heavy machinery arrived.

With a deep roar, it slowly drove down the hatch, its steel tracks and tires seemingly bearing the weight and responsibility of a mountain.

The peacekeeping soldiers, armed with standard weapons and wearing bulletproof vests, with eyes as sharp as eagles, quickly established a cordon around the airport. Their very presence is a symbol of safety and order.

Large quantities of pipeline repair materials and prefabricated components were efficiently transported out and piled up like mountains, demonstrating the terrifying industrial capacity and logistical support capabilities of the Dragon Kingdom.

The accompanying team of official Chinese media reporters had already set up equipment to transmit these breathtaking scenes live to the world via satellite!

What the camera captures is a torrent of steel, a sea of ​​people, and an orderly and efficient operation!

That overwhelming momentum didn't seem like they were going to carry out an emergency repair mission; it was more like an invincible steel army launching a resolute charge towards their target!

The reporter stood before the camera, his voice trembling slightly with excitement, yet he declared clearly and powerfully to the world:

Dear viewers!

We are now providing live coverage from the airport in Country C!

As you can see, behind me are the vanguard units of the four top engineering regiments dispatched by our Dragon Kingdom!

They brought more than fifty pieces of heavy machinery and a full set of repair equipment, and all the materials needed for the repairs have also been delivered!

"Our soldiers, disregarding fatigue, will travel day and night to the site of the pipeline explosion immediately, working around the clock to restore energy supply!"

The live broadcast followed the convoy deep into the desert, eventually arriving at the site of the pipeline explosion, where the air still carried a faint smell of gunpowder.

The footage was transmitted back, and the world was stunned!

In the vast and desolate desert, the massive explosion site is like a scar on the earth, shocking to behold, and also obscuring everything else.

However, around this scar, there is already a boiling ocean full of hope and power!

Dozens of heavy machines roared as they worked, their massive booms precisely lifting heavy pipe components.

Countless engineering soldiers from the Dragon Kingdom were busy working under the scorching sun. They shouted slogans, cooperated perfectly, and moved with astonishing speed.

The desert sun relentlessly baked the earth, and the temperature was frighteningly high.

Sweat had barely seeped from the soldiers' foreheads when it quickly mixed with the swirling dust, solidifying into streaks of mud on their faces, necks, and uniforms.

Many people were already drenched in sweat, their heavy training uniforms clinging tightly to their skin, making every movement feel exceptionally arduous.

Their faces were covered in sand and dust, making it almost impossible to see their original features. Only their eyes, despite being washed by wind, sand and sweat, still shone with a firm and focused light!

Not a single person backed down, and not a single person complained.

Under the scorching sun that could cause sunburn and in harsh conditions reaching tens of degrees Celsius, they performed their tasks with the efficiency of precision instruments.

The massive crane, like the eyes of God looking down upon the world, steadily and powerfully embeds the hope of restoration inch by inch into the wounds of the earth.

When these images were broadcast live to countless homes across Europe, where people were enduring the bitter cold and eagerly awaiting their return, countless people were instantly moved to tears!

The elderly people trembled as they made the sign of the cross on their chests, murmuring:

"God...this must be God's salvation...the savior from the East that you sent..."

The young people held each other's hands tightly, looking at the blurry faces on the screen as they fought against the sand and sweat, choked up and unable to speak, only tears flowing freely.

It was a profound feeling of being deeply moved and grateful when, in the depths of despair, one finally sees a strong helping hand reaching out!

Meanwhile, within the Dragon Kingdom, countless people watching on their screens were equally excited!

"Look! Those are our soldiers! Our engineering corps!"

"This is absolutely stunning! This is the speed and responsibility of the Chinese nation!"

"They've worked so hard! It makes me want to cry... We're so proud of our country! Our hearts aches for the soldiers!"

"I cried, I really cried... This is the demeanor of a great nation!"

An incredibly strong sense of national pride and honor, like molten lava, surges through the veins of every Chinese person!

At this moment, the strength of the nation is transformed into the concrete sweat, the roar of steel, and that warm promise that transcends continents.

A mighty torrent of steel, a testament to the responsibility of a great power, is writing a legend on this ancient land that will shake the world!

Amidst this emotion and awe, the undercurrents of capital quietly surged toward their predetermined direction.