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

In Beijing, the lights in Li Weiguo's office were still on late at night.

His hand holding the phone trembled violently when he heard the last sentence of Chen Zheng's report.

The teacup slipped from his left hand.

“Pah!”

Porcelain shards splashed everywhere, and tea left dark stains on the ground.

His face turned pale instantly, his lips parted slightly, and his breath stopped for two seconds.

For the first time, fear appeared in those eyes that had weathered countless storms.

It's not fear of the enemy.

Rather, it was fear of the impending situation that he had absolutely no control over.

"Are you... sure?" Li Weiguo's voice was dry, like sandpaper scraping. Shi Tiezhu's biological father? "Shi Qinglie... is dead? He was... beaten... to death?"

On the other end of the phone, Chen Zheng's voice was laced with suppressed anger: "Confirmed. The body is on the kang (heated brick bed). His wife and daughter... are at the scene."

Li Weiguo closed his eyes.

Countless images flashed through my mind—

Tiezhu's deepest longing and expectation for home.

Zeng Long, with his hope and urgency, led Tie Zhu to search for his origins.

Zeng Long.

That man who is always calm and always in control—how would he view this?

What will all his squad members think?

They are all unsung heroes.

However, these heroes fought for their country and people, risking their lives for their country, in places unseen by the public.

His own loved one was beaten to death.

Moreover, he is Shi Tiezhu's father.

Shi Tiezhu's importance to the country cannot be measured by his status as a military champion or a hero.

He serves as a link maintaining the political, military, and economic alliance between the Dragon Kingdom and Middle Eastern Country C.

He is the war god of Country C in the Middle East, the steel beast that protects them.

Tie Zhu still holds the position of Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the Military Department of Country C in the Middle East.

Li Weiguo knew without a doubt that once Zeng Long and Tie Zhu learned the truth, they would be filled with endless hatred and boundless rage.

No one can stop them; in fact, anyone who tries to persuade them at this point will become their enemy.

And this—they!

This doesn't just refer to Zeng Long and Tie Zhu, but to all members of the Zero Squad, including the Hellfire Mercenary Group.

Thinking of this, Li Weiguo broke out in a cold sweat.

"The sky has fallen..."

Li Weiguo muttered to himself, a fine layer of cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Even his breathing became heavy.

He seemed to have already seen—

In Zeng Long's perpetually calm eyes, a flame of destruction ignited.

Tie Zhu's honest smile turned into a ferocious grin as he tore his enemy apart.

The entire Zero Squad, those warriors who crawled out of hell, will become a torrent of vengeance.

And then there's the Hellfire Mercenary Group—those war machines that have no borders, only slaughter.

"No one can stop them..." Li Weiguo shook his head bitterly. "Whoever tries to stop them is an enemy."

He suddenly opened his eyes.

His gaze sharpened again—since he couldn't stop it, he had to ensure that the matter was resolved within a controllable range!

"Chen Zheng!" Li Weiguo's voice suddenly rose, carrying an undeniable command, "Listen carefully—"

"I order you and Lu Xiao to provide full-scale protection for Shi Tiezhu's family!"

"No matter who we encounter or what forces we face, the first priority is—to ensure that his family suffers even the slightest harm!"

"If the mission fails..." Li Weiguo paused, then said, enunciating each word clearly, "he will be court-martialed!"

On the other end of the phone, Chen Zheng straightened his back and replied, "Yes!"

Li Weiguo took a deep breath and softened his tone: "Also... assist with the funeral arrangements for Shi Tiezhu's father."

"Standardize it to the highest standard."

"All expenses will be paid from my personal account."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

My hands are still shaking.

He needs higher-level support—now, immediately!

Li Weiguo grabbed the red secure phone and quickly pressed the buttons.

The few seconds it took to get the call connected felt like an eternity.

Finally, it's connected.

"Old Liu," Li Weiguo said, quickly recounting the whole story before the other party could speak.

Every word was like a stone, striking the silence on both ends of the phone.

When he finished speaking his last words—"Shi Qinglie is dead."

A long silence followed on the other end of the phone.

The only sounds were the faint hum of electricity and the heavy breathing of the two people.

ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

Thirty seconds.

finally--

"well……"

An aged sigh came from the receiver.

That sigh contained sorrow, anger, and a profound sense of powerlessness.

"Weiguo," Old Liu's voice was hoarse, "this matter... cannot be hidden, nor should it be hidden."

"I will report this to my superiors immediately."

"Before the orders from the inner palace arrive..." Old Liu paused, his tone suddenly turning stern, "You must ensure your men hold their ground!"

"Before my troops arrive—"

"Snapped!"

The sound of a hand slamming heavily on the table came from the other end of the phone.

"If anyone is so foolish as to dare disturb the hero's family..."

"Shoot first, then talk!"

The phone hangs up.

Li Weiguo slowly sat back in his chair, looking out the window at the myriad lights of the capital city.

He knew that tonight, the fate of many people would be changed.

Twenty minutes later.

Inner Palace, in a certain office.

An elderly man with gray hair sat behind a large desk, flipping through documents.

The confidential secretary knocked gently on the door, walked in quickly, and placed an urgent document on the table.

"Sir, Old Liu has made an urgent report."

The old man looked up and took the document.

His gaze moved across the paper.

It was calm at first.

Then, his brows furrowed slightly.

Then, her eyes slowly opened wider.

The fingers gripping the document began to tighten.

The paper was pinched into deep creases.

When I saw the words "Shi Qinglie was beaten to death"—

"Bang!"

The old man suddenly stood up and slammed his right hand hard on the table!

The teacup on the table jolted and rolled to the ground.

"Splash—!"

Porcelain shards shattered, and tea splashed everywhere.

The old man's chest heaved violently, and his face flushed red with anger.

A terrifying flame burned in those eyes that had seen it all.

"Bastard...bastard!!"

The voice was forced out through clenched teeth, carrying a thunderous rage.

He raised his head, looked at his secretary who was standing there dumbfounded, and said in a voice as cold as iron:

"Answer General Liu's call."

"Now!"

When General Liu answered the red internal phone line, his authoritative and authoritative voice rang out on the line.

General Liu, I am now giving you orders.

He was given full authority to oversee the case of the harm done to Comrade Shi Tiezhu's father and family.

The families of heroes must be protected and respected; their rights must not be violated.

Anyone or any force that harms them, regardless of who is involved.

Investigate this matter seriously!

No...forgive... anyone...!

Old Liu immediately stood up.

Speaking into the phone,

yes…!