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

Yuetingyuan, a large parking lot.

Zeng Long stood alone at the very front.

The hem of the black coat swayed slightly in the night breeze.

He looked up at the unfathomable night sky to the north.

There was no anger in his eyes, only a frozen, lifeless stillness.

Beneath that deathly silence lay the accumulating hellfire, powerful enough to incinerate everything.

Xiaoya, Yefeng, and Tiezhu followed behind him.

Then came Teng Ao, Yan Ruge, and all the staff of Tenggeting.

They all followed quietly behind Zeng Long, looking up at the night sky.

A military helicopter tore through the night sky and slowly landed in the large parking lot of Yuetingyuan.

The roar of the propellers woke up half the block.

Then one car after another sped by.

The sound of cars slamming on their brakes echoed throughout the room.

Fang Rong and Tang Long jumped out of the car, followed by more than a dozen capable young men in black combat uniforms.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, and their eyes were as sharp as eagles.

These are the elite of the training camp.

"Boss!" Fang Rong strode forward, "Everyone's here!"

Zeng Long nodded: "Boarding."

The hatch opened.

Zeng Long was the first to jump in, then turned to look at Tie Zhu.

Tiezhu was still looking up, gazing northward.

There were no tears on his face, only a cold, frozen stillness.

"Pillar," Zeng Long said, looking at him, "get on the plane."

Tie Zhu slowly turned his head and looked at Zeng Long for a long time.

Then, he grinned.

That smile sent a shiver down Zeng Long's spine.

"Boss," Tie Zhu's voice was calm, "Did my father... suffer greatly before he passed away?"

Zeng Long remained silent.

"Tell me," Tie Zhu stared at him, "what happened to my father in the end?"

Zeng Long closed his eyes.

The scene Li Weiguo described on the phone flashed through my mind—coughing up blood, screaming, smashing the wall, dying with his eyes wide open…

He opened his eyes, his voice hoarse: "Zhu Zi, we've waited for you..."

"Tell me!" Tie Zhu suddenly roared. His voice exploded in the night sky.

Zeng Long took a deep breath and slowly uttered two words: "It's terrible."

Tie Zhu swayed slightly. He nodded: "Good. Very good."

He turned and walked toward the helicopter. His silhouette, illuminated by the searchlight beam, resembled a volcano about to erupt.

Ye Feng, Xiao Ya, Fang Rong, Tang Long, and more than ten other members of the training camp followed closely toward the helicopter.

At this moment, Teng Ao had already made contact with the airport and was arranging his private jet. Beside him were Yan Rugo, Yan Hai, Ye Zhenkang and his wife, Lin Shucheng and his wife... as well as dozens of scions of prominent families and wealthy businessmen from the rich list.

Everyone remained silent.

Teng Ao looked at these people with a serious expression, "My private jet has been arranged."

His voice regained its usual calmness, but he spoke extremely quickly:

"We're taking off in two hours," we said, getting ready to get in the car and head to the airport.

Zeng Long stood at the cabin door, looking at them.

Looked for a long time.

Then he bowed deeply and said, "Thank you."

The cabin door closed. The helicopter took off.

Those entrepreneurs and company executives who were further back immediately contacted their vehicles and drivers, each urgently shouting, "Quick... quick, bring the cars over! We need to drive through the night!"

"Secretary Wang! Arrange a car immediately! Now! Right now!"

"Mr. Li, bring all the company's luxury cars over! Everyone, work overtime tonight!"

"Yes! To Shijia Gou Village! The Shijia Gou in Shibai Town!"

"Don't ask why! You have to be here by tomorrow morning!"

The sounds rose and fell.

Angry, impatient, determined.

One car after another turned on its headlights.

The roar of the engine echoed through the parking lot.

The convoy of cars drove out first—like an arrow pointing towards the airport.

Then came the motorcades of company executives—Rolls-Royces, Bentleys, Maybachs… These vehicles, which usually represent prestige, now formed a shimmering river of light under the night sky.

In the parking lot, a convoy of dozens of cars led by Teng Ao roared toward the airport.

In the parking lot, dozens of cars belonging to the company executives formed a convoy and roared towards Shibai Town—Shijiagou Village.

The two long convoys of cars resembled two angry torrents of steel.

Overseas, all members of Squad Zero received the highest order to assemble. Seeing the message from Xiaoya—"Tiezhu's father has been murdered, return immediately..."—each team member rushed to the airport.

The Hellfire Mercenary Group, including Baroque, Silent, and Xue Yan, also received Xiao Ya's message and quickly headed to the airport. All the team members, along with Baroque and the others, were in different locations, but all looked in the same direction—east! There was no anger, only a cold, deathly silence and overwhelming killing intent.

The murderous intent surged straight towards the Dragon Kingdom—Shijiagou Village.

Upon receiving the news, Anna immediately contacted her grandfather.

Ronnie hung up the phone and immediately contacted the relevant government agencies in China in his capacity as the head of the Ronnie family. He informed them that his granddaughter, Anna Ronnie, would be representing the Ronnie family on a business trip to Shijia Gou Village, Shibai Town, China, to attend the funeral.

"This is an official diplomatic trip for the Luo family." "Please ensure that the trip is not disrupted in any way."

Then... the Luo family's private jet, carrying eight bodyguards, tore through the night sky of America and flew at top speed to the capital international airport of China.

In Country C in the Middle East, at the highest military headquarters, an urgent telegram was delivered to the commander-in-chief.

After reading the telegram, the general, who had fought alongside Tie Zhu countless times on the battlefield, slammed his fist on the table!

"Pass on the order!"

His eyes were bloodshot:

"Prepare the special plane!"

"I want to go to the Dragon Kingdom myself!"

"Attending the funeral of the father of General Shi Tiezhu, Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the Chinese Military!"

He spoke slowly and deliberately:

"General Shi's family is the family of soldiers from our country C."

"Those who cause harm are the enemies of the entire army of Country C!"

Zeng Sheng, He Jing, and Zeng Lingyu sat in the car, their expressions serious and anxious as they looked out the window. The car was heading towards Beijing Airport; they were going to meet Teng Ao.

In the night sky, Zeng Long looked north through the porthole at that dark, silent land.

Helicopters crisscrossed the sky, the sound of their propellers echoing in the deathly silent night.

Filled with anger, hatred, and the anticipation of reunion, they flew towards Shijia Gou Village...