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

Mountain and forest base, combat command center.

On the giant screen, a split-screen display showed five hundred "rookie" team members conducting high-intensity, fully armed, forced march and infiltration training in a mountainous night environment. The data stream rolled silently, the atmosphere tense.

Lin Xiaoya stood in front of the central control console, arms crossed, her gaze calmly sweeping across the various screens as she assessed the team members' performance.

"Buzz—!! Buzz—!! Buzz—!!!"

A rapid, sharp sound, like a buzzing alarm, suddenly burst from the top-secret communication device she carried close to her body!

The sound was piercing and unsettling in the relatively quiet operations room!

All the information soldiers instinctively looked up, staring in astonishment.

Xiaoya's expression changed drastically within a fraction of a second of hearing that voice!

She swiftly pulled the black encrypted communicator from the inside of her tactical vest.

The screen lit up, displaying only a single line of glaring red code and a brief message following it:

[Supreme Rallying Order]

Content: The boss has been attacked, located in Shangyi Residence, Beijing. His life hangs in the balance. Quick help needed.

"Buzz—!!!"

It felt as if a tangible, absolute zero cold wave had exploded outwards from Lin Xiaoya, sweeping through the entire operations room!

All the information soldiers felt a cold, sharp, and oppressive killing intent, like an ice pick piercing their bones, making it difficult for them to breathe and causing their scalps to tingle!

Lin Xiaoya's eyes, which were usually bright and sharp, and occasionally held a sly smile, were now completely frozen as if by eternal ice!

Deep within his pupils, there was no longer any human emotion, only the purest, soul-freezing coldness and... a violent, piercing desire that seemed to want to tear everything in front of him apart!

She stared intently at the words, her eyes so sharp it seemed she wanted to freeze, pierce, and crush the communicator screen along with the enemy behind it!

"you--"

Xiaoya suddenly turned her head, her gaze like two icicles, fixed on the face of the nearest information soldier.

Her voice was dry, with a cold, penetrating quality like metal scraping against metal; each word sounded like shards of ice squeezed from between her teeth.

"Quickly notify the helicopter pilot..."

"Prepare for takeoff immediately!"

"Immediately! Right now!"

The information soldier was startled by the coldness and madness in her eyes, and sprang up reflexively: "Yes!" He turned and ran wildly outside!

Xiaoya didn't even wait for him to run out the door before she pressed the communication button on her headset.

Her voice, transmitted through the internal channel, rang out like a chilling death knell in the headphones of all the Dragon Return team members:

"Supreme Assembly Order—!!!"

"The boss has been attacked—!!"

"Life or death hangs in the balance—!!"

"All team members—!!"

"At top speed—!!"

"Fully armed—!!"

"Assemble on the playground—!!"

"Immediately! Right now!!!"

The instruction has been issued.

Xiaoya suddenly gripped the communicator tightly in her palm, as if she wanted to crush it!

Her chest heaved violently like a bellows, and the veins on her fair neck and arms bulged out like twisted venomous snakes!

"Boss..."

She bit her lower lip hard until she tasted the sweet, metallic taste of blood, and squeezed out broken, trembling whispers from deep in her throat.

"You must...hold on..."

The next second, the slight tremor in her eyes was completely replaced by a more violent and ferocious chill and killing intent!

"How dare I hurt you..."

She looked up abruptly, her eyes like those of a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey, her voice like the chilling winds of hell:

"The person who attacked you..."

"They all must die!!!"

Before she finished speaking, she had already turned around like a cheetah, grabbed the tactical tablet computer on the control panel, and without even glancing at the silent information soldiers around her, she strode towards the command center door and ran at full speed!

The hem of her combat suit fluttered behind her as she transformed into a black lightning bolt carrying an endless ice storm, rushing towards the base's helipad!

Almost at the same instant Xiaoya's rallying cry rang out through her earpiece—

In the mountains and forests, all the members of the Dragon Return Squad, no matter what they were doing, were frozen in place!

immediately--

"boom--!!!"

A surge of suppressed rage, then erupting in a frenzy of killing intent—

And a terrifying aura of extreme fear, on the verge of a certain faith collapsing, surged from each of them!

Ye Feng is currently instructing 500 trainees on tracking and counter-tracking techniques.

Upon hearing the news, he froze completely.

Then, he turned around very slowly.

The usual deathly calm on his face vanished completely.

Instead, there was a chilling atmosphere, as if it were blowing from the deepest part of the tomb, carrying the scent of decay and death.

His eyes were vacant, yet they seemed to burn with a ghostly green flame, like a fire from hell.

The murderous aura emanating from him caused the training team members who were nearby to chatter uncontrollably, as if they had seen the Grim Reaper walking among men.

Tie Zhu was carrying his iconic modified Vulcan cannon, demonstrating its firepower.

Upon hearing the news, his massive body trembled violently!

The knuckles of my fingers gripping the handle made a cracking, teeth-grinding sound!

He turned around slowly, as if mechanically.

Those usually honest and simple eyes were now wide open like copper bells, the whites of their eyes instantly filled with ferocious blood vessels, their pupils contracted to pinpoints, and surging with the most primal and savage beastly light!

A low, terrifying "hoarse" sound emanated from its throat, like a wounded ancient beast preparing for a desperate fight.

His muscles were bulging, stretching his combat suit so tight it looked like it was about to burst. He seemed to have transformed into a steel tyrannosaurus that was about to lose everything and go into absolute madness!

Fang Rong, Tang Long, Jiang Tianhua, Qi Liang... all members of the Dragon Return Squad!

Every single one of them!

The moment I heard the words "The boss has been attacked and is on the verge of death!"

The string of reason snapped completely!

The light of humanity has been completely extinguished!

They are no longer the battle-hardened elites of the Dragon Return Squad.

No longer the sharpest blade under Zeng Linglong's command.

They became—

A ferocious beast that has gone completely mad after its only sore spot has been touched!

A killing machine stripped of its soul and left only with the instinct to destroy!

A madman who crawled out from the deepest part of hell, existing solely for revenge!

Brutal, insane, bloodthirsty, emotionless, and filled with the purest desire for destruction, emanated, intertwined, and surged from each of them without restraint!

It was as if twelve prehistoric beasts, enraged at the same time, were roaring silently at the sky from different corners of the base!

This overwhelming, almost tangible, frenzied aura instantly instilled in all five hundred trainees in the forest an uncontrollable fear and tremor from the depths of their souls!

They stared in terror at the instructors, their eyes now unfocused yet gleaming with an intense ferocity, their expressions twisted like demons, their aura so violent it seemed they could tear everything in their path apart…

strangeness!

terror!

This is absolutely not how humans should behave!

Ye Feng slowly walked towards Tie Zhu, Jiang Tianhua, and the others, whose auras were equally violent.

His voice was hoarse, dry, and eerily calm, yet more chilling than any roar:

"if……"

"Boss...suffered a slight injury..."

"I want……"

He spoke slowly and deliberately, as if reading a judgment from hell:

"Kill...everyone and all those involved in this."

"Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free."

This statement was made without the slightest hesitation or rationality.

Only the purest, most frenzied, all-consuming determination.

Correct!

Totally crazy!

At this moment, Ye Feng is a death god devoid of any reason, existing solely to protect his boss and the brothers around him!

"kill--!!!"

"kill--!!!"

"kill--!!!"

Tie Zhu, Jiang Tianhua, Qi Liang, Tang Long... all the members of the Dragon Return team simultaneously let out a low and violent roar, like the howl of a trapped beast!

A murderous intent soared to the heavens! A frenzied, chaotic dance ensued!

The surrounding trainees were so frightened that their faces turned pale, their legs went weak, and they retreated uncontrollably, as if they would be torn apart by this insane killing intent if they took a step closer!

Ye Feng gave a cold glance to the terrified training team members.

"Training is over."

His voice was flat.

"You...return to base immediately to rest and regroup."

After saying that, he stopped looking at them and waved to Tie Zhu and the others: "Let's go."

The group turned around and were about to sprint toward the base's training ground.

"Teach...instructor!!!"

A voice, visibly nervous and stuttering, yet brimming with courage, rang out from among the training team members.

The mountain eagle gritted its teeth, braced itself, and took a step forward.

His face was also a little pale, but his eyes, besides fear, showed more anxiety and determination.

"You...you guys...what...what happened?"

His voice trembled.

"What... happened?"

He took a deep breath, trying to make his words coherent:

"I heard you just say... your boss is... in danger..."

He raised his head, his gaze fixed on Ye Feng's cold, lifeless profile:

"Is...is it...the head instructor?"

Ye Feng, who was about to take a step, suddenly stopped.

He turned around abruptly.

Those lifeless, cold eyes fell on the mountain eagle's face without any warmth.

That gaze made the mountain eagle feel as if it had been stripped naked and thrown into the Siberian ice field, its blood freezing.

"I shouldn't have asked..."

"Something I shouldn't know..."

"Don't ask."

He glanced at the mountain eagle one last time, his eyes offering no room for explanation, only endless coldness and an impending burst of madness.

Then, he turned abruptly and growled at Tie Zhu and the others, "Quick!"

The eleven people, like eleven ferocious beasts going berserk, burst forth with unprecedented speed towards the base's training ground!