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

Mountain Eagle stood there, watching the instructors' frantic retreating figures, and recalled the head instructor's upright, pine-like figure, his deep and wise eyes, and the kindness he had shown in leading them through hell to rebuild their souls...

He gritted his teeth and his cheek muscles bulged out!

He turned around and, facing the five hundred trainees behind him who also had complex expressions, were still in shock, but whose blood was also boiling from what had just happened, he shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Brothers—!!"

"Something must have happened to the head instructor—!!"

"The instructors are going to rescue him!"

His eyes were red, and he waved his arms:

"The head instructor... is our war god! He's the one who led us out of hell!"

"If anything happens to him... we should go!"

"It's a man's—!"

"Come with me—!!!"

"Walk--!!"

"Go with the instructors!!"

"Save the Chief Instructor!!"

Mountain Eagle's words were like igniting a powder keg!

Five hundred young warriors, who had just undergone the trials of hell and were filled with fervent worship and gratitude towards Zeng Linglong, suddenly erupted with passion and valor!

Fear was temporarily suppressed, replaced by a shared sense of anger and determination!

Five hundred people, like a flood bursting its banks, followed the mountain eagle and surged wildly toward the base's training ground!

A dedicated helipad next to the base's playground.

An armed transport helicopter, painted in dark gray camouflage and with its rotors already slowly turning, roared like a steel behemoth poised to pounce.

Lin Xiaoya was already standing by the cabin door.

She carried a tactical backpack, gripped a tablet tightly in her hand, and her face was expressionless, only a frozen stillness. But beneath that stillness lay a volcano about to erupt.

Ye Feng, Tie Zhu, and the other eleven people, like eleven black lightning bolts, rushed to the front of the helipad at an astonishing speed and stopped in front of Xiao Ya.

There was no verbal communication.

Only in the exchange of glances could that equally cold, insane, and deathly light be silently transmitted.

Xiaoya's gaze swept over everyone, confirming that everyone was present.

Her lips moved slightly, uttering two words as cold as iron:

"Boarding."

The eleven people moved with ghostly speed, without any unnecessary movements, and quickly boarded the helicopter one by one.

The atmosphere inside the cabin was as oppressive as an iron coffin, with only heavy, suppressed breathing and the slight metallic clanging of weapons during inspections.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the dark night sky outside the cabin, as if they wanted to pierce through the distance and immediately descend to the leader's side.

Just then—

"Instructor—!!!"

The Mountain Eagle, leading a massive group of five hundred fully armed training participants, panting but maintaining perfect formation, rushed to the edge of the tarmac!

Mountain Eagle rushed up to Ye Feng, who was preparing to board the plane. His chest heaved violently from running and excitement, but he straightened his back and shouted:

"Instructor!"

"Tell us... has something happened to the head instructor?!"

"We... are not the special forces members you envision..."

His gaze swept over the team members behind him, whose eyes were equally determined.

"But at least... we're comrades-in-arms!"

"The head instructor...is our war god!"

"If anything happens to him... we should go!"

He looked directly into Ye Feng's lifeless eyes, mustering all his courage:

"We hope the instructors... will tell us the truth!"

Ye Feng's feet had already stepped onto the helicopter's gangway.

Upon hearing the mountain eagle's words, he abruptly stopped in his tracks.

He turned around with extreme stiffness.

At this moment, he no longer had any military constraints or rational considerations.

With only one thought in his mind, he had to get to Shangyi Residence and his boss as fast as possible! Even if it meant facing mountains of knives and seas of fire, or a million enemy troops, he had to fight his way through!

His deathly cold gaze swept over the mountain eagle, and then over the five hundred young, tense, yet resolute faces behind him.

Then, his gaze fell on the other three helicopters next to him.

He raised his hand and pointed to the three helicopters.

His voice was hoarse, devoid of any emotion, yet carrying an undeniable, almost destructive resolve:

"The capital city..."

"Shangyi Residence Clubhouse".

"this time……"

"I'll take you...to witness the real battle."

"Weapons... you already have them."

He glanced at the mountain eagle one last time and uttered two words:

"Set off."

After saying that, he didn't linger any longer, turned around, and stepped into the helicopter cabin.

Tie Zhu and the others followed suit without hesitation and boarded the plane.

"Instructor Number Two! This...this is against the rules!"

Upon seeing this, a duty officer from the base rushed over to try and stop them.

"These trainees are not allowed to leave the camp without orders, let alone carry live ammunition to participate in any unauthorized operations! We need to request permission from our superiors..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Ye Feng, who had already stepped into the cabin, suddenly turned around!

Those eyes, as lifeless as ancient ice yet burning with the flames of destruction, were like two poisoned ice spikes, fiercely and emotionlessly nailed to the officer's face!

The officer was stung by that gaze, and the words he was about to say caught in his throat. His back was instantly soaked with cold sweat!

"us……"

Ye Feng's voice carried an overwhelming madness and domineering power.

We need to hurry.

He spoke slowly and deliberately:

"I am the instructor here."

"All actions..."

"It's up to me."

"Get out of the way."

The last two words, though light and airy, carried the weight of a mountain and a chilling killing intent!

The officer opened his mouth, but under Ye Feng's emotionless gaze, which seemed to tear him and the world apart at any moment, he ultimately didn't dare to utter a single word and subconsciously took half a step back.

Ye Feng stopped looking at him and slammed the helicopter door shut.

"take off--!!!"

Inside the cabin, Ye Feng's hoarse and furious roar echoed!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The helicopter carrying twelve completely insane members of the Dragon Return Squad instantly pushed its rotor speed to the limit, creating a violent hurricane, and fiercely rose into the air, like an enraged black giant eagle, tearing through the night sky of the base, and speeding towards the capital at maximum speed!

Immediately afterwards—

The other three transport helicopters were quickly filled with 500 trainees, but each helicopter could only carry a maximum of about 35 people, so most of them were unable to board.

"Quick! Get in the car! Drive there! Follow the instructor!" Mountain Eagle yelled at the team members who hadn't been able to board the plane.

On the ground, dozens of military jeeps and trucks were quickly started, carrying the remaining team members, and rushed out of the base gate like an iron torrent, speeding along the mountain road towards the capital!

Almost at the same time.

The Zeng family's old residence.

Grandpa Zeng Xu had not yet rested, and the red light on the secure communication device in his study was flashing.

He picked up the receiver, and came through the weak, urgent, yet resolute report and distress signal from Zeng Linglong's bodyguard.

"Bang—!!"

The old man slammed his sandalwood cane onto the hard granite floor with a dull, thunderous thud! Even tiny cracks appeared on the cane!

The old man's eyes, weathered by time and insightful about the world, suddenly burst forth with a terrifying glint and boundless fury, like an ancient lion awakening!

"Great...very good!"

His voice was deep and slow, yet it carried a terrifying pressure, like the calm before a storm.

He immediately picked up another red dedicated line phone, his fingers trembling slightly with anger, yet he dialed several numbers with unwavering composure.

"I am Zeng Xu."

His voice, transmitted via radio waves, reached the Beijing Guard Company, his son Zeng Sheng, and his former subordinate General Liu…

"Order--"

"Dispatch troops to the Shangyi Residence area as quickly as possible!"

"If my grandson Zeng Linglong... suffers even the slightest harm..."

The old man's voice suddenly rose, filled with murderous intent:

"Military control will be implemented within a three-kilometer radius of the Shangyiju area!"

"Not a single mouse—must be spared!"

"Execute immediately!"

Zeng Sheng was awakened from his sleep by an emergency communication. Upon hearing the news that his son had been attacked, this usually calm and composed middle-aged general instantly sprang out of bed, his face ashen and his eyes bloodshot!

As he quickly put on his military uniform, he issued a series of menacing orders to his direct subordinates through the communicator.

"Bring me the fastest car! To Shangyi Residence!" he yelled at the guard, then rushed out of the bedroom.

When General Liu received Zeng Xu's call in his office and heard the words "Zeng Linglong was assassinated at Shangyi Residence," he smashed the teacup in his hand on the ground with a "crack"!

He suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing with a fierce and violent light, like a tiger that had been provoked!

He immediately contacted the person in charge of the mountain forest base, wanting to notify Ye Feng and others to go and provide reinforcements.

The reply he received surprised him: "Sir, the instructors... have already left under the guidance of the armed helicopters! And... the other five hundred training team members went with them!"

Old Liu held the microphone and remained silent for two seconds.

Then, he sighed softly and deeply.

he knows.

The Dragon Return Squad... must be crazy.

Those team members who went along... were probably not just there to help, but also to witness, experience, and undergo a complete transformation.

"Alright..."

He spoke into the microphone, his voice tinged with weariness, yet all the more resolute.

Tell them...

"Just go for it!"

"Even if the sky falls... I'll hold it up for them!"

The news, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirred up a thousand waves!

It spread like wildfire among the major families, powerful institutions, and influential organizations in the capital at an alarming rate!

Grandpa Yan knows, Grandpa Teng knows, and all the family members and staff who participated in Zeng Linglong's comeback banquet tonight know!

Shock! Horrification! Anger! Tension!

Someone slammed their fist on the table and stood up, angrily denouncing the lawlessness!

Some people were terrified, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire!

Some people secretly sneered, anticipating a good show!

Many others acted swiftly, gathering details and assessing the wind direction...

At this moment, beneath the seemingly calm night sky, the entire capital city was already... turbulent undercurrents, and a storm was brewing!

Four armed helicopters, like four black swords of revenge, are piercing the night sky and flying at full speed toward the battlefield fraught with danger.

On the ground, a torrent of iron rolled.

In the air, eagles soar through the sky.

A bloody storm, ignited by Zeng Linglong's attack and sweeping across the entire capital, has... completely begun!