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

Zeng Linglong's VIP ward at the General Hospital of the Military Region.

The atmosphere was so heavy it seemed like it could drip water.

Grandpa Zeng Rong stood by the window, leaning on his cane, his back as imposing as a mountain.

Zeng Yong, Zeng Sheng, Zeng Ting, Zeng Ling, He Jing, Zeng Lingyu... most of the core members of the Zeng family were present.

On everyone's face was written anger, worry, and a hint of... impending ruthlessness.

Grandpa Zeng slowly turned around, his gaze sharp as torches, and looked at his grandson on the hospital bed—whose eyes were as sharp as knives.

"Little Dragon".

His voice trembled slightly with suppressed anger:

"In other words, your attack this time... was not only a result of Wu's army working together from within."

"It also involves... being switched at birth eighteen years ago?"

Zeng Linglong nodded slowly:

"right."

"Xiaoya discovered keywords such as 'eighteen years ago,' 'switch,' and 'target elimination' in the encrypted messages left on Wu Jun's phone. Logically, this makes perfect sense when combined with the fact that the Zhou organization is the mastermind behind it all."

"Otherwise, I have no grudge against him, so why would he take such a great risk, colluding with foreign powers to plan this deadly attack?"

He paused, his logic as clear as a surgical scalpel:

"Logically speaking—as soon as I returned to the family, he couldn't wait to make his move."

"This only shows that my return has touched a nerve with him, or the most sensitive nerve of the 'Cosmic Organization' behind him."

"It proves that I am the baby who should have 'disappeared' eighteen years ago."

The ward was deathly silent.

Only heavy breathing could be heard.

Zeng Linglong slowly stood up from his hospital bed.

His figure was as steady as a rock.

He walked to the center of the room, his eyes deep and unfathomable, as if piercing through the mists of time and space:

"I doubt……"

"The original intention of the Zhou Organization and Wu Jun in that switch eighteen years ago was to make me disappear completely."

"But those who carried out the mission... perhaps thought, 'Why bother getting your hands dirty with blood when a newborn baby would freeze to death in half an hour if left in a cold, smelly, remote garbage dump in the dead of night?'"

"then……"

His voice trembled slightly from the extreme coldness:

"They just tossed it away."

"If Baroque hadn't happened to be passing by on a mission that night..."

"I have long since become an unclaimed frozen infant corpse."

"Bang--!!!"

Grandpa Zeng slammed his cane hard into the ground!

The floor tiles are cracked!

Zeng Sheng's eyes were bloodshot, and his fists were clenched so tightly they cracked!

He Jing covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face, her body swaying precariously, but Zeng Lingyu held her firmly.

Zeng Yong, Zeng Ting, Zeng Ling... everyone's eyes blazed with overwhelming killing intent!

Zeng Linglong remained calm, the calm most terrifying on the sea before the storm.

"Therefore, Wu Jun, the Zhou Organization... I will not let any of them go."

"Including the Wu family."

His gaze slowly swept over each family member:

"I don't care whether the Wu family was directly involved or not."

"But without the Wu family's backing, how could Wu Jun, all alone, have accomplished such a meticulous switch right under your nose, Grandpa, and under the watchful eyes of the Zeng family?"

His voice suddenly turned stern:

"All the medical staff who had contact with me back then mysteriously disappeared afterward, and there has been no news of them since!"

"To get so many people to risk their lives to cooperate, and then to completely disappear from the capital afterwards..."

"The Cosmic Organization can't do it, and Wu Jun alone—can't do it either!"

The ward was deathly silent.

There was only the sound of heavy breathing and the buzzing of blood rushing to the head.

Zeng Linglong looked at his father, Zeng Sheng: "Dad, General Liu told me that twenty years ago, when you were on a mission overseas, you assassinated a key member of the Zhou Organization, but the leader escaped. Do you remember this?"

Zeng Sheng frowned and pondered.

Grandpa Zeng spoke at this moment, his voice aged yet clear:

"Sheng'er, what Xiaolong said is a top military secret."

"It was only after your mission that the military discovered that the enemy was the 'Cosmic Organization'."

Zeng Sheng suddenly realized, his eyes sharpening:

"I remember now! I sniped a key target with an East Asian appearance that time!"

Zeng Linglong immediately pressed for an answer:

"Dad, General Liu said that one of the leaders escaped. Do you remember him?"

Zeng Sheng closed his eyes and tried hard to recall.

Five seconds later, he slowly shook his head, with regret:

"At the time... he only flashed by in the sniper scope."

"It was twenty years ago again... my memory is very vague."

"I only remember... that he had an East Asian face."

Zeng Linglong also closed his eyes.

His brain was working frantically, and countless fragments of clues were flying and colliding like pieces of paper in a storm!

Wu Jun, the Zhou organization, the switch, the East Asian face killed by the father, the escaped leader, the old grudge from twenty years ago...

Why would Wu Jun, the third-generation leader of a top-tier wealthy family in China, risk serving the Zhou Organization?

Why would the mysterious organization, the Cosmic Organization, switch me out—so that I would be viciously eliminated from birth?

He must piece these fragments together into a complete, blood-stained web of conspiracy!

suddenly!

He suddenly opened his eyes!

Two cold beams of light shot out from his eyes, seemingly capable of piercing through all the fog!

"I've remembered a guess I made before!"

All eyes instantly focused on his face.

Zeng Linglong's voice quickened slightly with excitement:

"Instead of killing me directly, they chose to use a more complex and dangerous switcheroo in a heavily guarded hospital..."

"There must be a deeper purpose behind this!"

He looked around at everyone and spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Grandpa, Dad, all the elders, please think about it—"

"If back then, that 'fake' that was switched into the Zeng family... had never been discovered."

"If you continue to nurture him, cherish him, and place high hopes on him as 'Zeng Linglong'..."

"What will the consequences be?"

brush--!!

The temperature in the ward plummeted!

Everyone's face turned deathly pale instantly!

Cold sweat seeped from Zeng Sheng and Zeng Yong's foreheads!

Zeng Ting and Zeng Ling covered their mouths, their eyes filled with lingering fear and terror!

They are not fools.

Following Zeng Linglong's suggestion, let's think further—

That "fake" was either secretly manipulated by Wu Jun and the Zhou organization to gradually "take control" of the Zeng family, becoming a poisonous nail stuck in the highest levels of the military!

Alternatively, they could be deliberately raised to be useless and harmful, squandering the Zeng family's resources, ruining the Zeng family's reputation, and dragging the loyal Zeng family into the abyss, resulting in their complete disgrace!

Regardless of the outcome...

Ultimately, the beneficiaries are all from the Wu family! All from Wu Jun! All from the organization hidden behind the scenes—the Zhou Organization!

The only outcome for the Zeng family was an abyss of no return!

"hiss--!!!"

A collective gasp filled the air!

The Zeng family members all turned pale, their backs instantly soaked with cold sweat!

How vicious his heart is! How deep his schemes are! How far-reaching his plans are!

It's absolutely chilling!

"His intentions...deserve to be condemned!!!"

Grandpa Zeng squeezed out four words through gritted teeth, his aged body trembling slightly with rage, and he slammed his cane heavily on the ground!

"so……"

The old man slowly stood up, his aged body now as straight as a pine tree, radiating an immense aura of power.

"The Zhou Organization and Wu Jun are no benevolent individuals. This isn't a simple collusion of interests; behind it lies a deep-seated hatred that we may not yet fully understand!"

"They either want to indirectly control the Zeng family by controlling the 'counterfeit goods'."

"Either way, they want to completely destroy the Zeng family by controlling the 'counterfeit goods'."

"Regardless of the type, the shadow of the Cosmic Organization is behind them."

Old Master Zeng had sharp eyes:

"Based on this inference, the other party is either motivated by profit or by... blood feud."

"Interests are easy to understand. The Wu family and the Zhou organization want to infiltrate the military and seize resources."

"And the blood feud..."

His gaze turned to his son, Zeng Sheng:

"Considering Sheng'er's mission twenty years ago, the truth might lie here..."