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

The corridor of the VIP ward area in the General Hospital of the Military Region.

Zeng Linglong walked slowly to the middle of the corridor. Mountain Eagle, like an iron tower, was leading eight fully armed training team members in a tactical formation to block the passage leading to the ward area.

"Mountain Eagle".

Zeng Linglong's voice was very soft.

Mountain Eagle immediately turned around and stood at attention: "Chief Instructor!"

"Wait a moment, someone will be here."

Zeng Linglong's gaze calmly turned towards the elevator at the end of the corridor:

"No matter who comes or what documents they have."

"No one is allowed to approach the ward area within the ten-meter line."

"Dare to venture..."

His voice was completely flat:

"Handle it according to wartime regulations."

Then Zeng Linglong whispered a few words to Mountain Eagle!

The eagle's eyes suddenly sharpened like knives, and it nodded emphatically:

"clear!"

Zeng Linglong nodded slightly, said nothing more, turned and walked to the side, leaned against the wall, put his hands in the pockets of his hospital gown, and quietly looked in the direction of the elevator.

Like an audience member waiting for the show to begin...

Three minutes later.

"bite--"

The elevator arrival announcement sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silent corridor.

The elevator doors slid open.

Twelve men and women, dressed in different uniforms—dark blue ICAC uniforms, dark blue police uniforms, and prosecutor uniforms—with serious expressions, filed out.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with his hair parted in a side part, and a businesslike expression.

They walked briskly, with a clear goal in mind, heading straight for the ward area.

Then--

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

At the same time, the muzzles of eight dark Type 95 assault rifles were raised in unison!

Like eight steel gates, they instantly blocked their way!

A chilling killing intent, like a tangible cold wave, swept over us!

The entire investigation team suddenly stopped in their tracks!

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses at the head of the group changed his expression, forced himself to step forward, cleared his throat, and tried to project an air of authority:

"We are a joint investigation team from the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC), the public security bureau, and the procuratorate! We have been ordered to come here..."

"Back off!"

Before he could finish speaking, the mountain eagle let out a low roar like thunder, interrupting him!

He stepped forward, almost touching the nose of the man with the wire-rimmed glasses, his eyes fierce like a tiger ready to devour its prey.

"This area is now under military control!"

"Unauthorized entry—"

The eagle's voice suddenly rose in pitch, each word like a bullet:

"Treat them as enemy agents! Execute a military arrest!"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses was so frightened by the overwhelming murderous aura that he took a half step back, his glasses sliding down to the tip of his nose!

He hurriedly adjusted his glasses, his face flushed, both shocked and angry:

"You...which unit are you from?! How dare you obstruct official business?!"

"Which unit—you have no authority to know!"

The eagle's answer was simple and blunt, his spittle almost hitting the other person's face:

"All I can tell you is—we are special forces!"

"We're under orders to guard them! Important military personnel are inside!"

"Without the highest military order, not even the Heavenly King himself is allowed to enter!"

"you……!"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses was so angry his fingers trembled. Like a scholar encountering a soldier, reason was useless. He pointed at the mountain eagle:

"Fine! Fine! You want military orders, right?!"

"I'll make the call right now! I'll have the person who can give orders tell you personally!"

He pulled out his phone, frantically scrolled through his contacts, and then dialed a number.

The call was answered quickly.

As if grasping at a straw, the man with the gold-rimmed glasses immediately spoke into the microphone, recounting the situation in the fastest possible speed and with the most aggrieved tone.

The key point was emphasized: "The other party is a soldier! They're being unreasonable and domineering! Obstructing official business! They demand military orders!"

On the other end of the phone came a strong, clear male voice, barely suppressing his anger.

Liu Changhua, the commander of the Beijing Military Sub-district, is the younger brother of Liu Xingguang.

He already knew his family was in dire straits and was seething with anger. When he received news that his own people (the investigation team he had tacitly approved) had been stopped, it only added fuel to the fire.

"Give the phone to that soldier!"

Liu Changhua's voice came through the receiver, carrying an unquestionable commanding tone.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses, as if he had received a royal decree, regained his arrogant expression and handed the phone to Mountain Eagle:

"Here you are! Commander Liu Changhua's phone number from the Beijing Military Sub-district!"

"Didn't you want military orders?"

"Is Commander Liu's order qualified?!"

Mountain Eagle glanced at the phone without even lifting his eyelids.

Both hands still gripped the steel gun tightly, the muzzle drooping slightly, but the fingers rested steadily on the trigger guard.

"I don't know any Commander Liu."

His voice was so calm, as if he were simply saying that the weather was nice today:

"I've never heard his voice before."

"Who knows... if you just found someone to impersonate you?"

"you--!!!"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses almost spat out a mouthful of blood!

His finger trembled as he pointed at the mountain eagle, so angry he could barely speak!

Liu Changhua, on the other end of the phone, had obviously heard what Shanying said.

A clear "crack" sound, like something being crushed (probably a pen), came from the receiver, followed by a suppressed growl:

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Which unit are you from?! Your unit number! Your name!"

The eagle grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, as it pointed towards the phone.

"Military secret."

Four words were casually tossed over.

"puff--!"

On the other end of the phone, Liu Changhua was probably furious.

After a brief silence, Liu Changhua's voice emerged, each word almost uttered through clenched teeth:

"Fine! You've got guts!"

"In my capacity as commander of the military sub-district, I hereby issue this written order immediately! Affix the official seal!"

"Let's see how you... stop me now!"

"Snapped!"

The phone was abruptly hung up.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses put away his phone, his face regaining its arrogant "you just wait and see" expression, and sneered at the mountain eagle:

"Did you hear that? Commander Liu, issue the official order immediately!"

"Once the documents arrive... let's see what you common soldiers can do to stop us!"

He could almost see the scene of Mountain Eagle and the others bowing their heads to make way, while he walked in with his head held high to arrest people.

The mountain eagle remained silent.

But the smile on his lips became even more pronounced, and his eyes even held a hint of...

mercy.

It's like watching a group of idiots excitedly lining up to jump into a fire pit.

Zeng Linglong, who had been leaning against the wall "watching the show," now had a faint, cold smile on his lips.

He shook his head slightly, as if sighing.

It's a pity about these people...

Utterly foolish.