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.

Time seemed to stretch out, each second steeped in the cold, metallic smell.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses, who led the investigation team, finally received the "imperial sword" he had been waiting for.

A soldier jogged over and brought a sealed document bag.

He eagerly tore it open and pulled out the document inside, which was stamped with a bright red official seal and signed with vigorous handwriting—the military district commander's order.

The paper trembled slightly in his hand, whether from excitement or the biting cold of the corridor, it was hard to tell.

"See that?!"

He held the paper high in his right hand, almost poking the eagle's nose, his voice sharp with excitement:

"The instructions you requested! In black and white! With an official seal!"

"Now—open your eyes wide and look carefully!!"

Looking at his smug expression, the mountain eagle showed no anger or panic.

There was only one kind of... faint pity, like watching a monkey show.

He extended his hand, his gesture even bordering on "polite," and accepted the warrant.

Then--

He didn't even read the content.

My gaze lingered for less than half a second on the signature—the three characters "Liu Changhua".

It was as if it wasn't the signature of a military district commander, but some insignificant graffiti.

He turned around and walked a few steps to Zeng Linglong, who had been leaning against the wall as if he were detached from the situation.

He handed over the order with both hands.

Their posture was respectful, as if they were delivering a battle report.

Zeng Linglong took the paper and glanced at it casually.

When he saw the signature "Liu Changhua," a smile slowly spread across his face...

It evoked a sinister, chilling smile.

"Liu Changhua..."

He murmured to himself, his voice so low that only he could hear it, yet it carried a mocking air of someone who controlled their destiny:

"This time, I really have to 'thank' you."

"I moved my father to a new place."

After saying that, he casually folded the warrant in half and stuffed it into the large pocket of his hospital gown, as if discarding a piece of waste paper.

Then, he raised his head, looked at the mountain eagle, and said in an almost "lazy" tone:

"I'm a little tired, I'm going back to my room to sleep for a while."

"I'm leaving this place to you."

The words fell.

Under the stunned and completely incomprehensible gazes of the investigation team, he turned around, took a leisurely stroll, pushed open the door to his ward, and went inside.

The door closed gently.

To isolate all the tensions and conspiracies from the outside world.

"What...what does he mean?!"

The man with the wire-rimmed glasses finally realized what was happening, pointed at the closed door, and his voice trembled with anger:

"Where's the pass?! He took the pass?! He... he just left like that?!"

The mountain eagle slowly turned around.

The moment he turned around, all the indifference and pity on his face vanished instantly!

Instead, there is no concealment whatsoever—

Rage and chilling killing intent!

His gaze was like two red-hot irons, fixed firmly on the face of the man with gold-rimmed glasses.

Step by step, we came back.

Every step, the sound of military boots hitting the ground, was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of everyone in the investigation team!

He walked up to the other person and stopped.

Then, he did something that surprised everyone—

He tilted his head slightly, turning his left ear toward the investigation team.

"I've seen the warrant."

The eagle's cry was eerily calm, yet carried a playful, cat-and-mouse quality.

"But I don't quite understand the content?"

"You, tell me—"

His voice suddenly turned stern, like a thunderclap:

"You've taken this warrant and mobilized a large force..."

"Who exactly are we here to arrest?!"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses was forced back half a step by the sudden imposing aura, but the "trump card" in his hand made him forcefully straighten his chest and roar:

"It's clearly written on the warrant! We're taking Zeng Lingyu away according to the law! To investigate her for the unexplained source of a huge amount of money!!"

"This is a legal process! You have no right to obstruct it!!"

"boom--!!!"

The moment the name "Zeng Lingyu" was shouted from his mouth—

The entire corridor seemed to have been muted!

Dead!

Absolute, chilling silence!

Immediately afterwards—

"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!..."

Like a pack of wolves startled in the darkness!

Every corner of the corridor! Every fire exit doorway! Every seemingly empty shadowy spot!

In an instant, at least twenty dark gun muzzles appeared!

And, more than twenty pairs of eyes, like those of hungry wolves, flashing with cold killing intent!

They have received orders from the General Staff of the Army and the highest command of the Imperial Household Agency, as well as the highest instructions from the Chief Instructor!

Zeng Lingyu is someone they protect very closely. Anyone who tries to harm Zeng Lingyu in the slightest is their enemy!

Now someone wants to take Zeng Lingyu away for some inexplicable reason, unless they step over their dead bodies.

In addition, Zeng Lingyu is their head instructor, the younger sister of the "god" in their hearts, and their little princess.

Now someone actually wants to come and take her away?

murderous look!

The murderous aura, solidified to the point of being almost suffocating, swept through the entire space like a blizzard!

Temperature plummeted!

The entire investigation team turned deathly pale instantly, and cold sweat poured down their foreheads and backs like a waterfall!

They felt as if they weren't standing in a hospital corridor.

Instead, it stands on...

In the center of the battlefield, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood! He was locked onto by a group of killing gods who had just crawled out of hell!

"Hands behind your head! Kick down—!!!"

The roar of the mountain eagle was like a tiger unleashed from its cage, making the overhead lights in the corridor buzz!

The training team members behind him were already like sophisticated killing machines, instantly deploying their tactics the moment he finished speaking!

Three people per group, providing cross cover, their guns locked on their respective targets!

Their movements were as fast as lightning, and their teamwork was unparalleled!

They completely treated the twelve members of the investigation team as high-risk targets that needed to be "eliminated" on the battlefield!

"You...you guys are insane?!"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses had trembling legs, yet he was still making a last-ditch effort, his voice distorted with extreme fear:

"We are a joint investigation team! We have all the necessary legal procedures! This is violent resistance to law enforcement! You should be court-martialed..."

"Click."

A crisp metallic clang interrupted his roar.

Mountain Eagle drew his Type 92 pistol from his holster.

The movements were rapid, with a despairing rhythm.

Use your thumb to release the safety pin.

The gun barrel was raised.

It landed firmly on the center of the man's forehead.

The cold, metallic touch made his blood seem to freeze instantly!

"I'll count to three."

The eagle's cry, like ice buried for millennia beneath the Siberian permafrost, pierced the opponent's skull, word by word:

"If you still don't do as I say..."

His pupils contracted to pinpoints:

"Then you are the enemy."

"Regarding the enemy..."

The eagle paused, then a cold, cruel smile spread across its lips:

"The way the soldiers of the Dragon Kingdom handle things has always been the same—"

"kill."

"kill--!!!"

In the corridor, all the training team members simultaneously let out a deafening roar!

The sound waves converged, like a torrent of steel, crashing hard against the fragile defenses of every member of the investigation team!

"Thump!"

"Splash! Splash!"

My psychological defenses have completely collapsed!

The instinct to survive overcame everything!

Some people collapsed to the ground, some kicked off the ground, and some covered their heads with their hands and trembled!

No one dared to look at that dark gun muzzle again!

"Tie him up!"

Mountain Eagle holstered his gun and gave the order in a cold voice.

The training team members immediately stepped forward, their movements rough yet efficient, using specially made plastic cable ties to tightly bind the twelve people's hands behind their backs.

"Do you...do you know what you're doing?!"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses was dragged up by two team members like a dead dog, still making his last, feeble screams:

"we are……"

"Shut up."

The eagle walked up to him, looking down at him condescendingly, all pity vanishing from its eyes, replaced only by cold disgust.

What we do is none of your business.

"But I can tell you—you're finished."

"Do you know what Ms. Zeng Lingyu represents now?"

The eagle's voice is like reading a verdict:

"She is a target under the joint orders of the highest levels of the Imperial Court and the General Staff of the military—she must be absolutely protected!"

"It was our entire training team who risked their lives to protect—the 'Princess'!"

"You think you can take her away with a baseless charge and a worthless warrant?"

He scoffed:

"From the moment you step into this corridor..."

"We have the right to kill you on the spot!"

"A joint investigation team? That's quite impressive!"

The mountain eagle gave him one last look, as if he were looking at a pile of trash about to be cleared away:

"Take them away! Confiscate all communication equipment! Escort them to base! Put them in solitary confinement! No one is to contact them without the chief instructor's order!"

"yes!"

The training team members responded in unison and, like dragging cargo, quickly pulled the twelve members of the investigation team, whose faces were ashen and who were utterly desperate, away from the corridor.

The corridor fell silent once more.

Only the lingering smell of gunpowder and a faint stench of blood remained in the air.

Mountain Eagle stood still, took a deep breath, and slowly suppressed the killing intent in his eyes.

He turned and looked at the closed door of Zeng Linglong's ward, his eyes revealing utmost awe and loyalty.

Then, he straightened his back, like the most loyal guard, and returned to his post.

It was as if the thunderous arrest just now was merely a trivial interlude.