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

Red hook area.

The old docks and abandoned warehouses stand like silent behemoths in the night.

The air was filled with the salty smell of the sea and the musty smell of rust.

Based on the approximate area provided by Lin Que, Ling Ye moved silently through the shadows like a ghost.

"Boss, the area where the signal last disappeared is within a radius of about 500 meters in front of you, near that blue three-story warehouse building."

Lin Que's voice came through the bone conduction headphones, accompanied by the soft sound of keyboard typing.

"The network signal in that area is extremely poor. The fact that the other side chose this place shows that they have a strong counter-surveillance awareness."

"I cannot provide more precise real-time guidance. Drones are easily detected at night, and the other party may have signal detectors."

"That's enough."

Ling Ye whispered, his senses heightened to their limit in the darkness, catching the sounds of the wind, the rustling of rats and ants, and any unusual noises that didn't belong here.

"Maintain communication silence unless there is a major discovery."

He chose the highest abandoned gantry crane as a temporary observation point, and like a lurking cheetah, carefully searched the target area with a high-powered telescope.

Time passed by, and the only sound was the monotonous lapping of waves against the shore.

Suddenly, a faint light flashed briefly behind a window on the second floor of that blue warehouse—

That wasn't moonlight reflection; it was more like the halo of light from a screen that lit up and then went out instantly, and it had been deliberately obscured.

found it!

Ling Ye did not act immediately.

He continued to observe for another ten minutes, confirming that there was no other human activity and no obvious traps or devices.

The person behind that window was extremely cautious, but that fleeting glimpse of light revealed his presence.

Lingye slid down from the gantry crane, using the piled-up containers and abandoned machinery as cover, and silently approached the blue warehouse.

He avoided all the rubble and metal fragments that might make a sound, his figure blending perfectly into the darkness.

The warehouse door was severely rusted, and forcibly opening it would inevitably produce a loud noise.

Ling Ye chose a ventilation duct entrance on the side; the fence was already rusted, and he easily squeezed inside.

The pipe was filled with dust and cobwebs, but he made almost no sound as he moved.

Based on his memory of the location, he quickly located the area below the room on the second floor.

He climbed up the pipes and protrusions in the interior walls like a gecko, rising silently until he was finally hanging outside the only window in that room.

The window had been boarded up from the inside, but there were still gaps between the boards. Ling Ye peered inside through the gaps.

There was only one dim emergency light in the room.

A thin man stood with his back to the window, intently watching the screen of a laptop, which was dimmed.

He was wearing headphones, and his fingers occasionally tapped on the keyboard.

Scattered nearby were some electronic devices, an antenna, and a backpack.

It looks exactly like a typical communications relay station.

Ling Ye waited patiently.

A few minutes later, the man seemed to have finished a communication, took off his headphones, stood up, stretched, and prepared to walk to the makeshift bed in the corner of the room.

It's now!

Ling Ye suddenly exerted his strength! His body slammed into the window that was nailed shut with wooden planks like a cannonball!

"Bang—crash!"

The old wooden planks and glass were simply unable to withstand the force and shattered instantly!

Ling Ye's figure, carrying shards of wood and glass, rushed into the room, landing silently, and pounced directly on the man who was stunned by the loud noise!

The man reacted extremely quickly. Although he was shocked, his survival instinct made him reach out and grab the pistol on the table immediately!

But his speed was laughably slow compared to Ling Ye's!

Ling Ye delivered a precise chop to his wrist, and the man screamed as his pistol flew out of his hand!

Immediately afterwards, Ling Ye's knee slammed heavily into his abdomen!

The man groaned, curled up on the ground like a shrimp, and dry heaved in pain, completely losing his ability to resist.

Ling Ye quickly scanned the room to confirm that there were no other threats.

He crouched down, picked up the laptop from the ground; the screen was still lit, displaying an encrypted communication interface that was disconnecting.

"Carrier pigeon?" Ling Ye's icy voice rang out.

The man struggled to lift his head, his face filled with fear and disbelief:

"How...how did you find this place?!"

Ling Ye didn't answer, but quickly checked his belongings.

Besides laptops, there were also some disposable cell phones, SIM cards, and signal boosters, but nothing that could directly prove identity.

"Who is your superior? Where is 'Scorpion'?" Ling Ye pressed, stepping on the other's palm with a slight force.

The man's forehead veins bulged with pain, but he gritted his teeth.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about...I'm just someone who resells information..."

"Those who resell information don't use seven layers of intermediaries, nor do they care whether Boyle's Monero has arrived."

Ling Ye increased the pressure on his feet, causing his bones to creak and groan.

The man let out a piercing scream:

"Ah—! I'll tell you! I'll tell you! It's...it's 'Sir'! I only serve 'Sir'!"

"'Scorpion'... I'm only responsible for relaying 'Master's' requests and 'Scorpion's' feedback..."

"I've never seen them in person! I don't even know where they are!"

"Sir?" Ling Ye's eyes narrowed. "Which sir? How can I contact him?"

"No... I don't know his real name... He always contacts me directly using encrypted messages..."

"The code is... it's 'Pluto'..."

The man, overwhelmed by pain and fear, wept uncontrollably.

"The contact method is... a dead mailbox on the deep web..."

"I only check on them after each mission is completed... I absolutely cannot contact them proactively at other times..."

"Dead email address and login method," Ling Ye commanded.

The man trembled as he recited a long string of complicated encrypted URLs and login credentials.

Ling Ye immediately informed Lin Que through the earpiece:

"Little Sparrow, did you hear that? Log into that dead email address immediately, download all the information, and trace its source!"

"Working on it!" Lin Que's voice came immediately, accompanied by rapid keyboard clicks:

"...Login successful! There's only one unread message! It was...it was sent just ten minutes ago!"

"The contents!" A sense of foreboding rose in Ling Ye's heart.

"...The message reads: 'The carrier pigeon has been exposed. Get rid of it. Eradicate all traces.'"

Ling Ye's expression changed! The other party found out so quickly?!

Almost at the same moment Lin Que read out the message!

call out--!

A very faint whooshing sound, almost completely drowned out by the sound of the waves, came from behind!

It wasn't aimed at Ling Ye! Instead, it was shot directly at the forehead of the "carrier pigeon" lying on the ground!

puff!

A poison needle, as thin as a cow's hair and gleaming with a ghostly blue light, precisely pierced the "homing pigeon's" brow!

The homing pigeon's eyes widened instantly, its pupils dilated, and its body convulsed violently a few times. Just two or three seconds later, it fell completely silent!

Black blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, indicating that the poison was extremely potent!

Long-range blowguns! Or even more advanced miniature launchers!

The other side has someone nearby monitoring them!

Moreover, once the "carrier pigeon" is discovered to be exposed, they will immediately and without hesitation eliminate it!

Ling Ye's reaction was incredibly fast!

The moment the poisoned needle struck its target, he pounced toward the window like a cheetah!

His body twisted violently in mid-air, his gaze sweeping like lightning in the direction the bullet might have come from—

A dark window in the warehouse across the street!

He saw it! A blurry figure flashed by behind that window!

"Little Sparrow! The warehouse across the street! At three o'clock! Someone's running away!"

Ling Ye let out a low roar, and without even having time to go through the door, he leaped out through the hole in the window he had just smashed!

He landed lightly on the second floor, rolled to dissipate the force, and then shot towards the warehouse opposite like an arrow!

He was incredibly fast, and in just a few leaps he rushed into the warehouse across the street.

It was filled with clutter and dust everywhere.

He headed straight for the area where the window was located, based on his memory of the location.

However, only an empty room remained, with a clear footprint on the floor!

On the windowsill sat an inconspicuous metal launcher, about the size of a thick pen tube, next to a poison needle of the same size.

The person was gone. The speed and decisiveness of their retreat were beyond imagination.

Ling Ye did not give chase. The other party was obviously prepared and extremely familiar with the area. Blindly pursuing them could easily lead to a trap.

He carefully put on his gloves and picked up the transmitter.

Exquisitely crafted and unmarked, it is a specially made miniature pneumatic poison needle launching device.

He spoke in a deep voice into the earpiece:

"Little Sparrow, the 'Carrier Pigeon' has been silenced."

"The other party acted very quickly, using a specially made poison needle."

"We are tracking all vehicles and heat signatures that may be leaving the area, but the other party is likely to have infrared camouflage."

"...Boss, that dead mailbox...less than five seconds after we logged in and downloaded that message, it...it self-destructed."

Lin Que's voice was filled with frustration and lingering fear:

"They've planned everything perfectly! They even planned to silence us and clear our escape route after we discovered the 'carrier pigeons'!"

Ling Ye stared at the rapidly dying "carrier pigeon" on the ground and the poison needle launcher in his hand, his eyes as cold as an abyss.

"Pluto"... "Sir"...

This mastermind was more cunning, cruel, and cautious than he had imagined.

The "carrier pigeon" line seemed to have been found, but it was completely severed in an instant, leaving only a chilling code name and an even thicker fog of mystery.

The other party is not only ruthless, but also has a strong ability to control information and act, and can even monitor the status of the "carrier pigeons" almost in real time.

Ling Ye walked out of the warehouse, the sea breeze blowing his black hair across his forehead.

He looked toward the city center, his gaze seemingly piercing through countless skyscrapers.

The enemy is in this city, and may even be right around the Luo family.

He took out his phone and dialed Robert Roche's number.

"Mr. Robert."

His voice was calm and completely still.

"The 'homing pigeon' has been found, but it has been silenced."

"The clues point to a mastermind codenamed 'Pluto' or 'Mr.'"

"The other side is more difficult to deal with than we thought."

"From now on, trust no one except for those core personnel you absolutely trust."

"Including family members."

Robert Roth on the other end of the phone gasped, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Ling Ye hung up the phone and took one last look at the silent warehouse district.

The hunt has stopped, but the war has quietly escalated.

The scorpion's tail finally revealed its deadly edge, only to quickly disappear back into the deeper darkness.