Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

Ningzhou High-speed Railway Station, Exit.

As a transportation hub in Jiangnan Province, this place is always bustling with people. The hurried travelers, the unlicensed taxi drivers shouting for passengers, and the security guards maintaining order create a noisy and chaotic scene.

However, at 3:15 p.m., the noise suddenly froze for a moment.

It was as if an invisible hand had forcefully choked my throat.

The crowd at the exit seemed to have encountered some terrifying flood or ferocious beast, instinctively retreating to both sides and forcefully squeezing out a wide passage.

Five men, carrying identical dark green tactical backpacks, walked out of the passage in perfect unison.

They weren't wearing military uniforms, just ordinary work pants and T-shirts, but the raw ferocity and bloodthirstiness emanating from their very bones was impossible to conceal.

Leading the way was a bald giant, nearly two meters tall and as strong as an iron tower. His arms were thicker than an average person's thighs, and even his loose T-shirt was stretched taut by his muscles.

That's "Tank," the demolition expert of the Dragon Fang Squad, and also the team's human shield.

Beside him stood a tall, thin man with black-rimmed glasses who appeared refined, but whose eyes occasionally flashed with a hint of ruthlessness. He wasn't carrying any luggage, but he constantly protected a silver laptop in his arms.

That's "Keyboard Warrior," whose real name is Jian Pan, a world-class hacking genius.

Further on, there's "Lone Wolf," a sniper with eyes as sharp as a hawk, constantly observing the surrounding high ground; "Poison Doctor," a military medic who looks like he hasn't woken up yet but is playing with a scalpel in his hand; and "Vulture," a taciturn scout who walks as silently as a cat.

With these five people standing there, no one dared to approach within a five-meter radius.

Even the unlicensed taxi drivers who usually rip off their passengers were now cowering in a corner, not daring to breathe. Their intuition told them that these people were definitely not to be trifled with. If they messed with them, they probably wouldn't even know how they died.

"Where's the boss?"

Tank asked in a gruff voice, as loud as thunder, "Didn't you say you were coming to pick us up? We haven't seen a soul in sight!"

"What's the rush?" Lone Wolf pushed up his sunglasses, a playful smile playing on his lips. "The boss is a high-ranking official now, a powerful department-level cadre. Do you think you can just see him whenever you want?"

"What a load of rubbish, a big boss!"

The Poison Doctor yawned, his face full of disdain. "Even if he becomes the Jade Emperor, he's still our leader. Daring to stand us up, I'll give him a needle later and make him impotent... Ouch!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped hard on the back of the head.

"Who? Who dares to hit me?"

The poison doctor turned around abruptly, his scalpel instinctively poised to unleash a cold glint.

But he froze.

Standing behind him was a young man in a casual suit, hands in his pockets, looking at them with a half-smile.

Although he has taken off his military uniform and gained a more composed demeanor befitting an official, his eyes and the aura that inspires both reassurance and awe remain unchanged.

"Boss!"

The five people shouted out almost simultaneously.

The arrogance and hostility from before were gone from that voice; only pure joy and fervor remained.

Looking at his brothers who had shared life and death, Liu Ming's eyes welled up slightly. He reached out and punched each of them hard in the chest, then opened his arms and gave the most burly tank-like man a big bear hug.

"You bunch of bastards, you actually dared to come here?"

"Hehe, boss, I just missed you, didn't I?" Tank scratched his bald head and laughed like a 300-pound child. "Besides, the food in the army is too bland. Without you leading us to hunt for wild game, it's no fun eating."

"Exactly." The keyboard warrior adjusted his glasses and added seriously, "We heard you're doing really well in Ningzhou, even taking down the deputy mayor. We figured, how could we miss out on something this fun?"

Stop being so cheeky.

Liu Ming chuckled and cursed, then released the tank, his gaze sweeping across everyone's faces.

Although everyone tried their best to appear relaxed, Liu Ming could tell how much they had paid for this "collective retirement." They had given up glory, their future, and even the stigma of being "deserters," all to follow him.

This friendship is as heavy as Mount Tai.

"Now that you're here, you're not leaving."

Liu Ming's voice was deep and powerful, "Ningzhou is a deep pool of water. There are plenty of fights for you to fight and plenty of tough nuts for you to crack."

"I couldn't ask for more!"

Lone Wolf's eyes gleamed with a sharp light. "As long as we follow our leader, we'd dare to brave even hell!"

"Let's go! Get in the car!"

Liu Ming waved his hand and pointed to the Toyota Coaster minibus borrowed from the management committee parked not far away, "Let's go eat first, a welcome dinner!"

"What should we eat? It has to be lots of meat and fish!"

"I want to eat hot pot! The really spicy kind!"

"I want to drink! I want to get the boss drunk!"

The five soldiers who were just moments ago exuding murderous intent instantly transformed into noisy elementary school students on an autumn outing, noisily climbing into the car.

……

Ningzhou, Old Wharf Hot Pot City.

This is an open-air food stall located by the river. Although the environment is noisy, it has a strong sense of local flavor and the food is authentic.

Liu Ming didn't take them to any fancy hotels. He knew these guys didn't care about any fancy formalities; what they wanted was to eat meat and drink wine to their hearts' content, to do whatever they wanted.

"Boss! Twenty pounds of mutton rolls, ten pounds of tripe, and five cases of beer! Iced, please!"

Tank's loud voice startled the waiter, who thought some kind of robbery gang had arrived.

Soon, the red oil sizzled and the aroma of wine filled the air.

Six men sat around a large round table, their coats off, sleeves rolled up, and some even had their feet on the stools. The surrounding diners glanced at them, but seeing the physique and the look in these men's eyes, no one dared to say anything.

"Come on! This first toast is to our 'Asura' returning to his rightful place!"

Lone Wolf raised his glass and was the first to stand up.

"Respect to the boss!"

The other four people also raised their glasses in unison.

"What kind of Shura are you talking about?" Liu Ming said with a laugh, but still raised his glass. "I'm a Party cadre now, I need to be mindful of my image."

"Give me a break!" the Poison Doctor scoffed. "What kind of cadre are you? You're even more of a thug than us when you take your clothes off! What respectable cadre can single-handedly take down a gang of thugs?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone burst into laughter, their glasses clinking together, spilling beer onto the table and into their burning hearts.

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

The conversation naturally turned to business.

"Boss, we brought the whole set of equipment this time." The keyboard warrior lowered his voice and patted his ever-present laptop bag. "If you need it, I can paralyze the traffic in Ningzhou right now, or make some leader's scandalous affair headline the next day."

"Don't do anything reckless." Liu Ming glared at him. "This is China, not the Golden Triangle. You have to follow the rules, at least on the surface."

"We understand the rules."

The vulture, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, a cold glint in his eyes. "We are your shadows. You hold power in the open, we operate in the shadows... clearing away obstacles."

"That's right," Tank mumbled, stuffing mutton into his mouth. "If anyone dares to mess with you, boss, I'll blow up their house! I'll make it look like a gas leak accident, and nobody's going to find out!"

Looking at his unruly brothers, Liu Ming felt both touched and troubled.

These people are real killing machines. If we don't put them on the reins, who knows how much trouble they might cause in Ningzhou.

"Alright, all of you, tone it down."

Liu Ming tapped the table, her expression turning serious.

"I've asked Nangong Yao to prepare a place for you, an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city. That will be our base from now on. To the outside world, you will be senior consultants for the Ningzhou branch of 'Dragon Shield Security'."

"Next, I have two things to entrust to you."

Everyone put down their chopsticks, sat up straight, and awaited orders.

"First, clean up. Get rid of all the small fry and troublemakers in Ningzhou's underworld that haven't been completely wiped out yet. I want to make sure that only one voice remains in Ningzhou's underground."

"No problem, this job is simple, just leave it to Tank and Vulture." Lone Wolf nodded.

"Second," Liu Ming's gaze deepened, "keep a close eye on one person. Luo Binwang."

"Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee?"

The keyboard warrior whistled, "Boss, are you going to go all out? That's a high-ranking official."

Is it big?

Liu Ming picked up her wine glass, looked at the bubbling bubbles inside, and a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

"No matter how high an official's rank, if his or her hands are not clean, he is just a paper tiger."

"Since he doesn't want me to have an easy time, then I'll... expose his dirty secrets!"

"Okay! Let's do it!"

A fierce battle ignited in everyone's eyes.

This is the rhythm they are familiar with, this is the lawless "Wolf King" they follow!

"Come on! Let's drink!"

"We're drinking until we drop tonight!"

"Starting tomorrow, we'll tear a hole in the sky over Ningzhou!"

As night deepened, a gentle breeze blew across the river.

Six men, six men powerful enough to make the entire Jiangnan province tremble, clinked glasses and chatted, full of heroic spirit, in this inconspicuous food stall.

They knew that from this moment on, the landscape of Ningzhou would be completely rewritten because of their arrival.

When the dragon's fangs are drawn, blood will surely follow.

When brothers are of one mind, their strength can break even metal.