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

The next day, in the suburbs of Ningzhou, an abandoned textile factory that had been bought by the Nangong Group and left idle.

This place covers a vast area, complete with factories, warehouses, and dormitories. High walls completely isolate it from the outside world, making it like an isolated fortress.

Nangong Yao's efficiency is frighteningly high.

In just two days, this place was transformed into a paramilitary base that would drive any military enthusiast crazy!

It boasts a top-of-the-line security system, gigabit fiber optic network, professional combat training ground, and even an underground shooting range where live-fire exercises can be conducted!

"How is it, my dear Uncle Liu?"

Nangong Yao was dressed in a smart work uniform and Martin boots, with her hands in her pockets, looking as proud as a child showing off a toy.

"Is this place even worthy of your 'God of War' brothers?"

Liu Ming looked around and nodded in satisfaction.

"That's good, that's thoughtful."

"Tch, one 'not bad' and that's it?" Nangong Yao curled her lip. "I gave you the land I was planning to use to build a luxury outlet village, how are you going to thank me?"

"How about I repay you with my body?" Liu Ming leaned closer and whispered with a smile in her ear.

Nan-Gong Yao blushed and spat, "Dream on! I'll deal with that ice-cold county magistrate of yours first!"

……

On the training ground.

Tank and Vulture were sparring, both shirtless, their bronze muscles covered in hideous scars. Their fists and feet clashed, producing muffled "thumps," and the sheer force of their violent, masculine energy made the female assistants sent by Nangong Yao blush, their hearts pound, and their legs go weak.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Ghost Hand (the keyboard warrior) had taken over the network hub. He sat in front of a dozen huge LCD screens, his fingers flying across the keyboard, strings of green code refreshing the screens like a waterfall.

"Boss, I've taken over Ningzhou's public security system." Ghost Hand pushed up his glasses, looking completely nonchalant. "Now, this city has no secrets from us."

Looking at this group of brothers who were bursting with energy and had nowhere to vent, Liu Ming knew it was time to find them something to do.

We can't really let them fight and brawl here every day, or hack other people's websites, can we?

That's bound to cause trouble sooner or later.

"Brothers, come over here for a second."

Liu Ming clapped his hands, gathering everyone together.

"There's something I'd like to discuss with you."

He looked at the five faces before him, faces filled with trust and expectation, and his expression turned serious.

"I know that you all gave up your promising futures in the military for my sake."

"I, Liu Ming, will remember this kindness for the rest of my life."

"but……"

He then changed the subject, saying, "People have to eat, and they need a proper identity. We can't live in the shadows our whole lives, just being a shadow."

"Boss, what do you mean by that?" Tank scratched his bald head, somewhat puzzled. "We're following you, as long as we have meat to eat, status and all that doesn't matter!"

"Yes! Boss, wherever you go, we'll go!"

"That's right!"

Everyone echoed this sentiment.

"No."

Liu Ming shook her head, her eyes becoming deep.

"This is not just a matter of identity, but also... a strategic matter."

"In Ningzhou, the enemies we face are not just a few thugs or corrupt officials. Our opponents may be much stronger and more ruthless than we imagine."

"It's not enough for me to charge into battle alone."

"I need a force that truly belongs to us."

"One of these can help me deal with those shady troubles in the shadows."

"And they can provide us with a continuous stream of funding and intelligence support in a legitimate and compliant manner..."

He paused, then said, slowly and deliberately:

"...A business empire!"

Everyone was stunned.

A business empire?

They were all roughnecks, professionals at fighting and causing destruction.

It can be used for business...

Isn't that nonsense?

"Boss, you're not kidding, are you?" the Poison Doctor asked uncertainly. "You want us to start a company? The few of us here can't even read all the expense reports, what kind of company could we possibly start?"

"Who said you were going to be CEOs?"

Liu Ming smiled, a smile like that of a cunning and calculating fox.

"I have someone in mind for the company's management." He glanced at Nan-Gong Yao, who was also listening in a daze.

"What you need to do is very simple."

"It's about turning what you do best into the rarest and most expensive... commodity in the world."

"What we're best at?" Tank scratched his bald head. "Killing?"

"..."

Liu Ming almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"It's about security!" he corrected impatiently. "It's about providing the world's most top-tier security services for wealthy individuals, celebrities, and entrepreneurs who lack a sense of security!"

"We're going to start a security company!"

"A top-tier security company that can make all the world's leading security groups tremble!"

"You are the pride and joy of this company!"

"And the money this company earns, aside from your dividends, will all be invested in our future intelligence network development and... various 'special operations'!"

"This is our support!"

"The strongest backing that will make us invincible in Ningzhou, and even the entire Jiangnan Province!"

……

His words stirred the blood of everyone present!

They finally understood Liu Ming's grand plan!

This is hardly the kind of company you run.

This is clearly a private army disguised as a "company," operating outside the system yet possessing terrifying power!

"Boss! Let's finish this!"

Tank was the first, slapping his towering chest. "So what if I'm a bodyguard? I'm a pro at that!"

"That's right! To be able to beat people up openly and get paid for it! That's practically a dream job!"

"Boss, what's the company name? Have you decided yet?"

Everyone was excitedly chattering away.

Liu Ming smiled.

He looked out the window at the rising sun, his gaze becoming incredibly resolute.

He remembered the battle flag embroidered with golden dragon teeth.

I also remembered the vow they made under the national flag, a vow to protect it with their lives.

"Let's call it..."

He said, slowly and deliberately:

"...Dragon Shield".

"The Dragon's Blade, for the Nation and the People."

"A sturdy shield, protecting peace."

"From today onwards, 'Dragon Shield Security' is officially established!"