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

Dragon Shield Security Base, three underground floors.

This is the most central and also the most mysterious area of ​​the entire base—the tactical command center.

The heavy explosion-proof door was tightly closed, and the air purification system emitted a faint hum. On the huge electronic screen, a 3D map of Ningzhou City was slowly rotating, with countless red and green dots flashing on it.

Only one spotlight was on on the conference table.

Clang.

A crisp metallic clang broke the deathly silence.

That crumpled piece of scrap metal—the 7.62mm bullet that once represented a death threat—was casually tossed onto the stainless steel tabletop by Liu Ming, and it was still spinning around.

The expressions on the faces of the five people sitting around the table changed instantly.

Those were the core members of the Dragon Fang Squad: Tank, Lone Wolf, Ghost Hand, Poison Doctor, and Vulture.

They stared at the deformed warhead like a group of sharks that had smelled blood. Their previous lazy and relaxed demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a suffocating ferocity and murderous intent.

"Oh, which clueless brat sent this 'gift'?"

Tank stretched out his large, fan-like hand, picked up the lump of scrap metal, examined it, and a ferocious smile spread across his face.

"Type 54 bullets, with steel cores. These things are hard to find now; only those desperate criminals with some old weapons use them."

"What's going on, boss? Someone's got a death wish and wants to mess with us?"

"It's a warning."

Liu Ming leaned back in her chair, her slender fingers rhythmically tapping the table, making a "tap, tap, tap" sound, each tap seeming to strike the hearts of everyone present.

"Someone gave me a note that said, 'Curiosity killed the cat.' It told me not to look it up, or next time this thing will be in my head."

"Pfft."

Ghost Hand, who was fiddling with his laptop, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Curiosity killed the cat? Hahaha! People still use such elementary school-level lines these days? So corny!"

He adjusted his glasses, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Boss, it's only because you didn't let me touch it. If it were me, I would have dug up that bastard's ancestors for eighteen generations by tracing the source of this bullet."

"No rush."

Liu Ming waved his hand, his expression calm, but the undercurrent beneath that calm made even the most familiar Lone Wolf feel a pang of unease.

"Since they've already placed a challenge on my desk, wouldn't it make us 'Dragon Fang' seem incredibly rude if we didn't retaliate in some way?"

He stood up, walked to the electronic map, and looked at the direction that represented the provincial capital.

There, the fog was thick.

There, a giant black hand is trying to cover up the sky.

"Brothers."

Liu Ming's voice was not loud, but it conveyed an undeniable iron will.

"During our months in Ningzhou, we've been acting as 'good citizens,' focusing on construction and economic development. This may have given some people the misconception that we're only capable of using pens and not guns."

They thought we were toothless tigers, or Hello Kitty.

"Now, someone's pointing a gun at my head, telling me to shut up and get out of here."

Liu Ming suddenly turned around, her gaze sharp as lightning, sweeping across the entire room.

"What do you think we should do?"

"Get him!"

Tank slammed his fist on the table, creating a shallow dent in the specially made alloy tabletop!

"Dare to point a gun at my head? I'll chop off his hand and feed it to the dogs!"

"That's right." The taciturn vulture toyed with a black claw knife in his hand, his voice chilling. "Since they don't want to play by the rules, then we won't play by the rules. The law of the jungle, that's our old profession."

"Agreed." The Poison Doctor pulled a green test tube from his pocket and shook it. "Perfect timing. I've recently developed a new drug that allows people to experience the pain of hell while in a state of extreme lucidity. I've been looking for guinea pigs."

Looking at those faces filled with fighting spirit and murderous intent, Liu Ming smiled.

His laughter was cold and arrogant.

"it is good."

"Since they want to resort to force, then we'll... fight them to the bitter end."

"Pass on my orders!"

Liu Ming's expression suddenly turned serious, and the aura of the "Dragon Fang" captain was released without reservation!

"From this moment forward, Dragon Shield Security is entering... Level One combat readiness!"

"Everyone, cancel your leave and return to your units to stand by!"

"Activate the 'Skynet' system to monitor 'Old K,' who provides assassins to Li Yuankui, around the clock, as well as all movements in the provincial capital!"

"Open... Armory Zero!"

"boom--!"

That last sentence was like a shot in the arm, instantly igniting everyone's passion!

Zero Armory!

That was Dragon Shield Security's most core secret, and it was also the last trump card that Nangong Yao had prepared for their "shadow army" by using countless connections and special channels!

"yes!"

The five of them roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens!

……

Ten minutes later.

The base has four underground floors.

With a hydraulic sound, a seemingly ordinary concrete wall slowly slid apart to both sides.

It revealed the space inside, filled with metallic textures and a violent aesthetic.

The walls are covered with all sorts of "weapons of mass destruction".

Although there were no heavy RPGs or anti-materiel sniper rifles because it was in China, there was still a wide variety of modified tactical equipment, non-lethal weapons, and some "contraband" items with special purposes, enough to arm a small special operations team!

High-precision thermal imagers, swarms of miniature drones, powerful tranquilizer guns, high-voltage electric spears, tactical bulletproof vests...

"Snap!"

Tank skillfully donned a black heavy tactical vest, inserted two specially made telescopic steel bars on his back, and then put on his signature full-coverage tactical helmet.

He looked like a walking human tank, exuding a powerful sense of intimidation.

"Comfortable!"

He cracked his neck, his bones popping like beans. "This is what a man should wear! That suit was suffocating me!"

On the other side, Lone Wolf was adjusting a specially modified sniper crossbow. Although it wasn't a gun, within a hundred meters, its power and accuracy were in no way inferior to a sniper rifle, and it was completely silent.

"Boss, who's the target this time?" Lone Wolf looked at Liu Ming through the scope.

Liu Ming had changed into a black, tight-fitting combat suit, with the "Dragon Fang" military dagger at his waist, making him look capable and ruthless.

He was loading specially made rubber bullets into the holster on his leg.

Hearing the lone wolf's question, he raised his head, a cold glint in his eyes like a hunter spotting his prey.

"First stop."

"Go and find those 'mercenary' rats who are hiding in the shadows and taking sniper shots."

"Since they dare to enter the country, they shouldn't expect to leave alive."

"As for that 'Old K'..."

Liu Ming shoved the magazine into the chamber with a sharp "click".

"Tell him."

"I am coming."

He glanced around at his brothers, who were armed to the teeth and exuded a bloodthirsty aura, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"The night view of Ningzhou will be beautiful tonight."

"action!"