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

"Boss, something's up!"

Ghost Hand, carrying the silver laptop covered in dirt, hurriedly ran to Liu Ming's side. He had just hacked one of Poison Scorpion's backup terminals.

"The financial chain of these mercenaries has been traced."

Ghost Hand pushed up his glasses, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Although Aegis is the mastermind, they can't directly transfer funds to Scorpion. The one providing financial support and weapons supplies to these outlaws is that big drug lord in the Golden Triangle, Moza!"

Upon hearing this name, Liu Ming abruptly stopped wiping the dagger.

Moza, one of the three major warlords in the Golden Triangle, was the one who, three years ago, used his territory and artillery to corner "Dragon Fang" in the ambush. Moza bears at least half the responsibility for Cheetah's death!

Liu Ming took a deep breath. The surrounding air seemed to drop to freezing point with his movement. The murderous aura that had just subsided now surged wildly within him like a volcano about to erupt, with an even more terrifying force.

Where is Moza's stronghold?

"Distance from our current coordinates..." Ghost Hand tapped a few times on the keyboard, and a red path appeared on the screen. "Cross the border and head south for about a hundred kilometers. There's a lawless primeval jungle there, with a drug manufacturing plant built inside the mountain, ten times more heavily guarded than here."

Liu Ming stared at the red dot on the screen without speaking, but the crimson glint in his eyes had already given the answer.

Just then, the encrypted communicator on Liu Ming's waist rang; it was the Western Theater Command forward command post.

"Comrade Liu Ming! Well done! Satellite data shows the hostages are safe!" The excited voice of Company Commander Zhao Gang came through the phone. "The helicopter has taken off and is expected to arrive at the rendezvous point in fifteen minutes! Please immediately take the experts back to within the border! Repeat, retreat immediately!"

This was not only an order from the forward command post, but also from the central command. Now that the hostages had been rescued, there was no need to create further complications. If an uncontrollable armed conflict were to erupt at the border, the consequences would be unimaginable.

however.

"Old Zhao." Liu Ming pressed the communicator, his tone so calm it was unsettling, "Tell the higher-ups. I haven't finished this job yet."

"What? Liu Ming, don't do anything reckless! This is a military order!" Zhao Gang shouted anxiously into the communication channel.

"The rules of 'Shura' are: leave no survivors." Liu Ming said this calmly, then cut off the communication and threw the specially made phone on the ground, stomping it to pieces!

Communication disruption is an extremely serious disciplinary violation in the military!

But he didn't care. He was no longer a director at the National Development and Reform Commission, nor a commander under the orders of the central government. He was simply the "Dragon Fang" captain who had lost his brother three years ago and was consumed by the flames of revenge.

"Boss?" Lone Wolf, Tank, and the others looked at Liu Ming, their eyes not showing fear, but rather burning with the same frenzied fighting spirit.

"Leave the experts to the helicopter that will provide support." Liu Ming drew his military knife from his side and pointed it at the bottomless, dark jungle to the south. "Brothers, tonight, we'll settle the score from three years ago."

"Charge!" Tank roared, raising his Gatling gun.

Without any hesitation or delay, six dark figures, like six unsheathed blades, crossed the sacred border and plunged into the endless darkness of the Golden Triangle, a place filled with sin and slaughter.

One hundred kilometers, in the primeval jungle, should be a journey that would take several days, but for "Dragon Fang" in its berserk state, it was an extreme forced march.

Along the way, none of the sentries and patrols that Moza had set up were able to fire a warning shot.

Either you get shot in the head by a lone wolf a kilometer away, or you get silently slit in the throat by a vulture hanging upside down from the treetop.

They were like death gods reaping lives in the darkness, leaving behind only corpses and a strong stench of blood wherever they went.

At four in the morning, when it is darkest, people are also most tired.

Liu Ming and his group finally arrived at the drug manufacturing factory hidden deep in the mountains.

It was less of a factory and more of a small military fortress. Towering watchtowers, a dense array of searchlights, patrolling armed pickup trucks, and drug dealers with wolfhounds and AKs on their backs.

This is the foundation of Moza, and also the source of evil that imports tons of drugs into China every year, destroying countless families.

"Boss, what's going on?" Tank lay prone in the grass, looking down at the densely packed guards, and licked his dry lips.

"A direct assault is definitely not an option; the enemy has at least three hundred men." Ghost Hand quickly analyzed the terrain. "But their ammunition depot and chemical storage room are connected, located in that largest cave."

Liu Ming looked at the cave, a cruel smile curling at the corner of her lips.

He pulled out a very peculiar cylindrical piece of equipment from the very bottom of his tactical backpack. The thing was completely black, with no markings on it, only a few complex electronic safety devices.

Upon seeing this thing, even the well-informed Lone Wolf couldn't help but gasp.

"A miniature thermobaric weapon for individual use?" Lone Wolf swallowed hard. "Boss, where did you get your hands on this kind of weapon of mass destruction? Once this thing is fired, nothing will grow within a two-hundred-meter radius; it can even suck the air dry!"

"I 'borrowed' it from Old Lin." Liu Ming released the safety and skillfully loaded the thermobaric bomb into a specially made grenade launcher.

He stood up, and without seeking cover, swaggered out of the bushes and appeared on a cliff above the drug manufacturing plant.

"Who is it?"

The drug dealers on the watchtower spotted the suddenly appearing dark figure. The searchlight beam shone brightly, illuminating Liu Ming's figure as if it were daytime.

The piercing alarm blared throughout the valley!

Countless drug dealers rushed out with guns drawn, their dark muzzles all aimed at the man on the cliff.

Liu Ming did not dodge; he faced the blinding light and hoisted the grenade launcher.

In his mind, he saw the cheetah's blood-stained face before it died, and he saw the innocent people whose families were destroyed because of drugs.

"Go to hell. You scum."

Liu Ming coldly uttered four words, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation!

"Whoosh—!"

A blinding flash of light, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, ripped through the darkest sky before dawn! The miniature thermobaric bomb, carrying the fury of revenge, struck with unparalleled precision into the largest cave!

A moment of deathly silence.

Then.

"BOOM—!!!"

A deafening roar, beyond description! It was as if the entire Earth trembled violently!

A massive fireball, brighter than the sun, exploded from inside the cave! It was a secondary explosion caused by the high-energy fuel inside the thermobaric bomb mixing with the air!

A terrifying shockwave, mixed with temperatures of thousands of degrees Celsius, erupted like a fiery dragon bursting forth from hell. It instantly engulfed the cave, the still-shouting drug dealers, and the entire fortress of evil!

The violent explosion even triggered a landslide.

Tens of thousands of tons of rocks tumbled down with a thunderous roar, burying the drug dealers who hadn't been killed in the explosion, along with their filthy drugs, deep underground.

One shot, one kill! Devastating!

Liu Ming stood on the precipice. A fierce wind whipped at the hem of his blood-stained clothes. The blinding light from the explosion illuminated his cold, icy face.

He gazed down at the former lair of evil, now completely engulfed in flames and ruins. He watched his enemies vanish into ashes in the inferno.

He slowly lowered the launcher in his hand.

"Cheetah." Liu Ming murmured softly, her voice filled with an unprecedented sense of relief.

"Your revenge." "I've avenged it."