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

"BOOM—BOOM—!!!"

In the sky, three blazing orange-red fireballs exploded in the deep blue night, like three flowers of death blooming in the void.

A violent shockwave swept down like a tidal wave, causing the thick bulletproof glass of the command center to creak and groan, and the originally pitch-black "Death Valley" was instantly illuminated as if it were daytime.

That was an almost extreme visual impact.

High in the sky, countless burning debris trails of smoke fell like a meteor shower onto the distant barren mountain ridge.

Each piece of debris that landed represented the elimination of a deadly threat.

Silence. The entire joint command center was shrouded in a deathly, almost frozen silence.

The officers who had been frantically scratching their heads and even prepared to die for their country just moments before were now frozen in place. Their mouths were agape, their necks were stiffly tilted back, and their eyes were fixed on the now calm radar screen, their minds completely blank.

The interception was successful.

In those ten seconds when death seemed certain, in that desperate situation where even the central computer couldn't calculate an escape route.

Three miniature bunker buster bombs, capable of changing the fate of the nation, were intercepted in mid-air by this young director in a manner that was almost miraculous!

"Gulp."

Someone swallowed hard.

The sound was exceptionally clear in the deathly silent room.

Immediately afterwards, "Whoosh—!!!"

A burst of nearly frenzied cheers, which had been suppressed for too long, flooded the entire command center like a burst dam!

"We did it! We did it!" "My God! Three shots, all in! This is a miracle! Absolutely a miracle!" "Director Liu... no, God Liu! You're like a brother to me! You saved us all!"

Several young technicians hugged each other excitedly, laughing and crying at the same time. The feeling of exhaustion from escaping the gates of hell and being pulled back left them without even the strength to stand.

The elderly academician slumped into his chair, his lips trembling violently. Looking at Liu Ming's slightly thin back, tears finally streamed down his creased face.

It was a sense of relief at surviving a disaster, but also an extreme shock at the young man's almost "divine" abilities.

"Liu... Liu Ming."

Company Commander Zhao Gang slowly walked forward, his steps somewhat unsteady. The doubt and scrutiny in his eyes when he looked at Liu Ming were gone.

Instead, there was an unprecedented sense of awe, akin to looking at a deity.

He snapped to attention and gave the most standard and weighty military salute of his life.

"Zhao Gang...on behalf of all the officers and soldiers of the border defense company, thank you, leaders!"

Liu Ming didn't speak. He slowly turned around and casually turned off the rapidly scrolling green code on the console.

His face was still somewhat pale, and the beads of sweat on his forehead glistened faintly under the light, but his eyes were even brighter and colder than before.

"Old Zhao."

Liu Ming's voice was soft, yet it carried a power that could penetrate the noise.

"It's too early to thank me now."

He pointed to the missile fragments slowly descending on the screen.

"Go, take some men and collect all those fragments. Don't leave a single one out. Especially the guidance chip that I forcibly overloaded and burned out."

"I want to know exactly how much stuff these beasts added that they shouldn't have."

A flicker of lingering fear flashed in Liu Ming's eyes, though it was only for a moment, but Zhao Gang, who had been watching him the whole time, still caught it.

"Sir, do you mean... there's something fishy about this missile?"

Liu Ming sneered. He walked to the tactical map and poked the red dot marked as the core of the mineral vein.

"Something fishy?"

"This is no ordinary missile."

Liu Ming's tone became unusually serious, even exuding a chilling aura.

"Based on the instantaneous data I captured when I took over the system, these three missiles are not only filled with high-energy shaped charge, but their very tips also contain a chemical powder called an 'isotope tracer'."

"Once this thing explodes in the atmosphere, it will instantly cover an area of ​​ten kilometers in radius."

"Although it's not fatal."

"But it will form a special electromagnetic barrier, and in the next ten or even twenty years, any cutting-edge physical detection equipment entering this area will be subject to extremely strong signal interference."

"What?!" the military expert exclaimed in surprise. "Doesn't that mean that even if the vein still exists, we won't be able to conduct precise mining and research?"

"That's right."

Liu Ming's finger traced a cold, hard line across the map.

"That was their real 'killer move'."

"Those who can't kill us will destroy our future."

"They want to use this insane method to make the Dragon Kingdom guard this treasure mountain, but they can't even dig a single hole."

"This kind of tactic is not something an ordinary mercenary could come up with. Behind this must be the 'Aegis' intelligence agency, which is used to strangling people on the international stage."

Liu Ming turned her head and looked at the officers present who were trembling with anger.

A cruel and wild smile curved the corners of his mouth.

That smile was like a drawn sword, gleaming in the cold wind, exuding an unbridled and domineering aura.

"Do they think they can subdue us with these high-tech toys and this so-called 'dimensional reduction attack'?"

"Do they think that just because they stick their stinky foot in our door, we'll obediently hand over our stuff?"

Liu Ming slammed her hand on the control panel.

"Click."

The hard alloy shell was actually cracked by his palm strike, leaving several tiny cracks.

"Since they want to play, let's play a big game with them."

Liu Ming gave the final, and most insane, command into the headset.

"Ghost Hand, listen up!"

"Send all the data trajectories of those three missiles, including their production batches, guidance protocols, and that 'Aegis' proprietary encrypted backdoor, to major military forums around the world."

"I want the whole world to see how this Western hegemon, which keeps talking about 'democracy' and 'peace,' is using such heinous weapons to destroy the future of human technology on the borders of neighboring countries."

"I will make them drown in their own words in the court of international public opinion!"

"in addition."

Liu Ming paused, each word sounding like a shard of ice squeezed out from between her teeth.

"Contact the 'Dragon Fang' preparatory team."

"Let's bring out those 'old friends' that we've been keeping sealed away for three years."

"Since they want to strangle us."

"Then I'll go and tear their throats to shreds first."

Liu Ming turned off the main control panel, and the huge screen instantly went dark.

Only his shadow, stretched long under the dim emergency light.

Like a war god guarding the nation's gate.

"Director Liu." The old academician walked over and grasped Liu Ming's hand tightly. The old man's voice was hoarse, but it revealed an unprecedented firmness.

"Thank you, thank you so much. This battle was not only a victory for us, but also a victory for the spirit of the Chinese nation."

Liu Ming smiled and gently patted the old academician's hand. His smile was clear and calm, yet it also revealed a wildness that made people's hearts flutter.

"Professor, you are wrong."

Liu Ming looked out the window at the gradually brightening eastern sky, where the first light of dawn was breaking.

"This battle is not over yet."

"Now, it's our turn... to collect the debts."

He turned around, and amidst the almost fanatical stares of the officers and experts, Liu Ming picked up his worn-out tactical backpack. He strode quickly towards the gate.

As he reached the door, he paused slightly, turned around, and looked at the still-smoking launch pad.

He uttered a single, understated sentence that sent shivers down the spines of the entire Western intelligence community.

"Trying to strangle us?"

"It's simply..."

"A fool's dream!"