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

In the top-tier conference room of the M Group, a symbol of global technological dominance, the air pressure was so low it felt like it could crush a person.

The holographic projection on the wall was playing a loop of the press conference in the East that triggered a global tsunami. On the screen, the "Dragon Abyss" chip, which was only the size of a fingernail, seemed to be silently mocking every Western elite present.

Thomas, like a furious bear, slammed the crystal ashtray in his hand onto the screen.

"Crash!" The screen shattered and the image distorted, but the eerie blue light was still blinding.

"Commercial sanctions have become a joke! The technological blockade has been completely broken! Can anyone tell me how that devil surnamed Liu managed to turn theory into mass production in just three months?"

Thomas roared, his eyes twitching violently with extreme panic and rage. He knew all too well what the emergence of "Dragon Abyss" meant. It wasn't just a disaster that would halve the M Group's stock price; it was the beginning of the collapse of the entire Western technological hegemony. Once the Dragon Nation gained control over the pricing power of the underlying infrastructure, the end would be nigh for these vampires.

"Mr. President, conventional methods are no longer effective." From the shadows, a man in a black trench coat spoke slowly. He was a senior agent of the "Aegis" intelligence agency, in charge of this "covert war" against the Dragon Kingdom.

"The underground supply chain in China is extremely well-organized. Our agents who went in to infiltrate the country were chopped up like vegetables by 'Dragon Shield Security' before they even reached the border."

The man stepped forward, lowering his voice, "Since we can't solve the problem, let's deal with the person who raised it."

Thomas turned his head sharply, a glint of madness flashing in his eyes.

"You mean...?"

"Night Owls," the man coldly uttered a name. "One of the top three assassin organizations on the dark web. They've already accepted the job. The price is one hundred million US dollars. The target is only Liu Ming."

Thomas took a deep breath, grabbed the wine glass on the table, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Kill him. At all costs."

……

The capital city, late at night.

A heavy snowfall had just occurred, and a thin layer of dark ice had formed on the road surface.

Liu Ming sat in the black Hongqi car that had been specially modified by "Dragon Fang".

Three consecutive months of intense seclusion had left him utterly exhausted. At this moment, he was leaning back in his chair, eyes closed, resting. His mind was repeatedly processing the possible routes for the next generation of "Dragon Abyss" iterative architecture.

The carriage was quiet, with only the soft whirring of the air conditioner blowing warm air.

"Director, after we cross the overpass ahead, we'll be home in ten minutes."

While steadily steering the wheel, Old Chen reported to his superior in a low voice.

"Hmm. You've worked hard these past few days. I'll give you a day off tomorrow so you can get some rest." Liu Ming didn't open her eyes, her tone revealing a rare hint of relaxation.

"It's my duty, not hard work."

Old Chen smiled.

The Hongqi car drove onto the overpass, a newly built elevated road. Because it had just snowed and it was 2 a.m., the entire bridge was deserted, without a single soul in sight.

Just as the car reached the highest point of the bridge.

Liu Ming's tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open! That almost beast-like instinct for danger, honed in the crucible of countless corpses and seas of blood, made every hair on his body stand on end!

"Old Chen! Brake!!!"

Liu Ming let out a roar that had changed tone!

Although Old Chen didn't know what had happened, out of absolute trust in Liu Ming and his instinct as a former guard, he didn't hesitate to slam on the brakes!

"Squeak—!!!"

The tires screeched wildly on the icy road, emitting an extremely piercing scream! The heavy, armored car lost traction and spun violently across the bridge!

Just one tenth of a second before the Hongqi car came to a stop.

"boom--!!!"

A blinding burst of light suddenly erupted from the bridge surface less than ten meters ahead!

That's no ordinary explosive. That's a military-grade directional blast mine!

The immense force of the explosion instantly overturned the thick concrete bridge surface, sending countless steel bars and rubble flying in all directions like cannonballs. The violent shockwave, like an invisible giant hammer, slammed heavily onto the front of the Hongqi car!

"Bang!"

Even the Hongqi car, which has undergone the highest level of bulletproof modification, is as fragile as a toy in the face of this terrifying explosive force.

The front of the car was instantly dented and deformed, and the sturdy bulletproof glass was covered with spiderweb-like cracks. The entire car was launched into the air by the enormous impact, tumbling twice before crashing heavily into the guardrail of the overpass!

"Creak... Crash!"

The guardrail was broken, and half of the Hongqi car was hanging in the air dozens of meters above the overpass, teetering on the verge of falling! The sound of metal scraping against metal was particularly shrill in the cold wind.

Inside the car, all the airbags deployed. Thick smoke filled the air, and a pungent, acrid smell permeated the entire cabin.

"Old Chen..." Liu Ming was trapped in the back seat, his forehead was cut open, and blood flowed down his cheek, blurring his vision. He struggled to push the driver's seat, but found that his right leg was firmly stuck in the deformed car door.

"Director...Director...Quick...Run..." Old Chen slumped over the steering wheel, his voice so weak it was almost inaudible, his fate unknown.

Just then, "Tap. Tap. Tap."

A series of extremely steady sounds of leather shoes tapping on the ground pierced through the wind and snow, slowly coming from the other end of the overpass.

Three men dressed in black trench coats, like ghosts in the night, stepped over the pebbles and approached the Hongqi car that was suspended in mid-air.

The man in the lead held a Glock pistol with a silencer in his hand. He stared at the car that was billowing smoke, his eyes devoid of any emotion, as if he were looking at a dead prey.

"Confirm target status."

The man coldly issued the order.

The two assassins behind him drew their military knives and, like two bloodthirsty wolves, flanked him from the left and right.

"Director Liu."

The leader walked to within five meters of the car, raised his pistol, and pointed it steadily at the back seat. "Someone's hired to kill you. You probably won't be seeing the snow in the capital."

Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three muffled thuds.

The bullet precisely pierced the already cracked bulletproof glass and entered the carriage.

The Hongqi car, which was suspended in mid-air, finally lost its balance due to the final external impact. With a tooth-grinding metallic tearing sound, the car rolled over and plummeted straight into the bottomless, icy moat below!

"Boom!"

A huge spray of water shot into the sky, instantly engulfing the black sedan. The icy river water quickly flowed back, burying all the sins and secrets under the boundless darkness.

"Mission accomplished, retreat."

The leader glanced coldly at the churning river below the bridge, put away his pistol, and turned to disappear into the night.

The wind and snow continued to rage, as if nothing had happened.

But at this moment, the technological lifeline of the entire capital, and even the entire Dragon Kingdom, seemed to have fallen into a deathly abyss along with the car that plunged into the icy river.

Liu Ming's fate is unknown.