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

The towering flames tore through the night sky over the high seas of the Pacific Ocean.

The underground fortress, which "Aegis" had managed for over a decade and was said to be able to withstand even a nuclear attack, collapsed and sank completely amidst a series of dull yet violent explosions, turning into underwater ruins.

In North America, thousands of miles away, at the headquarters of an intelligence agency.

A piercing alarm blared through every corridor. In front of the massive command screen stood numerous high-ranking generals with their stars on their shoulders and intelligence chiefs in suits. Their faces, illuminated by the flashing red light of the screens, appeared exceptionally pale and contorted.

"Fxxk! Can anyone tell me what happened?"

The intelligence chief slammed his coffee cup to the ground, splattering the brown liquid everywhere. Like a raging lion, he roared at the signal source on the screen, which had turned into static.

"That was the key high-ranking official we used to control the East! It contained not only 'Blood Wolf's' files, but also a list of our informants that we'd painstakingly planted over the past twenty years! And now you're telling me it's gone? Erased?"

"Sir..."

A technical supervisor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his voice trembling, "Just thirty seconds before the base exploded, we intercepted a video signal that was forcibly transmitted through the public network."

"Release them!"

The large screen flickered. The image was very unstable, with strong electromagnetic interference.

But everyone could clearly see that the burning central server room was littered with the corpses of Aegis guards. Right in the center of the screen.

On one of the walls, which was burned down to only half its original size, a huge, lifelike pattern was drawn with dark red blood.

It was a ferocious, roaring... golden dragon head.

Below the dragon's head, a line of text was written in perfect English: "Those who offend China, though far away, shall be punished."

"Dragon Fang..."

The intelligence chief stared at the golden dragon head, his pupils suddenly contracting, a chill running from his tailbone straight to the top of his head.

"It's that damned Ghost Force! Weren't they disbanded a long time ago? How could they have crossed the Pacific and taken down our high-level base without anyone noticing?"

"Sir, this isn't the worst of it."

The tech lead swallowed hard. "Just now, all the bounty orders for 'Liu Ming' on the dark web... were forcibly cancelled."

"Revoked? Who did it?"

"It wasn't others who cancelled the orders; it was the various assassin organizations... who proactively withdrew from the contracts."

The tech lead tapped a few keys on the keyboard, and the dark web's trading interface appeared on the large screen.

The "Liu Ming Hunt Order," which was originally at the top of the list with a bounty of one hundred million US dollars, has now turned into a blinding red "CANCELED."

Meanwhile, the entire underground world was in an uproar in the forum's discussion area.

"This is insane! Even Aegis's headquarters has been taken down! They've withstood a nation's special forces!"

"Take this job? Have you got a death wish? That dragon in the East has awakened; whoever goes will die!"

"I heard the leader is that Liu Ming. He's not some civil official at all; he's a reincarnated demon! We can't afford to mess with him, we really can't afford to mess with him!"

Panic, a panic known as "mysterious Eastern power," spread rapidly like a plague through Western intelligence circles and the underworld.

Those desperados who would normally kill even the president for money collectively chose to play dead upon seeing that golden dragon logo. No matter how good money is, you need to be alive to enjoy it.

"Bang!"

The intelligence chief slammed his fist on the control panel, drawing blood from his knuckles. He stared intently at the phrase "Though far away, we will surely punish them," his chest heaving violently.

"Assassination is no longer an option."

"This kid exposed our weaknesses and slapped us in the face. If we just swallow this insult, how will we ever face anyone internationally again?"

He turned his head and looked at an elderly man with white hair sitting in the shadows. He was the mastermind behind the scenes, representing the interests of the top Western financial groups.

"Since force cannot solve the problem."

The old man slowly stood up, his cane tapping the ground with a dull thud, and his cloudy eyes revealed a venomous ruthlessness.

"Then let's use what we do best."

"economy."

"Didn't he develop that 'Dragon Abyss' chip? Wasn't he trying to break our technological hegemony?"

The old man gave a cold laugh, as if announcing a death sentence.

"Notify all member states of the alliance. Initiate Level S commercial sanctions."

"I want them to be able to manufacture chips, but not be able to buy a single grain of sand. I want them to be able to produce things that can't even leave their own country."

"Ban him! Ban him completely worldwide!"

……

An unprecedented storm of commercial sanctions is brewing rapidly, fueled by the Western world.

However, at this moment, they were on a military special plane bound for the capital.

Liu Ming was leaning back in his leather seat, resting with his eyes closed. The murderous aura around him had completely subsided, and he had transformed back into the gentle and refined young official who made people feel at ease.

"Boss."

Ghost Hand sat beside him, holding his laptop, looking excited. "Things have quieted down on the dark web. Those bastards are scared out of their wits; they've torn up your bounty themselves."

Liu Ming didn't even open her eyes, only the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned.

"As expected."

"These Westerners have a robber's logic at their core. If you try to reason with them, they'll act like thugs. Only if you're more thuggish and violent than them will they sit down and listen to your reasoning."

"But boss."

Tank poked its head out from behind, scratching itself with some concern. "We've made such a big commotion this time, even ransacking Aegis's house. Those foreign devils definitely won't let this go."

"They wouldn't dare to come openly, they'll definitely resort to underhanded tactics. Like... economic sanctions?"

"Sanctions?"

Liu Ming finally opened her eyes. There was no panic in her deep eyes, but rather a calm and knowing look.

"Tank, you've become smarter."

Liu Ming sat up straight, gazing at the vast, boundless sea of ​​clouds outside the window. Beneath the clouds lay the land of Kyushu, which he had just protected with his blood and slaughter.

"They can't come up with any new tricks besides sanctions."

"but……"

Liu Ming touched his chin, his eyes becoming somewhat amused.

"If they think they can strangle the current China with those outdated blockade methods," then they might really need to review their history.

He turned to look at Ghost Hand, his tone as relaxed as if he were arranging dinner.

"Notify Nangong Yao."

"It's time to put our 'backup plan,' which we've been preparing for half a year, into the open."

"Since they want to start a trade war."

Liu Ming's eyes instantly sharpened like knives.

"Then let's teach them."

"What is... Eastern rules?"