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

The gears of time relentlessly and coldly grind on.

Five years have passed since Liu Ming's "technological breakthrough battle" that overthrew countless powerful figures and reshaped the world order.

In the past five years, Kyushu's economy has grown like a wild beast, leaving the once invincible Western alliance far behind. Meanwhile, in the core top-level buildings, a generational transition has quietly taken place.

A large number of "overseas returnee elites" in their early thirties with impressive resumes, carrying Ivy League diplomas and the gilded halo of Silicon Valley, were promoted as "fresh blood" to deputy positions in key departments.

They are a generation that grew up in favorable circumstances. They did not witness the horrific struggle Liu Ming faced in the mud, risking his life.

In their eyes, this "General Manager Liu," who sits firmly in a high-level position and rarely appears in the media, is nothing more than a "traditionalist" who relies on the legacy of Lin Lao and has a bit more seniority.

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At 10:00 AM, in the conference room of the National Development and Reform Commission's strategic seminar.

Today's topic is the global node deployment of the next-generation "quantum communication network".

Liu Ming sat in the main seat, still wearing that slightly faded dark blue jacket, holding his signature enamel teacup in his hands. He listened quietly to the reports from below, his eyes half-closed, as if he were in deep meditation.

"Mr. Liu, I think your 'Asian Core Node Stabilization Plan' is too conservative."

A slightly abrupt young voice with a heavy Western accent broke the dullness of the meeting.

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The speaker was Li Weisi, who had just been promoted to deputy director of the High Technology Department.

He was thirty-two years old, a double PhD in finance and physics from MIT, and a typical elite. His custom-made suit was spotless, and he wore gold-rimmed glasses. His eyes revealed an arrogance that said, "No one here knows as much as I do."

He stood up, strode to the holographic projection, and turned off Liu Ming's presentation.

"Our current technology is at least ten years ahead of the world. We have the capability and the capital to directly establish our supernodes in North America and Western Europe. By leveraging our technological advantage of 'dimensional reduction,' we can forcibly take over their underlying data chains."

Levitt leaned on the podium with both hands, looking radiant.

"But what about your plan? You're still emphasizing 'steady progress'? You're still focusing on developing countries in Asia and Africa? This is simply wasting our technological advantages!"

"This is like having a nuclear weapon but trying to play with a slingshot! It's typical traditional bureaucratic style!"

These words were spoken.

The entire conference room fell into a deathly silence.

Those predecessors who had followed Liu Ming all the way from Ningzhou and Jiangnan Province looked at Li Weishi as if he were a fool who didn't know what was going to happen.

This little bastard dared to call him conservative and a traditional bureaucrat to Liu Ming's face?

He probably doesn't know how to write the word "Shura"!

"Deputy Director Li, watch your words!"

Chen Momo's current position is already at the level of a department director. She frowned and reprimanded him coldly.

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

Instead of backing down, Levitt received support from several young executives around him who were also returnees from overseas.

"Director Li is right, Mr. Liu. Times have changed. The current international business logic is 'winner takes all.' We have absolute technological barriers, so we should just rush in and reap the rewards. Your old-fashioned 'encircling the cities from the countryside' approach is no longer applicable to the quantum age."

Another slick-haired, powdered-faced returnee echoed.

"Yeah, we have the technology, what are we afraid of? If they dare to resist, we'll just cut off their internet!"

These arrogant young people, relying on the fact that they had read a few foreign books and thought they had mastered a few new words, began to point fingers at the man who had once single-handedly pulled Kyushu back from the brink of disaster.

Liu Ming slowly opened her eyes.

He didn't get angry.

He didn't even change his sitting posture.

He simply picked up the teacup, took a small sip of warm water, and then placed the teacup on the table.

"when."

A very faint sound of ceramics colliding.

This made the few overseas returnees who were still chattering subconsciously shut up.

Liu Ming raised her head, her deep eyes, as dark as a black hole, calmly landing on Li Weishi.

"MIT, dual PhDs in Finance and Physics?"

Liu Ming's voice was soft, yet it carried a chilling sense of oppression.

"Your resume is impressive. But it seems like you left your brain in a Boston bar."

"You!" Levitt's face stiffened, and he was about to retort.

"Shut up."

Liu Ming uttered two words.

That terrifying killing intent, condensed from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, was released without reservation in an instant!

The temperature in the entire conference room seemed to drop ten degrees. Levitt felt as if an invisible giant hand was gripping his throat, making it difficult to even breathe. His legs went weak, and he involuntarily slumped back into his chair.

"Build supernodes directly in North America? Forcibly take over the underlying data chain?"

Liu Ming sneered and tapped her fingers twice on the table.

"Ghost Hand, show these Ivy League 'high achievers' what they've been longing for: the North American node."

"Alright, boss!"

The excited voice of Ghost Hand came through the headphones.

The large screen lit up instantly.

That wasn't a business report. It was an extremely complex global military radar monitoring map, flashing with countless red dots.

"Look carefully."

Liu Ming stood up, walked to the screen, and the ordinary red and blue pencil in her hand now seemed like a sharp sword pointing out the direction of the world.

"This is their Aegis anti-satellite system deployment map in low Earth orbit. These are the coordinates of their twelve deep-sea nuclear submarine bases in Western Europe. This is the test data of their secret 'electromagnetic black hole' jammer, which is being developed to target our quantum communication network."

With each spot Liu Ming pointed to, the faces of those returned overseas students paled a little more.

"Do you think that just because you have a ten-year technological lead, you can treat others like fools and exploit them?"

"That's a nation! That's a hegemonic machine that dominated the earth for a century!"

Liu Ming's voice suddenly rose, booming like thunder in the conference room!

"They lost commercially. But their nuclear weapons didn't rust! Their warships can still sail!"

"Once we forcibly establish data nodes in their core area, it's like stabbing a knife in their heart! Do you think these Anglo-Saxons, driven to the brink, will obediently hand over the data, or will they directly activate those nuclear buttons and take us all down with them?"

"You bunch of idiots who only know how to look at reports and calculate profits!"

Liu Ming hurled the pencil in her hand at Li Weishi. The pencil grazed past his ear and slammed into the wooden wall behind him with a "thud".

"This is a fucking war for the fate of the nation! It's a matter of life and death!"

"I've placed these nodes in Asia, Africa, and Latin America to cut off their allies, their resources, and their vital supply lines before they detonate their nuclear weapons!"

"I want them to be slowly boiled like frogs in water, suffocating to death in their own nests without them even realizing it!"

"That's called strategic depth! That's called winning without bloodshed!"

Liu Ming turned around and looked down at the young executives who were trembling with fear.

The contempt in his eyes was undisguised.

"Winner-takes-all? A game of overwhelming odds?"

"You think you're qualified to talk to me about strategy just because you've read a few lousy books written by foreigners?"

"Back when I was leading my men in hand-to-hand combat with mercenaries in the border quagmire; back when I single-handedly took down three powerful interest groups in Jiangnan Province, you bunch of brats were still abroad, spending your parents' money chasing foreign girls!"

Liu Ming walked back to the main seat and sat down heavily.

He picked up the teacup, his eyes as cold as knives.

"Livist".

"In...in..."

Levitt was trembling all over, his expensive shirt already soaked with cold sweat.

"Your proposal has been rejected."

"Also, don't come to work tomorrow. The National Development and Reform Commission is too small to accommodate a giant like you from MIT. Go to the grassroots level, spend three years in the rural poverty alleviation office, and when you know what the national situation is, come back and write a report for me."

"Mr. Liu...I...I was wrong..."

Levitt turned pale and tried to plead.

"roll!"

Liu Ming gave him no chance. That unquestionable authority made these proud overseas returnees fully understand what true power was and what inviolable divine might meant.

They lowered their heads, like defeated roosters, and slunk out of the meeting room.

The meeting room fell silent once more.

The old subordinates looked at Liu Ming with eyes full of fanatical admiration.

Although this man had gray hair at his temples, the tiger's teeth were not dull at all; on the contrary...

It's even sharper now.

Liu Ming took a sip of tea and glanced at the remaining people.

"Now, let's talk."

"How do we strip those foreign devils of their last shred of underwear?"