The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

Zeng Linglong sat back down in his seat.

The grim look on his face slowly faded.

Instead, a faint smile appeared.

He looked at his teammates.

My gaze lingered for a moment on each familiar face.

I feel tired.

But more often than not—

Glad.

"During this period of time—"

"Everyone has worked hard."

The year-end is approaching.

He paused.

"Since everyone is in China—"

"The Spring Festival in the Dragon Kingdom—"

"This is my first time passing."

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"And you?"

Guo Wei was taken aback.

Immediately, a bright smile bloomed on his face.

"Boss, are you... giving us a holiday?"

Zeng Linglong nodded with a smile.

"tomorrow--"

"A skills competition will be held to select the 2500 trainees."

"Select the top five in each skill category."

"Then, the 500 selected members joined Dragon Shadow."

"Two days later—"

"Lead these trainees to participate in a combat exercise of the Chinese special forces."

"Then--"

His gaze swept over everyone.

"Then everyone go home."

"Chinese New Year".

Spend time with your family.

The atmosphere in the operations room instantly became more relaxed.

Li Wuguo grinned.

Zhang Zheng and Wu Lei exchanged a glance, their eyes full of smiles.

Liu Feng touched his nose and smiled.

A hint of gentleness appeared on Ye Feng's usually cold face.

Zeng Linglong continued:

"At that time—"

"I will have Tengao arrange some New Year's goods."

"On my behalf—"

"To visit the families of all my brothers."

His voice was sincere and warm.

"This year, everyone went their separate ways overseas—"

"It's not easy."

"Family members have it even harder."

"Give them my regards."

A brief silence fell over the operations room.

Then--

Guo Wei suddenly chuckled.

He rubbed his hands together and approached with a fawning expression.

"Boss—"

"With someone as wealthy as you making a purchase, it's bound to be something extraordinary!"

His eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"That...is..."

He scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"That military tribute liquor—"

"I was craving these snacks for ages before I retired!"

"Could you...?"

He stared longingly at Zeng Linglong.

"Can you get me a few boxes to take back to my hometown?"

"Let me drink to my heart's content—"

"It also allows me to speak in front of my family and relatives—"

"Let me show off!"

"Yes, yes, yes!!!"

Wu Lei suddenly jumped up!

Their eyes lit up!

That light was even more intense than when we received the information from the headquarters of the Cosmic Organization!

"Boss! We want a few cases too!"

"That drink was so satisfying!"

He swallowed hard, as if he could already smell the aroma of the wine.

"Just thinking about it makes my mouth water!"

Liu Feng also came over, his face beaming with smiles.

"Boss, there's also that..."

His voice suddenly became somewhat stuttering.

"That... special..."

"Special tribute cigarettes..."

He rubbed his hands together, his eyes filled with longing.

"Boss, didn't you return to the family?"

"Could you...?"

"Could you get me a few cartons of special tribute cigarettes?"

Wu Lei immediately chimed in:

"Yes, yes, yes! Special tribute cigarettes!"

"Boss, think about it—"

"When we go back, we'll drink special military-grade liquor!"

"They're smoking special tribute cigarettes!"

"Then when they go home, they'll be incredibly awesome!"

Zeng Linglong looked at the three grinning faces in front of him.

Looking into their eyes, which held a mixture of longing and cunning, expectation and a hint of slyness.

He was stunned.

Then--

"puff."

He laughed.

I was so angry I laughed.

"damn it--"

He lifted his foot.

Without any hesitation, he kicked Guo Wei, Wu Lei, and Liu Feng each!

not heavy.

But it carries the banter and intimacy that only comrades-in-arms share in life and death.

"You three—"

"They really know how to take advantage of a situation!"

He laughed and cursed.

"How many cases of 'Special Tribute Wine' do you want?"

"How many cartons of special tribute cigarettes do you want?"

"Do you think these are just cabbages growing on the street?!"

"Supplies that can be found so easily?!"

Guo Wei was kicked, but he laughed even harder.

He rubbed his bottom and said with a grin:

"Boss!"

"You are incredibly resourceful, this is nothing..."

"It's just a piece of cake!"

Wu Lei also joined in:

"Exactly!"

"Boss, please have pity on us country bumpkins who've never seen the world!"

"Let's experience the taste of this special edition too!"

Liu Feng nodded frantically beside him.

The longing in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Zeng Linglong looked at them.

Looking at these faces, though they were all smiles, they were filled with a deep sense of shared destiny.

he knows.

These brothers are the kind of people who risk their lives.

Before retiring, he was a professional soldier.

After retiring from the military, he became a special soldier.

They are still protecting this country.

Protecting the lights of every household.

Protecting others' reunions.

And they themselves—

How long has it been since you spent a proper Chinese New Year with your family?

A warm feeling welled up in Zeng Linglong's heart.

And, there's a subtle, almost imperceptible sourness.

He deliberately put on a stern face.

"Alright, alright."

"Stop howling."

"Let me think of a way."

Guo Wei, Wu Lei, and Liu Feng's eyes instantly lit up like light bulbs!

"Long live the boss!"

"The boss is the coolest!"

"Boss, I love you!"

Zeng Linglong raised his foot, as if to kick again.

The three immediately dodged away, laughing like weasels who had stolen a chicken.

Zeng Linglong turned around.

He had his back to them.

A helpless yet indulgent smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

These guys...

It's just a few cases of liquor and a few cartons of cigarettes, isn't it?

As the leader—

If they can't even meet this small request...

What qualifications do they have to lead these human killing machines?

big deal...

He tried to find a way to get his father, uncle, and grandfather—

There's also the alcohol and cigarettes from the homes of Old Liu and Old Zhang—

Empty it out!

Thinking of this, Zeng Linglong's smile deepened.

A sly glint flashed in his eyes.

Anyway, those old folks can't finish drinking or smoking.

Let's just say...

We've made a contribution to the Spring Festival celebrations for the younger generation!

at the same time.

General Zhang's office.

The old man was sitting behind his desk, reviewing documents.

Sudden--

"Achoo!"

A loud sneeze!

Old Zhang rubbed his nose.

He frowned.

strangeness……

I don't have a cold...

At the same time.

General Liu's office.

The old man was holding a teacup, standing by the window, thinking that soon, the dragon's shadow would appear out of nowhere.

On his face was a smile of satisfaction.

Sudden--

"Achoo!"

Another sneeze!

Old Liu was taken aback.

The water in the teacup sloshed around.

He put down his teacup and rubbed his nose.

self-mumbling:

"The Lunar New Year is almost here..."

"Who's talking about me?"

The two elderly people were several hundred meters apart.

I sneezed at the same time.

At the same time, I felt a strange sense of panic.

It seems...

Something bad is happening.

Or rather—

Something precious is slipping away from them.

Inside the operations room.

A meaningful smile appeared on Zeng Linglong's lips.

Those alcohols and cigarettes—

He's determined to have it!

Ye Feng watched from the side as Zeng Linglong's sly smile flashed across his face.

The way the boss smiles...

This usually means that someone is about to have bad luck.

Moreover, it's the kind of thing—

The unlucky guy who gets sold out and then has to help count the money.