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

Dark as ink.

Behind the base lies a secluded woodland.

More than twenty robust training team members stood in neat rows.

They were noticeably more robust than the average team member.

He had broad shoulders and arms as thick as tree stumps.

They are—heavy firepower specialists.

Tie Zhu stood in front of them.

Its mountain-like form appears even more imposing in the darkness of night.

His gaze slowly swept over each face.

His eyes were calm yet full of power.

"Do you understand the importance of heavy firepower suppression on the battlefield?"

His voice was deep and resonant.

Like muffled thunder rolling across the night sky.

The team members held their breath.

No one answered.

Because what the instructors wanted wasn't an answer.

It means to remember.

Tie Zhu raised his right hand.

Pointing to the mountains and forests opposite.

There, in the darkness, dozens of red dots flickered.

Densely packed, like the eyes of a demon.

"Now, I'll show you—"

"What is true suppression and blockade?"

He bent down.

He lifted the modified Vulcan cannon with one hand.

The six tubes rotated, gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

The weight of over 60 kilograms felt as light as nothing in his hands.

"Look carefully."

"And remember that too."

The sound of the iron pillar echoed in the night wind.

"Special operations are all about buying time."

"Therefore, the firepower specialists must act as quickly as possible—"

"Calculate the firing range and the enemy's firing positions."

"And then, in the shortest possible time—"

"Quickly suppress and block the enemy's firepower."

"And we must achieve seamless fire support with our comrades."

He paused.

"Other unconventional special forces—"

"But the head instructor's command and team coordination are different."

He demanded—

"Each special operations team must be equipped with a main firepower operator."

"An assistant fireman."

"Then you also need to configure it—"

"Two snipers."

The team members' eyes gleamed.

Some people looked puzzled.

Why?

Isn't this a waste of manpower?

Tie Zhu gave a simple, honest smile.

That smile, however, sent chills down one's spine in the darkness of the night.

"Because we need a quick victory."

"Because we want to minimize casualties."

His gaze deepened.

It was as if, through the darkness of the night, I could see a distant battlefield.

"Perhaps you don't yet truly understand how terrifying the head instructor is."

"Every operation he commanded—"

"Almost all of them were swift battles with zero casualties."

He was silent for a moment.

A look of longing appeared on his face.

That's the expression of someone who has experienced life and death and witnessed miracles.

"Every time I suppress the enemy with heavy firepower—"

"Behind me, or to my side—"

"There will definitely be a secondary gunner."

"I covered for him, and he covered for me."

His voice slowed down.

"Then, the head instructor and the second instructor—"

"Always in some place I don't know—"

"To suppress the enemy snipers and gunners."

The words fell.

Tie Zhu suddenly raised the Vulcan cannon!

Aim at those dozens of red dots in the opposite mountain forest!

"Da da da da—!!!"

Flames erupted!

Bullet casings rained down like a storm!

Under the moonlight, it drew a golden arc!

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Four seconds.

Five seconds.

The gunfire stopped abruptly.

Beyond the mountains, dozens of red dots—

All are extinguished.

A dead silence.

Five seconds.

Only five seconds.

And it was at night.

In a very short time, Tie Zhu completely suppressed and blocked the enemy's firing range and firing positions.

He threw the Vulcan cannon heavily onto the grass.

"Bang!"

The dull thud made the ground tremble.

He looked at his teammates.

His tone was eerily calm.

"Tonight, you will take turns suppressing the red dots in the mountains and forests with firepower."

"All red dots must be eliminated within 10 seconds."

"If one person can't do it, then two people can work together."

Done.

He turned around.

gone.

There were no unnecessary words.

Because what needs to be said and what needs to be taught—

They demonstrated it through their actions.

What standards can these team members reach in the future?

It all depends on their own fate and perseverance.

Tie Zhu's figure disappeared into the night.

More than twenty heavy artillerymen stood still.

For a long time, no one spoke.

finally--

One of the team members, codenamed "Lion," swallowed hard.

He looked at his comrades-in-arms beside him.

The voice trembled.

"Instructor...this is terrifying!"

"You eliminated all the red dots within five seconds?"

"If this were on the battlefield, the enemy wouldn't even dare to show their faces!"

Another member, codenamed "Leopard," had his throat bobbing.

"The instructor just said—"

"He always had a second-in-command with him."

"Just think about it, what if we cooperated and worked together—"

"Won't the enemy be completely routed?"

He took a deep breath.

"We all know the terrifying sniping abilities of the chief instructor and the second instructor."

"Suppressive heavy firepower from the front, and targeted by top-tier snipers from behind—"

"Then the enemy has no choice but to despair."

The lion suddenly let out an exhilarating roar!

"practice--!"

"Let's quickly practice according to the instructor's plan!"

His eyes burned in the night.

"Damn, just thinking about it gets my blood pumping!"

"If only we all had half the skills of an instructor—"

"On the battlefield, they'd basically be unstoppable!"

"Three days from now, let our brother teams taste our torrent of bullets!"

"Hahaha--!!!"

Laughter echoed in the night sky.

More than 20 heavy artillerymen quickly took their positions.

The Vulcan cannon roars once more.

"Da da da da—!!!"

Bullet casings rained down like a storm.

The red dots on the other side of the mountain forest went out one by one.

Although slower than the iron pillar.

But everyone is working desperately.

They are all burning.