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

At the same time, at the headquarters of the Cosmic Organization.

Chamber of Secrets.

No windows.

No light.

Only three incense sticks flickered in the darkness.

Ryuichi Sawada knelt on the cold wooden floor.

In the dim light, the dark gray kimono made him look like a stone statue.

He couldn't remember how long he had been kneeling. His knees were numb, and his blood felt like it had frozen.

But he couldn't feel any pain.

The hatred in his heart, the resentment in his soul, and the ambition for imperial supremacy had made him forget time and his body.

Only the three incense sticks were burning.

He offered a stick of incense to his deceased father.

He offered a stick of incense to his deceased brother.

One stick of incense, dedicated to his deceased son and the dream of an empire.

My phone vibrated.

The screen lights up.

It's a message from Zeus.

The time has come.

Ryuichi Sawada's eyes suddenly opened in the darkness.

Those eyes were cloudy and cold, like a venomous snake awakened from hibernation.

He slowly lowered his head, looked at his phone screen, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

That curve isn't a smile.

It's tearing.

He rubbed his sore and numb knees with difficulty.

"Crack, crack, crack—" The joints made a crisp sound.

For decades, these legs have knelt countless days and nights.

Today will be the day of reckoning.

He slowly got up.

His body was slightly hunched, but his spine was straight.

He looked up at the three memorial tablets in the darkness.

The sound was broken, sharp, like sandpaper rubbing:

"I've been waiting for this day for decades."

His hands slowly opened, as if embracing the void.

"Finally—the time has come to an end."

He smiled.

That smile was twisted, insane, like that of a demon.

He turned and stepped out of the secret room.

The moment he stepped out, his expression returned to calm.

But beneath that calm lay a deep-seated blood feud that had raged for half a century.

The room of the god of the universe was filled with smoke.

On the ground, there was a broken teacup.

Fragments, scattered all over the ground, gleamed coldly under the lamplight.

Zeus sat at the head of the table, his chest heaving violently, still fuming.

Emperor Eyes sat to the side, his face equally gloomy.

Ryuichi Sawada walked in, his gaze sweeping over the fragments on the ground, over the ashen face of the God of the Universe, and over the furrowed brows of the Emperor Eye.

A cunning glint flashed in his eyes, so quick that no one noticed.

He bowed slightly: "Chief, what has made you so angry?"

Before the God of the Universe could speak, the Emperor Eye interrupted.

His voice was filled with anger:

"It's that troublemaking lunatic from the Second Battalion again! Why did he have to kidnap and abduct Chinese citizens?"

He took a deep breath. "The leader wants you, strategist, to come here and think of a solution."

"What?"

Sawada Ryuichi showed a hint of surprise, just in time!

"So the kidnapping of 23 tourists from China in Country A was done by the Second Battalion? That's troublesome."

He pulled out a prepared intelligence report from his pocket.

It seemed both real and fake, flawless. He handed it to the God of the Universe: "Chief, please take a look at this intelligence first."

Zeus reached out and took it, glancing at it once.

The next second—his pupils suddenly contracted!

Then he suddenly stood up!

His eyes were as cold as knives!

A strong killing intent burst forth from him, filling the entire room!

His gaze was fixed on Ryuichi Sawada, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth:

"Strategist—! How did the Dragon Kingdom find the hostages so quickly? And are they even preparing to send troops?"

Ryuichi Sawada frowned, pretending to think, and tapped the corner of the armchair lightly with his fingers.

"Tap, tap, tap." Each sound felt like a knock on the heart.

After a moment, he spoke:

"I don't know the reason either. But chief, it's too late to investigate now."

His voice became rapid!

"The Dragon Kingdom has already deployed troops. They still don't know the true identity of the Second Battalion. Moreover, intelligence indicates that the leader this time may be Zeng Linglong."

Zeus's eyes suddenly narrowed!

Zeng Linglong!

That name was like a thorn stuck in his heart!

Ryuichi Sawada continued:

"Second Battalion, we must protect it."

He looked at the God of the Universe with sincere eyes!

"The deputy leader just asked me for a suggestion, and I have a perfect plan here."

Zeus sat down and stared at him. "Speak."

Ryuichi Sawada took a deep breath, his voice becoming deep and powerful:

"First, we'll turn the tables on them. We'll use the Second Battalion as bait to lure Zeng Linglong over."

He paused.

"Secondly, we will immediately dispatch the elite troops of the First, Third, and Fourth Knight Battalions."

"To encircle and attack Zeng Linglong and his men from both inside and outside."

His hands made an encircling gesture in the air:

"This time, we can not only eliminate Zeng Linglong, but also cause the Dragon Kingdom to suffer heavy losses, and also save the Second Battalion."

A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth!

"Most importantly, aren't the Third and Fourth Battalions seeking revenge against Mad God and Vajra? This time, they can achieve that goal too."

He opened his arms wide, as if embracing victory:

"Anyway, our Knights Camp is very mysterious, and outsiders have no way of finding any clues about our Cosmic Organization."

"Besides, this is, after all, an overseas operation."

"Overseas, we have a much greater advantage than China."

His voice was filled with excitement and infectious energy:

"Once our leader, Zeng Linglong, is eliminated, our long-standing hatred for the Zeng family will finally be avenged!"

His gaze turned crazed:

"Let that old bastard Zeng Rong suffer! Let him and Zeng Sheng experience the feeling of losing a loved one!"

Zeus stood up and paced quickly back and forth in the room.

Each step made the floorboards creak.

He was thinking, weighing the pros and cons, calculating the gains and losses.

Finally, he stopped and looked at the Emperor's Eye:

"Deputy Chief, what do you think of the plan the strategist just proposed? How feasible is it?"

"Is there anything else you'd like to add, or any good suggestions?"

A fierce glint flashed in the Emperor's eyes.

His voice was like the clanging of steel:

"The Second Battalion definitely needs to be rescued."

"Although Madman is a bit reckless in his actions, he is, after all, a brother of mine and you, Chief, for many years."

He spoke faster.

"At the same time, we have devoted many years of effort to training the Second Battalion."

"The organization has already suffered heavy losses with the loss of Mad God and Vajra."

"Therefore, the Second Battalion—must be protected!"

He stood up and clenched his fist:

"In addition, both Mad God and King Kong died at the hands of Zeng Linglong."

"This is a grudge that must be avenged!"

"This is also the best opportunity to get rid of Zeng Linglong!"

He looked at Zeus.

"I agree with the strategist's plan."

Zeus remained silent for a moment.

Then, he nodded emphatically.

"Okay!" His voice was firm and resolute.

"That deputy leader, immediately assemble all the knight battalions under your command. Head to Country A at top speed!"