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

"Damn it!" the wolf began to curse.

"Why does the enemy still have heavy firepower?"

He quickly gave the order—

"The enemy's firepower is too intense!"

"The Fourth Battalion will arrive in four minutes. Don't engage in a direct firefight yet!"

"Take cover to the left; that's where the enemy's firepower is weakest!"

Then he fell for it again.

A hill 500 meters to the left.

Zeng Linglong had already arranged for heavy firepower.

They just haven't shown up yet because the time isn't right.

Zeng Linglong deliberately employed a heavy firepower strategy, coupled with exploiting the opponent's psychology—

If the enemy wants to wait for reinforcements from the north and wants to encircle them, then they will definitely preserve their fighting strength and hide on the left.

Inside the hill on the left.

After the twelve main and secondary gunners saw the enemy enter their field of vision—

The firepower became a tsunami, destroying everything in the Third Battalion.

The wolf was dumbfounded.

The enemy is too cunning.

They still retain their strength in this environment.

They only moved out after he changed positions—

Did the opposing commander already know his tactics and mindset?

This is terrifying.

He had no time to think.

Because at that moment, Tie Zhu led all the gunners to open fire simultaneously!

They concentrated their firepower and began a frenzied barrage to suppress and blockade the enemy.

Ye Feng also led the snipers in a frenzied attack on the snipers of the Third Battalion.

Xiaoya led all the correspondents—

Thirteen drones carrying high-explosive candy bombs took off urgently and flew towards the Third Battalion's position.

The wolf has no way to fight back now.

The enemy's firepower is concentrated and intense!

He has already arranged for his team to prepare to fire on the drone!

But as soon as he looked up, his head was torn apart like a watermelon by bullets from a Vulcan cannon.

At this moment, Zeng Linglong finally gave the order for a general attack: "All team members, kill them all!!"

Tie Zhu picked up the Vulcan cannon and shouted, "Charge!"

All heavy weapon personnel picked up their Vulcan cannons and charged forward!

Snipers were positioned at different locations in the rear.

The cover assault team and other team members followed closely behind.

Drones were flying overhead, dropping candy bombs.

"BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!"

The Third Battalion's position is now filled with the sounds of explosions, gunfire, fire, thick smoke, and sandstorms.

At the same time, it is the corpses and blood of the enemy.

The deputy battalion commander of the second battalion and the Japanese soldiers he led originally intended to retreat and escape!

However, they were all killed under the all-round coverage of candy bombs and heavy firepower, as well as the muzzle of the Grim Reaper sniper rifle.

The wolf, lying in its bunker, urgently communicated with the outside world:

"Fourth Battalion! Reinforcements at once! We've already held out..."

He hadn't finished speaking!

A candy bomb dropped by a drone exploded right next to him!

It vanished into thin air, carrying with it his body and the radio waves of his communications.

Zeng Linglong's command rang out again in all the team members' earpieces:

"Eliminate the enemy and clean up the battlefield as quickly as possible! We're running low on ammunition, take everything you can! And retreat immediately!"

"yes!"

All the team members shouted with great excitement.

The actions just now were in line with their boss's plan!

It's absolutely textbook-level, and another miracle.

In the main conference room, the first CEO slammed his hand on the table:

"Okay! Okay!"

"Xiaolong's control over the battlefield and his grasp of the enemy's psychology are flawless and perfectly timed!"

"It's as if he's the sole director and screenwriter of the entire battlefield; he's in charge of every single detail!"

"Excellent—this is a born commander and leader!"

Old Liu's voice was filled with excitement:

"The most crucial part was Xiaolong's sudden charge and blind shot just now!"

"His single-handed attack completely disrupted the enemy's plans!"

"It also drew enemy fire!"

"Thus, the subsequent action plan was executed perfectly!"

In front of their televisions, people were already cheering and excited!

Some wealthy businessman called in several large trucks of fireworks and set them up in the square.

Countless fireworks stretched out in a long, distant line. Police officers were about to go over and stop them, intending to remind them that fireworks were prohibited in the city.

His colleague quickly pulled him away:

"What are you doing?"

"At this moment, these fireworks represent the sentiments of people across the country!"

"It is also the highest tribute to those brave warriors who are protecting our country and carrying out their missions!"

"In this situation, wouldn't you like to set off or watch fireworks?"

The police officer who was about to stop him quickly stopped and said:

"Of course I want to!"

He exchanged a glance with his colleague, quickly took off his police uniform, and swiftly slipped into the crowd of people setting off fireworks, becoming one of them.

"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—!"

The fireworks and cannon fire in the square, like the cannon fire of those soldiers defending their homeland abroad, rose into the night sky.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Fireworks burst in the night sky, illuminating the entire area.

Red, gold, purple, like a painting drawn by warriors with their blood and lives.

All the people looked up as the fireworks illuminated their proud faces and their tearful eyes.

At this moment, they have no idols; their only idols are the soldiers of the Dragon Kingdom, the heroes on television who fight bloody battles for their country and people.

Chenchen's grandfather stood by the window, watching the fireworks rise in the distance, tears streaming down his face.

"They've saved her...they've saved her..."

His lips were trembling—

"My grandson...my daughter-in-law...we've saved her..."

In the square, a little girl, perched on her father's shoulders, pointed to the sky and shouted:

"Dad! The fireworks are so beautiful! Are they welcoming the soldiers home?"

The father's eyes welled up with tears, and he held his daughter's small hand tightly.

"Yes, we are welcoming our heroes home."

The African desert, the sunset as red as blood.

The Dragon Shadow team members quickly cleaned up the battlefield and collected ammunition and weapons.

Zeng Linglong stood on the sand dune, looking into the distance.

To the north, reinforcements are on their way.

To the west, unknown dangers await.

But his eyes remained as calm as ice.

"Divine Sparrow," he said, his voice firm yet hoarse.

We will use satellite surveillance and high-altitude drones to investigate whether there are any ambushes or enemy activity within a 20-kilometer radius!

Xiaoya and all the reporters immediately took action, 30 seconds later!

Xiaoya's tone was filled with anger!

Boss, there's a group of armed men marching rapidly towards us from 8 kilometers to the west.

East, which is the direction we came from—

Ten kilometers away, another group of armed men was heading this way.

At this moment, Xiaoya frowned, her tone filled with confusion!

There is a group of armed men 15 kilometers to the south, and they haven't moved!

They are well hidden, as if they are waiting or have been lying in wait there all along. The enemy situation is currently impossible to ascertain.

Zeng Linglong also frowned at this moment.

The enemy had indeed laid an ambush from all sides.

This was a trap set for him, all his teammates, and all his fellow countrymen and hostages.

This place is a desert.

If they flee now.

The surrounding area is mostly open, so we absolutely must not engage the enemy head-on!

But now he has to break through a blockade!

Mountain Eagle and Old Ghost need to be rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment!

The 23 compatriots also need to be escorted out as soon as possible.

He turned to look at his teammates.

Looking at their tired yet determined faces.

Looking at their still-bleeding wounds.

Looking at the steel guns they gripped tightly in their hands.

Behind them, the setting sun was like blood.

Enemies were all around.

They have quickly surrounded and assembled here.

But Zeng Linglong knew.

He had to fight his way out.

For my brothers, Mountain Eagle and Old Ghost.

Also for the sake of 23 compatriots.