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

He spoke into the headset:

"Wizards, where are you?"

The wizard's voice was soft and calm:

"Deputy Chief, we were delayed a bit because we went to intercept them."

"We'll reach the target area in one minute."

Emperor's Eye's tone was extremely calm:

"Listen, don't get too close to the target area, just gather within one kilometer."

"Then we will use firepower to cover the area ahead and check for landmines and remote-controlled bombs."

"I have just engaged in combat with them, and they are very strong."

"Their hostages have been evacuated, but they also have few means of transportation now, so they can only hold out."

"There's no need for us to rush—"

"After the dangers have been assessed, we will launch a coordinated and cross-attack."

"Yes."

The Emperor's Eye connects with the God of the Universe.

"Chief, it's now confirmed—Zeng Linglong is definitely involved in this Dragon Kingdom operation!"

"The person I just sniped must have been him."

"Zeng Linglong, who was able to escape from the sniper rifles of both Mad God and King Kong, and even kill King Kong in return—"

"The person who injured me just now must be him."

"What?"

Zeus's voice was filled with shock—

"Emperor's Eye, how badly are you injured?"

The Emperor's voice remained calm:

"It's nothing, Chief, just a minor injury."

"It's good to know he's here. I won't let him get away with this."

"Please rest assured, Chief, we will surround them as soon as the wizard arrives—"

He has no way to escape.

"Okay! I trust you to handle things. Be careful!"

After ending the call, Zeus said to the strategist sitting beside him:

"The Emperor's Eye just reported that Zeng Linglong has been confirmed to have participated in this operation."

His face was full of anger!

"This person must be eliminated!"

"The Second and Third Battalions must have all died at his hands."

"Plus the Mad God and King Kong—"

"Half of our organization's fighting force was lost at his hands!"

Sawada Takashi arrived at the God of the Universe's room early in the morning.

On the surface, he was concerned about the battle situation on the Second Battalion's side, but in reality, he was trying to gather real intelligence.

And this intelligence is—the Emperor's Eye.

Once it's confirmed that Emperor Eye has arrived at the Second Battalion's camp, his plan can be executed.

He feigned a furious expression, gripping the armrests of the seat tightly with both hands, his voice laced with malice:

"Chief, then let Emperor's Eye bring Zeng Linglong's head here—to settle the score between us!"

"rest assured."

Zeus's eyes flashed with ruthlessness!

"Zeng Linglong is now surrounded by the Emperor's Eye—he has no chance of escape."

Ryuichi Sawada stood up:

"Then I'm relieved."

"Chief, I need to go back and take a good bath."

"I'll come back and wait with you for the vice leader's good news."

Zeus smiled and said:

"The strategist has such a fondness for etiquette?"

"Okay, you go ahead and get busy, then come back and wait for good news."

Ryuichi Sawada turned around.

As he turned around, a wicked smirk appeared on his lips.

That smile vanished in a flash.

He walked out of the room.

After leaving the room!

Ryuichi Sawada pulls out a secure satellite phone!

An encrypted message was sent.

The content consists of only one line:

Confirmed, action to be taken in ten minutes.

The moment the message was sent—

Near the headquarters of the Cosmic Organization!

Inside a dark room.

More than twenty pairs of eyes were fixed on the phone screen.

The faint light from the screen illuminated those faces—

His expression was blank, only a chilling killing intent emanated from him.

Then came the sound of bullets being chambered, crisp and rapid in the darkness.

In a private room of a restaurant, more than a dozen people from the Sun Country sat quietly.

They didn't drink alcohol; they just ate their meal quietly.

When the phone screen lit up and I saw the text message—

They did not communicate in any language.

He simply put down his cutlery, wiped his mouth clean, and quietly left the private room.

The food on the table was still steaming, but the person had disappeared.

At the nine o'clock position of the headquarters of the Cosmic Organization, there is a rooftop of a tall building.

Two Japanese men dressed in black night clothes lay silently behind a concrete railing, sniper rifles at their sides.

Through the scope, the crosshairs locked onto the gate of the Cosmic Organization headquarters.

At the eleven o'clock position, on the rooftop of another tall building, two snipers dressed in black were also lying prone.

Four sniper rifles, four crossfire points, completely sealed off all exits of the Zeus organization headquarters.

In the distance, a truck loaded with supplies slowly drove up.

The guards stepped forward to inspect, while the Sun Kingdom guards at the gate "assisted" from the side.

The guard briefly glanced at the supply boxes on the surface and waved his hand.

The truck slowly drove into the interior.

Inside the carriage, the exterior was piled with supply boxes, but inside—it was full of fully armed Japanese soldiers.

They crouched in the darkness, guns pointed downwards, motionless, like venomous snakes waiting to prey.

All of this was done discreetly and flawlessly.

But deeper—

A scavenger and a homeless man are rummaging through trash cans on the roadside.

Their movements were slow, and their clothes were tattered—

He was no different from any other homeless person in this neighborhood.

But at this moment, their eyes were sharp as eagles, fixed on the entrance to the Cosmic Organization.

Three sanitation workers were dragging garbage out of the organization's premises and dumping it into a garbage truck outside.

They kept their heads down, their hats pulled low, but their eyes were constantly scanning their surroundings.

They were all intelligence agents who had infiltrated the White Eagles long beforehand.

Meanwhile, armed men were keeping a close watch on the area from nearby buildings and other areas.

They were mercenaries from overseas, and under their civilian clothes, they concealed assault rifles and grenades.

Deeper and darker.

Several top assassins remained hidden, like cobras in the dark, coiled up, fangs concealed, motionless.

We're just waiting for the moment our prey appears!

Or, they can wait for their god to begin the summoning.

And the god in their hearts is the Grim Reaper—Ye Feng.

But tonight, Death God Ye Feng will not summon them.

They were summoned by another Grim Reaper.

He is Ye Feng's master—Silent.

A Grim Reaper whose true face his enemies have never seen.

Because all his enemies who had seen his true face were already dead.

Zeng Linglong sent a text message to Baroque on the plane.

He had no idea what kind of scheme or trap the Cosmic Organization had set up.

But Linglong always had a backup plan in mind when he did anything.

Silence was one of his backup plans.

If he is restrained in Country A, or faces an uncontrollable crisis, then silence will be the ultimate weapon.

Zeng Linglong died—

The Cosmic Organization shouldn't expect to have an easy time either.

At this moment, no one knows where silence lies.

But he had already arrived at the headquarters of the Cosmic Organization.

Silently.

He might be an ordinary passerby, smoking on a street corner.

She might be an ordinary middle-aged woman selling water by the roadside.

He might be a bodyguard of the Cosmic Organization, standing inside the gate.

Because silence is the mark of a master assassin and a master of disguise.

His face could be anyone's face.

His identity can be anyone's identity.

Both sides are making plans and playing chess, and both are pieces on the board.

Until the very end of the storm, no one knows who the winner will be.

Desert battlefield.

Zeng Linglong lay prone on the rocky mountaintop, and through his sniper scope, he saw the Emperor's Eye troops regrouping.

They were waiting—waiting for the first battalion to arrive, waiting for the encirclement to be completed.

A cold smile curled at the corner of Zeng Linglong's lips.

He spoke into the headset, his voice as calm as still water:

"Brothers, the enemy is trying to encircle us."

"Then let's let them surround us."

"Everyone, listen up—abandon the outer positions and retreat to the core area."

"Let the enemy in."

Tie Zhu's voice came through the earpiece: "Boss, what are you thinking...?"

Zeng Linglong's tone was as cold as a knife.

"Judging from the enemy's fighting tactics just now, they should be gathering about a kilometer away."

"Then—let them know what hell is like."

A smile appeared on the faces of all the Dragon Shadow members at the same time.

That's the hunter's smile when he sees his prey step into the trap; it's the smile of death before it reaps life.

In the desert, sandstorms begin to rise.

Both armies were waiting.

Waiting for the moment when the encirclement is complete.

Waiting—for the final battle.