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

The moment the Emperor issued the order to withdraw—

The battalion members retreated as quickly as possible, like dogs with their tails between their legs.

The SUV floored the accelerator, sending dust billowing up more than ten meters behind it.

Nobody wants to die, especially when they've already seen the Grim Reaper's scythe.

Lone Wolf, Tyrannosaurus Rex, and the others were howling and chasing after them.

Bullets chased after the fleeing soldiers of the First Battalion, hitting the sand and splashing up clouds of dust.

The lone wolf's eyes gleamed with a wolf-like light, and its mouth was wide open, revealing white teeth.

Tyrannosaurus Rex, wielding a Vulcan cannon, unleashed a torrent of bullets—

It hit the rear windshield of the last few vehicles in the battalion, shattering the glass into countless pieces.

Azure Dragon also led two squads to pursue the Emperor's Eye closely.

In the midst of this frenzied pursuit.

Xiaoya's voice suddenly rang out in the team members' earpieces.

As urgent as a tearing alarm:

"Damn it! There are armed men three kilometers ahead, heading this way in an encircling formation!"

"All team members, take cover immediately!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Dust storms swept across the sky from the south, east, and west.

Like three giant yellow walls, they rose from the horizon and advanced at an astonishing speed.

Then came the deafening roar of cars—the sound of more than a dozen SUVs roaring at the same time.

The battalion's fleeing members ran right into the arriving terrorists.

"Da da da da—!!!"

The terrorists opened fire on them without any mercy.

Gunshots rang out like popping beans, exploding across the desert sky.

Some members of the First Battalion fell to the terrorists' guns before they could even react.

The blood spread across the sand, but was quickly absorbed by the scalding sand.

Those who were lucky enough to survive fled frantically to both sides.

But the terrorists have already formed an encirclement.

Bullets came from all directions, there was nowhere to escape.

Zeng Linglong observed the rocky mountain with binoculars.

His brows furrowed into a deep furrow.

Who exactly are these armed men who have arrived?

What is the purpose?

Why did the two sides start fighting?

His mind raced as he tried to make sense of this sudden turn of events.

Before he could think it through, a barrage of gunfire erupted from the east.

The Emperor's Eye and the armed groups clashed.

Gunshots, explosions, and screams intertwined to create a symphony of death.

Zeng Linglong's telescope quickly turned eastward.

The Emperor's personal guards were seen exchanging fire with a group of armed men wearing gas masks.

Although the people of the Emperor's Eye were elite, the enemy's firepower was also fierce, and—

Zeng Linglong's pupils suddenly contracted.

The arriving terrorists all got out of the car.

They were all wearing gas masks.

Two terrorists picked up two artillery shells from the car—

They were preparing to fill the cannons, with the muzzle pointing directly at the Emperor's Eye camp.

Zeng Linglong's binoculars were fixed on those two shells—

The skull and crossbones symbol above gleamed with a piercing, cold light in the sunlight.

His heart sank.

Under the telescope of the Emperor's Eye.

The skull and crossbones markings on those two shells were incredibly glaring and full of destructive power.

Then I noticed that everyone on the other side was wearing a gas mask.

His mind went blank as if struck by lightning, and he instantly understood what it was.

His heart pounded wildly, and with all his might, he let out a heart-wrenching roar:

"Run! It's a biological weapon!"

Zeng Linglong's first reaction was that goosebumps rose all over his body and his hair stood on end.

A chill ran from my tailbone straight up to the top of my head.

He stood atop the mountain, and with all his might, let out a roar:

"Biological weapon—run—!!!"

The sound was like the roar of a wounded lion.

The hot wind tore through the desert sky.

The sounds of gunfire and explosions were torn apart.

It pierced straight into the eardrums of every Dragon Shadow member.

Lone Wolf, Tyrannosaurus, Azure Dragon, and the others all broke out in a cold sweat, their scalps tingling.

They turned around quickly and ran back as fast as they could, their military boots kicking up dust as they pounded the sand.

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, almost breaking my ribs.

No one looked back, no one dared to look back.

Under Zeng Linglong's binoculars.

When they saw terrorists preparing to launch biological and chemical weapons.

He roared again, his voice already hoarse:

"The wind is now blowing from the east! Everyone, evacuate to the north at full speed!"

But now that all the vehicles have been destroyed, the Dragon Shadow team members can only run on foot.

The sand was soft and loose; every step made you sink in half an inch, and running felt like struggling in a mud pit.

But no one stopped, and no one complained.

Only heavy breathing and the frantic pounding of hearts echoed in everyone's ears.

Zeng Linglong is now as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Through the binoculars, he saw militants closing in from the south and west, and he suddenly understood—

The mastermind's scheme, the biggest trap and the killing move, lies here.

It refers to modern terrorists and biological weapons.

He didn't understand why they were even killing their own people.

But at this moment, there is no time to speculate.

He had to ensure the Dragon Shadow team members returned home safely.

Even if it costs everything, even one's own life.

Dragon Kingdom, Imperial Conference Room.

Old Liu and the others saw the live feed transmitted back—

Everyone wore expressions of disbelief and anger.

Someone slammed their fist on the table.

Some people gritted their teeth in anger.

Some people clenched their fists tightly.

The fingernail dug into the palm.

In a moment of panic and despair, Old Zeng stumbled back several steps, only to be firmly supported by Old Liu and Old Zhang.

But at this moment, Grandpa Zeng was completely powerless, his legs were weak, and he stared blankly at the screen.

On that screen was his hope.

He was once the backbone of his family's future, and even more so, the god of war for the nation.

In front of their televisions, hundreds of millions of viewers covered their lips with their hands, their whole bodies trembling.

Some people have already started crying.

Someone hugged the child next to them tightly.

Someone knelt on the ground with their hands clasped together.

No one spoke, no one could speak.

It felt as if an invisible hand was gripping my throat, and only tears silently streamed down my face.

Yan Rugo shook her head violently in the hospital room, her long hair whipping through the air:

"No...no...!"

She let out a weak roar, the sound bursting from deep within her chest and tearing apart the silence of the ward.

"No--!!!"

Then, she collapsed to the ground.

With her hands braced against the cold floor, tears fell drop by drop onto the ground.

It makes a slight "click" sound.

Her lips were trembling.

Her heart was pounding.

Her whole world was collapsing.