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

Zeng Yong commanded 23 compatriots and the wounded—

We boarded the bus arranged by the Chinese Embassy in Country A.

The Dragon Shadow team members and peacekeeping troops also boarded the military vehicles.

Amidst the astonished and terrified gazes of evacuees from numerous other countries—

The convoy drove directly into the riot area.

Then, something even more shocking happened.

Upon entering the riot area, all peacekeeping troops immediately disembarked, raised their guns, and escorted the convoy in a combat formation with synchronized steps.

Rioters are engaged in a fierce gun battle with government forces from Country A.

Upon seeing the arrival of the Chinese peacekeeping forces, the gunfire ceased abruptly.

The rioters immediately ceased fighting.

Quickly and properly remove any road obstructions and give them a moment of respect before allowing passage.

The government forces of Country A dared not open fire, quickly deployed barricades, and gave them a moment of silence before allowing them to pass.

Once the peacekeeping troops passed, the rioters resumed their fighting with the government forces.

People evacuating their citizens from other countries witnessed this scene!

I also wanted to try rushing into the combat zone.

They prepared to enter the city to rescue their compatriots.

But the rioters ignored them completely, and the gunfire intensified.

The evacuation team was so frightened that they had to turn back.

They were just evacuating their citizens; they didn't want to get into a fierce fight with these reckless lunatics.

If this provokes their anger and they target their own countrymen, then we'll have nowhere to turn for help.

The peacekeeping force led by Zeng Yong—

We will pick up every Chinese citizen from different regions of Country A!

They broke through several riot zones and arrived at the embassy.

After picking up embassy staff and all compatriots stranded at the embassy, ​​they rushed to the hospital.

The convoy stretched out in a long line, with all peacekeeping troops standing guard on both sides of the vehicles, rifles raised, as they passed through each combat zone.

in the hospital.

The bullets in Mountain Eagle and Old Ghost's bodies have been removed, and they have received blood transfusions and wound bandaging. Their lives have been saved.

When the stretcher was loaded onto the vehicle, both Mountain Eagle and Old Ghost were still unconscious.

Unbeknownst to them, their leader nearly lost his life on that rooftop while covering their escape.

Having done all this, Zeng Yong immediately issued the order: "Withdraw, return to China!"

The convoy drove out of the hospital and headed towards the airport.

The Chinese passengers on the bus witnessed a scene that filled them with immense pride and excitement—

Every 500 meters or so past the riot zone—

Zeng Yong spoke into the car through a loudspeaker in both English and Mandarin:

"We are the peacekeeping force of the Dragon Kingdom!"

"Now leading our compatriots in the evacuation mission!"

"Please cease all fighting and release our personnel as quickly as possible!"

"otherwise--"

"Consider them enemies of the Dragon Kingdom!"

"We will retaliate with overwhelming force!"

"kill--!!!"

"kill--!!!"

"kill--!!!"

The peacekeeping force members on both sides of the convoy roared deafeningly.

They were all fully loaded, guns pointed outwards, their eyes cold and sharp as knives.

That voice, that imposing aura, that overwhelming killing intent—

Both sides engaged in combat at the front lines should cease fire simultaneously.

"Fuck...! Quick, let them through, let them through!"

Rioters quickly removed roadblocks, and government troops followed suit.

The peacekeeping troops marched in perfect unison, and the escort convoy quickly passed through each combat zone.

The Chinese compatriots on the bus were so moved that they cried.

They saw that people in other countries were still hoping that their countries would come to their rescue!

But the Dragon Kingdom's army has been advancing unimpeded and has broken through one battle zone after another.

What strength and domineering presence this is!

They felt proud and excited to be Chinese.

Chenchen leaned against the car window, looking at the soldiers standing guard with guns beside the car, and whispered:

"Mom, are these uncles here to take us back to China?"

His mother hugged him tightly, tears streaming silently down her face.

"Yes, they came to protect us and escort us home."

Chenchen nodded, then asked:

"What about the two uncles who saved us? Are they alright?"

She simply hugged Chenchen even tighter, as if she wanted to meld him into her body.

Within the Dragon Kingdom.

In front of their televisions, all the viewers were watching the live broadcast of the evacuation of Chinese citizens.

But no one cheered for the successful evacuation.

No one applauded the peacekeeping force's imposing manner.

They still remember that lone figure who disappeared under enemy gunfire.

In the square, an old man stood in the cold wind, his hunched body appearing particularly thin in the night.

As he watched the triumphant military vehicles on the big screen and the rescued compatriots, tears silently streamed down his face.

His voice was old, yet it resonated like a great bell, striking the hearts of everyone present.

"See? This is why our country is strong and we live in peace and prosperity."

"It's that hero fighting to the death in front of the TV!"

"It is the countless heroes like him in our country who are protecting us!"

"They withstood countless artillery shells and massacres from abroad!"

His cane slammed heavily on the ground:

"War is everywhere! But peace and tranquility belong only to powerful nations and militaries!"

"We, as citizens of the Dragon Kingdom, can be proud!"

"But we must remember that lone figure who disappeared!"

"Even in his final moments, he used his own flesh and blood to resist the enemy's artillery fire—"

"And then he roared out those twelve words, so incredibly tragic and heroic—"

He straightened his chest and used all his strength:

"When the nation is strong, we fight! When we protect it, we fight! When we uphold brotherhood, we fight!"

That was his faith.

Until this belief is etched into one's very bones.

Until every soldier in our country has a sense of duty to protect—

I'll protect you and take you home, and I'll take your place.

In the square, everyone started shouting.

Again and again.

The sound echoed in the night sky, echoed above the city, and echoed in the hearts of every Chinese person.

Some people raised the national flag, some lit candles, and some clasped their hands together.

The candlelight flickered in the night breeze, illuminating those tear-streaked faces.

A little girl asked her mother, "Mommy, will that uncle come back?"

Mom didn't answer.

She simply held her daughter in her arms, gazing into the distance, towards the African continent.

There, she found her heroes and the hopes she dared not touch.

Transport planes fly in the night sky.

No one spoke in the cabin.

Twenty-three compatriots leaned back in their seats with their eyes closed, but none of them were asleep.

The image was still replaying in their minds—gunshots, explosions, and flashes of light.

Mountain Eagle and Old Ghost lay on stretchers, still unconscious.

Their lips moved slightly, as if they were saying something.

You have to get close to hear it clearly—"I am your eyes, and your shield."

The Dragon Shadow team members sat in the last row of the cabin.

No one spoke, no one closed their eyes.

Their eyes were all looking in the same direction—

South, in the direction of the Second Battalion's camp.

Their leader is there.

Their souls reside there.

The lone wolf leaned against the bulkhead!

My mind was filled with Zeng Linglong's words—

I don't want you to die on the battlefield.

His eyes reddened, but he didn't shed a tear.

The bull sat next to him.

He was recalling the scene of his boss snatching his gun—

It was so resolute, and then his hands, which were tightly gripping the handle, began to tremble violently.

Guo Wei suddenly spoke up:

"The boss will be alright."

His voice was hoarse, but firm.

"The Poison Doctor is gone, and so is Baroque. Boss will definitely be alright."

No one responded.

But everyone clenched their fists even tighter.