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

Evening, Beijing Military Sub-district Military Airport.

The cold wind was biting, piercing to the bone like a knife.

The aircraft came to a stop, and the elevator was already in place.

The cabin door slowly opened, and Zeng Linglong's tall and straight figure appeared at the door.

The biting wind of the capital city made his trench coat flutter loudly, and the chill pierced his body and his eyes.

But no matter how biting the cold wind was, his heart was warm, and his eyes were filled with warmth.

Because he had returned to Linglong, because ahead—his brothers, all the members of the Dragon Shadow team had arrived.

His grandfather and uncle also came.

Five military leaders, including Liu Lao, also came.

Li Weiguo also came.

The person in charge of the inner circle, who was standing in the middle, also came.

There were no welcoming speeches, no flowers, no applause, and no cheers.

Ahead lay only reverence and solemn military salutes.

But for Zeng Linglong, that was enough.

Zeng Rong silently shed tears; his body was still old, but his military salute was strong and powerful.

That military salute doesn't represent kinship, but rather the respect between soldiers.

Zeng Yong was the same.

Liu Lao and the other five military leaders, along with Li Weiguo, also raised their right hands with moist eyes.

One hundred and twenty-nine Dragon Shadow team members stood in the cold wind, like iron towers, their eyes filled with admiration and fervor. They looked up at the figure in the cabin, raised their right hands in unison, and gave a neat and sacred military salute.

Xiaoya, Yefeng, and Tiezhu had already changed into their military uniforms and quickly ran to the front of the group, raising their hands in salute to their leader.

At this moment, all 132 members of the Dragon Shadow team have arrived.

Zeng Linglong forcefully suppressed his tears and stepped down from the elevator.

The person in charge of the inner palace came to his side, his eyes showing both affirmation and heartache.

He picked up a medal from the tray carried by the guards—

"Xiaolong, this highest honor for a soldier should be accompanied by applause and flowers."

"You are a hero of the country and the nation, and heroes deserve the applause and respect of all people."

"But your identity cannot be made public; you can only be recognized on a small scale."

Zeng Linglong raised his hand in salute, his voice utterly calm:

"Sir, the highest honor for a soldier is sacred, and I should wear the uniform to be worthy of this honor."

"I will accept this honor after I recover and when I can put on my uniform again to fight for my country."

"it is good."

The person in charge of the inner circle had tears in his eyes at this moment, and patted Zeng Linglong's left arm heavily:

"Alright, then we and the entire Dragon Kingdom will wait patiently for the judgment and for the return of our heroes."

Old Liu called out with a smile:

"We await the return of our heroes!"

The 132 Dragon Shadow members at the rear roared in unison:

"Awaiting the verdict! Awaiting the return of the heroes!"

Zeng Linglong came to the front of the group, looking at the familiar faces, his gaze settling on Mountain Eagle and Old Ghost at the front of the group.

The two, still pale and severely injured, came to greet him.

Zeng Linglong walked up to them, opened his arms, and hugged them tightly.

This hug represents the highest level of camaraderie between comrades.

His voice was hoarse:

"It's so good to see you two standing here unharmed and alive."

Mountain Eagle and Old Ghost cried like children, their faces streaked with tears.

They held Zeng Linglong tightly:

"Boss, it's so good to see you back!"

Then came a heart-wrenching cry: "Boss—!"

Zeng Linglong gently patted the two on the shoulders and returned to the front of the group.

He stood in the cold wind, his gaze sweeping over the steel forest before him, a relaxed smile on his face:

"I have successfully completed my mission. All the brothers I led out are here, not one is missing."

Then he shouted, his voice choked with emotion:

"Brothers, you all better stay alive—stay alive and wait for me!"

After saying that, he turned around decisively.

But the moment she turned away, the tears she had been holding back finally spilled out into the cold wind.

His body remained as upright as a sword, yet he was lonely and desolate.

Fang Rong roughly wiped his eyes and roared:

"All team members—left turn—salute!"

"brush--!"

All team members turned around in unison, their right military boots slamming into the ground.

"Thump—"

The voices were clear and uniform.

Zeng Linglong's figure blurred, and the team members' eyes also blurred.

But the 132 military salutes were like 132 anchors, firmly planted in the cold wind.

Zeng Rong, Zeng Yong, and Zeng Sheng followed closely in Zeng Linglong's footsteps.

He Jing and Zeng Lingyu followed with tears in their eyes.

Zeng Wen escorted Sawada Ryuichi in the same direction.

Yan Rugo and Anna did not follow.

Liu Lao and others, as well as Li Weiguo, did not follow.

Because everyone knows that the Zeng family's pain and Zeng Linglong's hatred are about to be revealed and come to a complete end.