[COD] Newbie's Rise to Power

He also remembered that the hair in the sachet came from a lock he had taken from the girl's body.

Originally intended as a keepsake, it became the only remaining part of her body after her remains were taken away.

Two months later, Wang Zhiqiang, carrying his luggage and holding a sachet, boarded a plane back to his motherland.

but...

On May 19, Flight J1067, en route from Azerbaijan to the capital, crashed unexpectedly...

Sadly, tears and cries of pain could not bring back the two souls who were far away.

ch.350: Koenig's Self-Reproach

"Have you heard? The lunatic on the 6th floor who was locked up for half a year got his discharge application approved yesterday."

"What! Is it really okay to release such a dangerous person?"

Two nurses were chatting quietly in the smoking area during their break.

Which one are you talking about?

The new nurse asked, full of doubt.

"On the sixth floor, there is a soldier suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder who has been locked up for six months."

"In addition to post-traumatic stress disorder, he was also diagnosed with bipolar disorder. Coupled with his tall stature and fighting ability, he was very violent and dangerous when he had an episode, so the military ordered him to be imprisoned."

The nurse asked, puzzled, "Then how come he can suddenly be discharged? Is he cured?"

A nurse shook her head: "I don't know, but mental illnesses are difficult to cure in a short time. Even maintaining stability requires medication and strong self-control."

It was obvious that the soldier did not have strong self-control, otherwise he would not have been imprisoned for more than half a year.

Another nurse suddenly covered her lips with her index finger and then said in a low voice:

"I heard that he lost his memory, suddenly lost the painful memories, so the illness healed itself."

The nurse was astonished: "This is outrageous! Is this a miracle?"

Unbeknownst to them, in the stairwell of the emergency exit just a wall away, a tall man stood by the window.

He had a cigarette between his fingers and a report in the other.

He raised his hand, took a drag of his cigarette, then tossed it into the corner and stubbed it out with his foot.

Looking at the report in his hand, which was almost identical to the one described by the nurse outside, he muttered contemptuously.

"A miracle? You're wrong."

No, it's hardship.

Who would have thought that he would wake up to find himself imprisoned? After much effort and repeated examinations over half a month, he was finally granted permission to be discharged from the hospital after proving that he was not sick.

However, the military refused to allow him to return and forcibly suspended him from his duties.

The reason is that although his illness has been cured, it was amnesia caused by forgetfulness. If he suddenly remembers again one day, it will affect his mission and teammates.

In this situation, although it is called suspension, it is no different from a strike.

Just like that, he lost his status as a regular soldier, which he had held for over a decade. What kind of miracle is that?!

He dedicated half his life to the army. What could he do after leaving the army? He hated socializing with people. Only fighting could make him feel needed.

"Ha...a madman, is he?"

A madman should do some crazy things.

Kortac, a rising star among military contractors, distinguishes itself by taking on high-risk, sensitive missions for the military.

Therefore, their recruitment requirements are naturally not as many as other organizations. As long as you have the ability, they will accept you regardless of your identity or any sensitive issues.

After tearing up the report, Koenig nodded to himself in satisfaction:

"It suits me."

So, after leaving the hospital, he went directly to Price's base, picked up his belongings, and drove off into his unknown future.

On October 28, 2022, he officially appeared as a Kortaz mercenary in the core tactical camp composed of multiple mercenary organizations, becoming a well-known elite among them.

Koenig is quite pleased with himself; he can live a good life even without KSK!

Although his teammates are all a bunch of oddballs, fortunately, he doesn't have much contact with them usually, and this lack of communication means he doesn't experience any social pressure.

However, he really disliked the Russian man named Nikoto, who always looked at him with resentment and often tried to steal his missions.

Koenig reasonably suspected that the other party was deliberately targeting him!

After all, even when I deliberately choose some very dangerous missions, he still wants to take them!

This is targeted! He simply doesn't believe the other party would risk their life for money!

Or he's just a war-loving madman!

Although he often had his orders stolen, Koenig wasn't too angry. After all, he was a man of few words and steady work, and many people still specifically requested his services.

It wasn't until Nicholas ruthlessly snatched his money that he was truly enraged!

So he grabbed the knife and charged angrily at Nicoto.

"You lunatic! Put my money down!"

Nikoto’s eyes, hidden beneath his helmet, shot straight at him like icy arrows!

“I need this money.”

His voice was cold, but his attitude left no room for argument.

Koenig's eyes reddened with anger: "That's my money!"

What gives him the right to rob money so brazenly? And how could he be short of money after taking so many missions? Even if he were, what does it have to do with him?

Does he think he's easy to bully just because we don't argue with him about taking the mission?

Thinking this, Koenig became even angrier and charged forward with his knife in hand!

Nicoto didn't dodge; he simply pulled out the military knife from his waist.

He was slightly shorter than Koenig, but his moves were faster and more agile, and his attacks were tricky, like the attacks of a venomous snake, with each strike aimed straight for Koenig's vital points!

This is a ruthless attempt to kill the other party!

However, Koenig also used his height advantage to swing his knife wildly, blocking Nicoto's opponent from getting close while also counterattacking fiercely!

Sweat trickled down their foreheads and then seeped into their eyes, causing them to turn red.

The clash of red and blue made the murderous intent in their eyes even more terrifying!

The blood seeping from the wound congealed into dark red marks on the torn clothing.

Both of them were breathing heavily, but their eyes were fixed on each other with intense gazes.

After another powerful collision, both sides retreated a few steps, the gravel beneath their feet rustling under their feet.

After a brief respite, they pounced on each other again, like two wild beasts that wouldn't stop until they had killed each other!

Finally, it was the organization's leader who stepped in and separated the two men when they were exhausted.

"You've forgotten her! How could you forget her and then live so comfortably!"

As Nicoto was being dragged away, he yelled at Koenig!

"You deserve to die! You abandoned her and stopped us. You should have died with her back then!"

Koenig should have been angry at the chaotic and offensive words, but he couldn't refute them. His nose even felt inexplicably sore, and his heart felt as if it had been stabbed and then twisted violently.

The pain came suddenly.

He shouldn't care about what a madman said, but his mind just wouldn't stop thinking.

Who is she?

Once the seed of doubt is planted in your heart, you can't help but look back at it and ponder it every day.

Then, as the seed grows, fragmented memories gradually resurface.

Her face, her scent, her embrace, her smile, her tears—slowly pieced together an image he longed for.

The bitter taste spread from the tip of his tongue to his whole body, making his throat tight and every pore of his body ache.

Finally, her lifeless eyes and limp body ignited the lonely embers in his heart, setting his entire being ablaze!

"Princess..."

How could you leave me like this...?

Koenig murmured, each word piercing his heart.

He flipped the knife in his hand, and the blade reflected his red, tear-filled eyes.

“He’s right, I’m a coward, I should have stayed with you then.”

"However... it's not too late now."

The blade was cold, the suffocation was maddening, but his face showed relief... and a nostalgic smile.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out...

I'm sorry, I know you definitely don't want me to do this.

But I miss you so much, I miss your warm embrace.

I long to feel your heartbeat and breath again.

We said we would never separate.

If fate dictates that we must part, then I will follow you.

I will prove to you my courage and loyalty.

In her gradually lifeless blue pupils, only the bright red spots on her wrists came into view.

ch.351: Nicholas's Goal

When he learned of Koenig's death, Nikoto showed no emotion, merely stating the news indifferently.