Chapter 1

Fragments of past life flashed quickly before his eyes: gunfire, cannon fire, dead bodies, one comrade after another falling beside him

Passionate, resolute, sincere, and deeply emotional, this is a novel that narrates the life of a special forces soldier. However, it is not merely focused on portraying this unique profession; rather, it emphasizes humanity. No matter the brutal and rigorous training that pushes the limits of life, and regardless of the experiences of life and death and the miracles created, he remains fundamentally human. The novel is imbued with a sense of the uncanny, rich in martial arts flavor, with vividly distinct and unforgettable characters. The protagonist, Ye Tianming, embodies both justice and a rebellious spirit. His individuality stands out, yet beneath his flamboyance lies a story filled with blood and tears, love and emotion. While he is a soldier, he is also a human being.

Captain, I really cannot go to the battlefield anymore

A pale yet very beautiful face appeared before me. "Brother, please do not worry about my illness anymore. I know that my condition cannot be cured. Our family has incurred considerable debt in order to treat me. Father and Mother are getting old, so after I am gone, you must take good care of them."

A heavy rain during the day washed away the dirt of the entire city, leaving a damp scent in the air

A cold glimmer flashed in Xiao Siyuan's eyes: "Of course, continue." After saying this, he took out a photo from under the table, pointing at the person in the photo: "He is the target this time, having stolen 20 million US dollars from me, not only blowing up my goods but also killing my people. How can I not kill him?"

He wanted to retrieve that brooch, straining every ounce of his strength to reach forward, leaving a clear trail of blood on the concrete pavement. However, the strength within his body was gradually fading, and in the end, he could only watch helplessly as the honor he had earned throughout his life lay there, beyond his reach

Suddenly, without any hesitation, he turned around and ran forward with all his might. The people behind did not move, their cold gazes fixed on the increasingly distant solitary figure. One of them took out a military crossbow from behind. This type of crossbow is used by modern special forces, and its bolts are made of special steel, capable of easily penetrating a three-inch thick steel plate within fifty meters, and at short distances, it is even more powerful than a handgun.

Xiao Si said with confusion, "Aren't you at a disadvantage then"

Zhang Jun stood up after speaking and walked outside, followed by several people behind him. Once outside, one of them asked, "Are you really confident about winning?"

Shenyang City, Liaoning Province

He raised the crossbow and pulled the trigger; with a buzzing sound, the bolt shot out, grazing the person's face, and with a "ding!" it embedded itself in the wall not far ahead. A deep gash was left on the person's face.

The man in his forties snatched the crossbow and raised it to shoot. The bolt flew towards the individual like lightning, striking just as the person turned the corner. The arrow pierced through his back and emerged from his chest, causing him to collapse onto the adjacent street with a thud. A brooch on his chest was knocked to the ground by the arrowhead. He stared blankly at the red pentagonal brooch, which was intricately engraved with a dragon, lifelike in its detail. The dragon's claws gripped a blue sword, as if it were about to soar into the clouds, exuding an air of dominance. A brooch on his chest was knocked to the ground by the arrowhead. He stared blankly at the red pentagonal brooch, which was intricately engraved with a dragon, lifelike in its detail. The dragon's claws gripped a blue sword, as if it were about to soar into the clouds, exuding an air of dominance.

At that moment, a roar of motorcycle engines came from behind him. He turned around and saw seven or eight motorcycles parked behind him, with the riders expressionlessly staring at him

Zhang Jun asked, "Are we still continuing our game?"

Is it really that simple

Zhang Jun stared at the photo for a moment before regaining his composure. He looked at Xiao Si and asked, "Are you really going to kill him?"

At that moment, a man in his forties shouted, "You fool, hurry up and chase! If he reaches the end of that street, the young master is sure to lose. This time, the young master has wagered 200 million; if he loses, none of us will have a good outcome."

Zhang Jun said with a smile: "Others may not know who the person in the photo and the book is, but I inadvertently know a little about him. Although I don't know much, knowing even a little is enough; that person is definitely not someone Liu Shijun can kill. As long as Liu Shijun sends someone to hunt him down, Liu Shijun is doomed. Once you are targeted by that person, even if you have ten lives, you cannot escape; even bringing out the old master of the Liu family to speak will be of no use. Since Liu Shijun is undoubtedly doomed, what is the point of keeping so much money? It would be better to give it to me."

Your injury is severe. Although your life has been saved, you must not exert yourself too much; otherwise, it could cause a relapse of your condition and jeopardize your life. You will not be able to participate in any military operations. Even when you return to your post, you must be careful not to overexert yourself. Old Lei, remember, you will always be my brother. If you encounter any difficulties after returning, come to me. I will do everything in my power to help you.

"The deal is set; as long as you cannot kill him within ten days, our wager will be indefinitely extended"

I am sorry! Before my eyes, darkness slowly enveloped me, and a single glistening tear slid down the corner of my eye

He furrowed his brow and stopped in his tracks, glancing around warily, scrutinizing his surroundings, but found nothing. He shook his head in confusion and continued walking forward

Another flash appeared before me, "What do you need from me?"

Without hesitation, he took the money and turned around to walk back.

Zhang Jun, although the prey in this gambling match with Young Master Zhang has died, I still lost, and I lost 200 million. Did you come this time to watch my misfortune?" The speaker was a man around 27 or 28 years old, slender in build, pale in complexion, and with a sinister gaze

Immediately following was a buzzing sound, and the crossbow bolt was shot out again. "Hmm!" came a muffled groan as the bolt pierced through his shoulder. The man turned pale, covering the wound on his shoulder with his hand, and continued to run forward, turning the corner and dashing onto another street

We set a period of ten days for each round, with a stake of fifty million. Starting from the first day, if you fail to kill him in a day, you owe me five million. After ten days, that amounts to fifty million. However, if you manage to kill him on any day within these ten days, I will owe you fifty million.

Zhang Jun: "Do we really care about this little money? My bet with you is just for fun"

I know your sister needs a substantial amount for her surgery, here is 200,000, you just need to run from this street to the next street by tomorrow morning

No, someone will be after you; whether you live or die depends on yourself

In the early hours of the morning, a man in his thirties with a slightly yellowish complexion walked along the desolate street. He was dressed in tattered military attire, his eyes dull and lifeless as they gazed ahead. The dim streetlights cast a shadow of him, creating a somewhat desolate image. A car sped past him, and as its wheels rolled over, the puddles on the ground splashed, drenching him completely.

Haha ... ... good! I admire your efficiency in getting things done. This time, let's try a different approach

In a luxurious villa in Huanggu District, more than a dozen young people are either standing or sitting, chatting in the living room

Zhang Jun laughed and said, "Xiao Si, after so many years of friendship, you still don't understand me? We collaborated quite a bit when we were in Beijing; how could I possibly just watch from the sidelines? Now that Old Liu has returned to his hometown to enjoy his retirement, how could we, as his juniors, not come to pay him a visit?"

Hmph! Xiao Si let out a sound and said, "That sounds nice."

That person stumbled and fell to the ground, then got up and dragged that injured leg, moving forward step by step

Xiao Si was taken aback and asked, "How do we change it?"

He forcefully threw the hard object onto the ground and shouted at his subordinates behind him: "Quickly take care of his body. We lost 200 million this time, and when we go back, we don't know how the young master will deal with us..."

After speaking, he started the motorcycle and chased after them, just as their prey was about to turn the corner. With a sound, a crossbow bolt was shot out again, "Thud!" It struck that person in the leg.

Xiao Si thought for a moment: "Alright, I bet with you. I don't believe I can't kill him within ten days."

A glimmer of murderous intent flashed in Xiao Siyuan's eyes, "Kill, how can one resolve hatred without killing"