Chapter 695: Dragon Scales, Assembly (Part 1)
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In a combat command room of the military district in the capital of Huaxia, an elderly man dressed in a crisp military uniform, looking energetic and spirited, is facing a large electronic screen displaying real-time images of the pristine forest on Wilson Peninsula captured by satellites.
Behind the elder stands a row of soldiers. Upon closer inspection, there are five colonels and three senior colonels among them! These middle-aged officers should all be promising figures with bright futures ahead; however, in front of the elder, each one stands uprightly without daring to make any moves. Yet, their eyes hold excitement and anticipation not seen in years.
They are waiting for the elder to issue a command they have long anticipated.
Evidently, the elderly man before them is Wang Fahan, known as the "Poison Doctor" and hailed as the father of special forces in the Huaxia Republic!
The most mysterious marshal of the Huaxia Republic!
Wang Fahan once said that within half a year, he would give Wang Zheng an excellent team. Yet, after such a long time has passed and far beyond the six-month deadline, Wang Fahan still hasn't made any moves as if he's keeping his troops idle. No one knows what tricks he’s up to or truly intends.
But now that Wang Zheng is besieged in South America by countless experts with imminent danger looming over him and even a peerless expert rushing towards the place, has the critical moment arrived for the mysterious force under Old Marshal's command to make its appearance
Wang Fahan gazes at the emerald-green spot on the satellite image, his eyes tranquil as if deep in thought, revealing no discernible expression.
A marshal and eight officers remain motionless in this posture, with none of them speaking a word.
An hour later, Wang Fahan finally nods slightly and says, "Inform everyone: Dragon Scale, assemble."
Dragon Scale, assemble!
Dragon Scale, assemble!
Hearing these words, the shock in everyone's eyes could not be concealed. Dragon Scale, Dragon Scale! The old senior leader actually called out the name of Dragon Scale!
But where is Dragon Scale
Only Wang Xiang, the major secretary to General Wang Fanghe, knew what was going on and he too was equally excited. He snapped into a standing position and struck his right hand fiercely across his brow as he loudly declared: "Yes! I guarantee to complete the mission, dear leader!"
"Guarantee to complete the mission!" The other officers saw joy in Wang Xiang's eyes and realized what was happening. They too shouted out.
After everyone had left, an elderly, thin man walked into the command room through another door; none other than former Commander-in-Chief of the Beijing Military Region, General Han Baoguo.
"I never expected that in my lifetime I could see the mightiest combat force of Huaxia reappear on this world stage," Han Baoguo chuckled and said with satisfaction. "Old Wang, are you trying to make them tremble"
Wang Fanghe shook his head and smiled without responding.
Han Baoguo did not mind; clearly, he was in a good mood: "It took you an hour to speak up about this decision. Everyone thought that you were considering it carefully, but the young fellows didn't know this, whereas I am well aware that from the very beginning, you have always been someone who plans ten steps ahead before making one move. This decision was probably made a long time ago; you were merely waiting for an opportunity to present itself. As to the true reason — it is because you spent that hour adjusting your mindset."
"I hope these young fellows don't disgrace me," Wang Fanghe looked at the Dragon Scale armband with black scales on the command desk, his eyes filled with yearning.
Today, Qin Changqing, riding on the momentum of his family's influence, has become the acting deputy director in charge of work at the Beijing Municipal Bureau, effectively making him the number one figure in the entire capital's police force. Once a rapidly rising new star in law enforcement circles, he is now an enduring luminary shining brightly within China’s political heartland.
Today, it was the chief minister Zhang Zhongsong of the Public Security Ministry leading the inspection team to check on work progress. As the number one figure at the Beijing Municipal Bureau, Qin Changqing naturally had to extend a welcoming reception.
However, Chief Minister Zhang Zhongsong and Qin Changqing's family have no amicable relations; this visit would undoubtedly be an opportunity for him to make things difficult for Qin Changqing.
In the meeting room, Qin Changqing was dressed in police uniform, reporting on the annual summary of Beijing's policing work. Chief Minister Zhang Zhongsong listened impassively.
At this moment, a high and spirited ringtone suddenly sounded.
"Whose phone is that" With his authoritative manner, Zhang Zhongsong slammed the table and shouted angrily: "I’ve already said before to turn off your phones during meetings! Do you take my words as mere wind in one ear"
Clearly, Zhang Zhongsong was deliberately making things difficult for the Beijing Municipal Bureau; such behavior is hardly expected from a ministerial-level official.
Yet, the ringing continued and grew louder!
Furrowing his brows slightly, Qin Changqing had no idea who would be so reckless as to leave their phone on during such an important meeting. However, upon looking around, he was astonished to find that it was actually his own phone making the noise!
At first, Qin Changqing felt puzzled, but then something seemed to dawn on him; a look of uncontainable joy and excitement flashed across his face.
Paying no heed to the strange looks from other high-ranking police officials present, Qin Changqing trembled as he pulled out his phone. Without touching any buttons, four characters were already displayed on the screen!
Dragon Scale, assemble!
Qin Changqing suddenly slammed the table, shaking his head while laughing and crying at the same time, with past memories flashing before his eyes.
In fact, in a true sense, Qin Changqing could not be considered a real member of Dragon Scale, as he had been eliminated from the final step of the Dragon Scale assessment. He felt endless regret in his heart, but just half a year ago, Wang Fanghe's major general secretary Wang Xiang unexpectedly contacted him and asked if he was willing to put down everything he currently had and return to Dragon Scale.
At thirty-something years old, Qin Changqing, the acting bureau chief of the municipal office in Beijing, did not hesitate for a moment and immediately agreed.
Because becoming one of China's top special forces members and possessing that arm patch with black scales was Qin Changqing’s dream!
All these years, he had never slackened his training. For the sake of his dream, he wanted to start anew!
"Qin Changqing, do you want to rebel"
Zhang Zhongsong has long been annoyed by Qin Changqing and didn't expect him to be so arrogant. He was right in the middle of a meeting when Qin Changqing dared to slap the table in front of everyone, which was simply too much!
But he never expected that the Qin Changqing who had always tolerated him would stand up without any reservations, lean forward with his hands on the table and slowly say to Zhang Zhongsong: "Mr. Zhang, don't think just because I've always been lenient with you that you can do whatever you want over my head. Right now I have no time to play around with you; wait till I get back, then you'll see."
After saying this, Qin Changqing turned and walked out!
The Dragon Scale was waiting for him to return.palm strike, he turned his former comrade into a mass of flesh scattered across the sky. The once most renowned Dantai Suifeng was now inhumanly half-man-half-ghost, ultimately meeting his end under t...