Volume 1: The Treasure of Hua Country Chapter 1: Imperial Edict

  The night sky of Herat city is twinkling with stars. Tonight's night is unusually cool, unlike the beginning when it was sultry, the cool breeze blows, Long Xing lies on the ground, feeling bored, with a blade of dogtail grass in his mouth.

  He is a member of the Chinese special forces, specifically sent to assist the US military in this anti-terrorist operation in Afghanistan. However, Long Xing seems to have lost interest in all that now, and he can't shake off the feeling that there's something inexplicable hidden within him.

  Let's take the time when I was seventeen years old at the train station in Haicheng, for example. At that time, Long Xing didn't have this name yet, he only remembered that he was an orphan, growing up in an orphanage since childhood, without parents. When he was seventeen, he already knew that he should leave the orphanage and make a living on his own. So, on his seventeenth birthday, he resolutely chose to leave the orphanage that had raised him for over ten years, starting his journey of adventure, and it was also at that time that he learned to take care of himself, learning how to do odd jobs to avoid going hungry.

  However, the sky has unpredictable winds. Just when he had earned a few thousand yuan and was preparing to return to the orphanage to visit his childhood companions and the principal who had educated him for over a decade, his money was stolen at the train station. He was even unclear about what had happened, and by the time he came to his senses, three thugs were running out of the station.

  Then, Long Xing disregarded his own safety and chased after him with all his might. The story unfolded like many melodramatic episodes, ending with Long Xing being beaten to the ground.

  At that time, Long Xing was also extremely angry. He had worked hard for half a year to earn that money, and now it was being snatched away from him. How could he be willing to accept this?

  Then, Long Xing's consciousness disappeared in the first moment. In the instant his head was hot, he could feel that the glass and floor around the station exploded first, then the entire station was like being thrown into a high-explosive C4 bomb, and finally, he himself lay on the ground.

  When he came to, he found that there was not a single living person left in the station. The entire station had been blown to smithereens, with limbs and flesh scattered everywhere, blood flowing like rivers. Moreover, the outside had already been sealed off by the police, and it seemed that the military was also involved. He knew that what awaited him would be extreme punishment. He did not resist, knowing that resistance would be futile, as this seemed to be a deliberate act.

  But no matter what, he alone could not resist so many police. Of course, there were also those troops. So, he was taken away in a logical and reasonable manner, but it was not the police who took him away, it was the military personnel. Of course, the military's idea is very simple, such a dangerous person, if he cannot be used for the country, it is better to eliminate him as soon as possible.

  He took his troops and quickly blocked out news of the explosion at the train station, claiming to outsiders that it was a terrorist attack.

  Just as Long Xing thought he was going to receive a death sentence, a high-ranking military officer told him that he would be reassigned and transferred to the Dragon Unit of the Special Operations Group of the Hua Guo Shadow Organization. Long Xing was stunned - he had never imagined that he would end up in the Shadow Organization of Hua Guo, let alone the Dragon Unit. It sounded unbelievable. At that time, he also got his codename: Long Xing. Of course, at that time, he still didn't know what role the Shadow Organization played domestically or what the two words "Shadow" represented.

  You should know that in the Shadow Organization, each group of people has a special ability. Don't get me wrong, this ability is not referring to superpowers, but rather skills such as wilderness survival, combat, reconnaissance, assassination and so on... The only one who might have superpowers is probably Long Xing, but it seems like he doesn't even understand the concept of superpowers at all.

  Long Xing: Male, 20 years old. At the age of 17, he was accidentally discovered by Long Yuan, a special operations officer of the Shadow Organization, and brought into the organization for special training. Within three years, while undergoing training, Long Xing also carried the burden of awakening his special ability from that time at the station. However, no matter how angry or furious he became over the past three years, he failed to successfully awaken that special ability again.

  Finally, Long Xing was considered to be a non-ability user and was transferred to an ordinary special forces unit as one of its members. Unfortunately, this special forces unit had only twenty people, but the three years of special training were not in vain, and Long Xing's abilities made him stand out among his peers.

  From disassembling and reassembling firearms to hand-to-hand combat, wilderness survival, and even the latest modern fighter jets and computer networks, he can use them with ease and has extraordinary skills. It's worth noting that his training was provided by the Shadow Organization, China's strongest special operations organization, which is responsible for carrying out all covert missions that cannot be made public.

  So, after Long Xing was assigned to this special forces unit, he was easily promoted to the rank of captain.

  "Alas, am I really an ability user? This makes me very puzzled." Long Xing sighed to himself, but vaguely, he felt that he wasn't an ordinary person. He had a feeling that he was definitely an ability user, but when he tried to grasp it, he couldn't quite get hold of it, leaving him feeling stifled.

  Just then: "Captain, there's a situation." A weak and small voice suddenly entered Long Xing's ears.

  Long Xing listened and with a splash, a carp jumped out of the water, landed on its side, pulled out a handful of dogtail grass, narrowed his eyes, and stared ahead.

  About a dozen people appeared in front of us, all holding assault rifles. Some were wearing tattered clothes and others had hand grenades hanging from their chests. They crouched down and walked towards the US soldiers stationed at Camp Fahd, seemingly targeting them specifically in this terrorist attack.

  "Captain, shall we act?" a special forces soldier beside him said in a low voice.

  Long Xing glared at the soldier with a fierce gaze, and the soldier retreated back upon seeing his captain's eyes.

  In special forces, if the captain does not command an action, unauthorized actions will be punished with extreme severity. This time, Long Xing brought the entire special forces team, plus himself, a total of twenty special soldiers.

  Looking at the armed forces in front of him, Long Xing understood that although these were terrorist armed forces, they were all local residents who were stubbornly resisting the US military stationed in Afghanistan. Their goal was very clear: they wanted to make the whole world understand that invading one's own country would be a terrible and tragic thing.

  At this time, Long Xing found that the few people in front suddenly stopped and then gestured to point at something, but Long Xing couldn't understand what they were saying.

  Just then, Long Xing discovered that two people had emerged from behind, wearing long windbreakers that wrapped themselves tightly, with empty hands, and then walked towards the US military base.

  "Who goes there? Halt." A loud shout, and the two people wearing windbreakers raised their hands and stopped.

  Slowly, a soldier emerged from the garrison, looking at the two people in front of him, seemingly feeling that something was off. Although tonight's night was very cool, it wasn't necessary to wear a windbreaker. Suddenly thinking of a possibility, the soldier raised his gun and was about to fire, but it was too late. A figure suddenly darted out from behind the two people, and after a flash of a knife, the soldier was silently taken down.

  Long saw this and knew it was time, with a wave of his hand, he rushed out from the side of the heavily armed men. The M4 assault rifle fired a burst, and two of the armed men fell to the ground in front. After that, the team members beside him rushed out, twenty assault rifles firing a burst at the dozen or so people in front, who all fell to the ground instantly. But the two men wearing windbreakers at the very front were now rushing towards the US military base like madmen.

  Long Xing knew what the two were up to, so he rushed forward a few steps, made a hand gesture, and didn't fire his gun. Instead, he suddenly stopped, then retreated several steps, and with another wave of his hand, the other nineteen special forces soldiers all withdrew back in the direction they came from.

  Then came the sound of "Boom... Boom..." and the US military base was blown to smithereens.

  The Chinese Embassy in Bucharest, on the long table of Ambassador Le Rong, Long Xing was sitting there, bored to disassemble a handgun, disassembled and reassembled, reassembled and disassembled, playing with great relish.

  "This time you've gone too far. You should know that this explosion attack could have been completely avoided." Le Rong said with a calm and expressionless face.

  "Refuse? Isn't the American general here to give us a commendation? I think my mission was accomplished extremely well, please don't belittle me and my troops, thank you." Long Xing said calmly.

  Long Xing knew that the curator was right, he had the ability to solve this terrorist attack, but he didn't do it because in his heart, he looked down on those American soldiers. They invaded other people's territory and still wanted others to help them, they were having a hard time themselves and also wanted to drag a few people to suffer with them, he had seen shameless people before, but never as shameless as this.

  Lao Rong didn't say much upon seeing this, at least he knew that this special forces unit was not under his control. He could issue and notify the commands from above, but did not have the direct leadership rights.

  "Alright, let's put aside the recent terrorist attack for now. The higher-ups have issued an order requiring you to assist the US military in taking down the Stabbing Knife Terrorist Organization. Do you have confidence in this?" Le Rong looked at Long Xing with a hint of schadenfreude, thinking that this time it wouldn't be easy for him to complete the task with just his 20 men. He then handed over a piece of paper, which was thicker and more solid than ordinary paper.

  "Yes" Long Xing immediately stood up, saluted, took the thick paper and glanced at it, slightly furrowed his brow, then stared at Le Rong and walked out of the embassy.

  "Alright, brothers, today's mission is to protect the embassy. I have some things to take care of outside, remember, before I return, no one is allowed to leave their post without permission. Dismissed." Long Xing said, saluting the special forces soldiers.

  "Yes..." The soldiers below collectively salute and then disperse.

  Long looked at those soldiers with satisfaction, then looked at the paper in his hand again and frowned, turned around and walked towards a jeep.