Chapter Seventeen: The Lonely Dragon's Journey

  "What do you think we should do, Yamamoto-san? How are we going to report this to the Emperor? Are we just going to let it go like this?"

  Matsuda was extremely angry, staring at Yamamoto's military sword.

  "If there is no handover, this military sword will be your fate."

  "Hmm, Matsuda, you're getting bolder and bolder."

  Yamamoto stroked the blade, and upon hearing Yamamoto's words, Matsuda immediately stood up, his heart skipping a beat.

  "Sorry, sir, I was wrong."

  He knew that his own language had just been insulted and that Yamamoto could end his life without being held responsible, this was something that Matsuda still understood.

  "In that case, don't use the Emperor's authority to suppress me. The grudge of Long Ba will be avenged, but when we take revenge, we can't let the Long family know, after all, it concerns the fate of the Empire."

  Matsumoto's tone was calm, but in fact he had already been furious, like a thunderclap in a storm.

  "I don't know, sir, what should we do next?"

  Matsuda narrowed his eyes, but in fact he didn't have much respect for Yamamoto, it's just that the Yamamoto family was more powerful than the Matsuda family.

  "Then summon the ninja to complete the humiliation of Longbadel."

  Yamamoto's blade pointed at Matsuda's forehead, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, flashing along the blade.

  "Yes, Minister Yamamoto."

  Night fell, and a conspiracy unfolded around Ryoko Tatsuyama, the new rising star of the Dragon House army corps, who had assassinated the Fifteenth Corps commander, a relative of the Japanese Emperor.

  The 15th Regiment, 1st Battalion is the defensive area of this regiment. At this time, Longlin arrived here and pulled a cart of beef. At this moment, Longlin still envied the food of the 15th Regiment.

  Being a soldier in the 15th Regiment was like being treated as an old master, but he also knew that the training of the 15th Regiment was like a hellish purgatory.

  Long Zhongtian held a whip in his hand, and it had been one day since Long Xing left the 15th Army Corps.

  But by this day's time, the 15th Regiment's formation was no longer complete. At this moment, only two battalions of troops were left, while other fighters had been replenished to other units.

  At this moment, Long Zhongtian stood on a large pit, the pit was full of thin mud and murky sewage, beside the sewage stood the remaining warriors.

  Against this pit, Long Zhongtian's machine gun in his hand began to sweep.

  But those warriors knew what this gunshot represented, it represented a devil-like training was coming.

  What's past is reborn, what can't be passed becomes a loser, becoming an unbearable memory in the military career.

  After a day of devil training, these warriors understood that this is a warrior's paradise, and this is a warrior's hell.

  In less than a day's time, all warriors eliminated from here, when they arrived at other troops, were in a ratio of one to two.

  "Look at this, what is it?"

  Long Zhongtian roared loudly.

  "As a warrior, especially in this era, you will encounter unforeseen situations in battle, order everyone to jump down and engage in actual combat."

  Two battalions of warriors, madly shouting, one after another jumping into the big pit, engaging in hand-to-hand combat.

  Long Zhongtian smiled as he watched the warrior jump down.

  "No matter what method you use, as long as you knock the opponent down, and if they can still get up after 10 minutes, it's considered a pass for today's second test. Of course, if you can't take it, you can just shout 'I'm leaving too' and be eliminated."

  Inside the big pit, the warriors looked at each other with scarlet eyes, they knew this was an opportunity.

  The Fifteenth Corps is about to undergo a heaven-shaking and earth-shattering change. They know that the warriors who stay behind are all the best, they don't think they're inferior to anyone, these soldiers have been through battles.

  Long Zhongtian believed that there must be the right person for himself in this.

  The current self is in dire need of talent, because apart from Long Xing, there isn't a single reliable assistant. In such extraordinary times, one must employ drastic measures, and the existence of a military commander will never be lacking in any era.

  Long Lin saw that the entire 15th Battalion was being trained by Long Xing in this way, and he felt a little sorry for these soldiers. He looked at the food he had transported and finally let out a sigh of relief.

  "No wonder the food is so good, this kind of training isn't something ordinary people can endure."

  Long Xuan quietly watched, a training method like hell, he didn't quite understand why Long Zhongtian did this, but after ten minutes, he understood.

  Only more than 20 people from the two camps of warriors have not fallen in this round.

  Long Zhongtian took a look at these twenty-odd warriors, more than half of whom were above the rank of lieutenant, but what caught his eye was the superior soldier Liu Benshi. This man had already been identified by Long Zhongtian as a machine gunner.

  One of the special forces instructors.

  "There is still one day left, as long as you can hold on, you will become an unclimbable peak for others."

  Long Zhongtian looked at these twenty-odd warriors and nodded silently in his heart. Without any preparation, it was already quite good to have come this far.

  Liu Ben Shi and about twenty other warriors, in the dirty big pit, looked at Long Zhong Tian with their eyes, but did not make any sound. However, they had a feeling that their fate was slowly changing.

  "Alright, that's all for today."

  After Long Zhongtian finished speaking, he picked up his machine gun and left the big pit, walking towards the gate of the barracks. The distance was not far from here, Long Zhongtian knew that Long Lin had been waiting for him all along.

  "Hehe, uncle, you came very early today."

  Long Zhongtian respectfully gave Long Lin a military salute.

  "Haha, this military salute looks more comfortable than the one in my heart." Long Lin had always been suspicious that his nephew was hiding something.

  Long Xuan has been closely watching him since he was a child, and every move of Long Zhongtian can be said to be a shock to him.

  This shock has now become ordinary, Long Lin thinks that he will never be able to understand Long Zhongtian in this life, and this is not his nephew's son.

  "Ah, uncle, I'm going to change this army, form my own legion, an unbeatable legion. This kind of legion is called Special Forces, their existence will bring nightmares to the enemy."

  Long Zhongtian knew what Long Lin was thinking, and he didn't hide it either.

  At the same time, Long Zhongtian also knew that he was telling Long Lin, and Long Lin was also confused for a while. He only knew that he was a madman, an even more crazy soldier than his own father.

  "Uh-huh, special forces, haha, I don't quite understand this, but I'll find out later. By the way, the things you asked me to investigate, I've all figured them out. Long Xing is in great danger now."

  The dragon scales smiled and turned to the purpose of coming here.

  "What's going on?"

  Long Zhongtian suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and after waiting for Long Lin to explain the situation clearly, Long Zhongtian looked at him seriously.

  "Uncle, Long Xing is an indispensable helper for his nephew and will also be an indispensable figure in the future wars of the Long Family Army."

  Long Lin looked at Long Zhongtian's attitude and knew that Long Zhongtian was not lying, and understood the severity of the matter. So he told Long Xing's situation bit by bit, Long Zhongtian listened to it, his fist clenched tightly, his face angry, then let out a slight sigh.

  "It was I who neglected, neglected Long Xing."

  "So, it seems that all the hidden nails in Long's family are protecting him."

  Long Zhongtian's eyes lit up, and he secretly put his mind at ease regarding Long Xing's safety, while also filling with confidence in Long Xing's military quality.

  "Not bad, but the Black Party, according to my investigation, may be manipulated by the Japanese behind the scenes. Our military supplies are traded with them, and it can be seen from their guns that they have a relationship with the Japanese."

  Long Lin was slightly worried, mentioning the Japanese, Long Zhongtian's heart skipped a beat, as if he had grasped something important in his mind, but for the time being, he couldn't grasp it.

  "Japanese, Japanese, Japanese."

  Long Zhongtian worked hard to keep this feeling from running away, he thought that this feeling would definitely be helpful for Long Xing.

  After a long time, Long Zhongtian's eyes flashed with a ray of light, looking at Long Lin: "Uncle, do you know about ninjas, those Japanese special assassins who move stealthily and silently at night?"

  "Ninjas, I've heard of them, legend has it that they can kill people silently at night, using their surroundings to conceal themselves, making it impossible for the enemy to defend against."

  Mentioning ninjas, Long Lin's face was full of surprise.

  "Not bad, uncle. If Long Ba is controlled by the Japanese or is an important figure for them, why are they lurking here? Will they expose their identity because of Long Ba?"

  Long Zhongtian said, hoping Long Lin would think of something.

  Long Lian fell into deep thought, and after a moment, he lifted his head.

  "Assassination, gathering intelligence, dangerous enemies."

  After saying that, before Long Zhongtian could react, in the dark of night, Long Piao had already disappeared from Long Zhongtian's side, giving him a fright.

  "Wow, the legendary martial arts ultimate skills are actually real."

  At this moment, there was an idea for the establishment of special forces.

  In the dark of night, Long Xing was still in his own old courtyard, unable to extricate himself from his own affairs. His eyes were sometimes clear and bright, sometimes dull and hazy, sometimes wide open, and sometimes tightly closed.

  And his father was in his arms at this moment, without a breath. Just after Long Xing heard his father tell him everything, he left Long Xing.

  And his mother beside him was only crying painfully, Long Xing hugged his own father, eyes staring at the gate, that military vehicle.

  "All of this, all of these are brought by you, if I have to exchange my success with these, what's the use of having them."

  All sorts of thoughts emerged in Long Xing's mind, and his eyes flickered with different colors.

  In an instant, the mother who had been crying uncontrollably suddenly fell silent. It was only then that Long Xing's thoughts returned to him and he hastily picked up his mother.

  When he picked up his mother, the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and the back of his mother's head was shot by a stray bullet, but these did not make him lose his mind, instead he calmed down.

  "It seems you won't let me go."

  At the same time, I also understood that this world was originally a place where the strong prey on the weak. Even if I hadn't chosen this path, the outcome might have been even more miserable than it is now, because not only did I not get revenge, but I didn't even have the ability to protect myself.

  With a loud crash, a ninja clad in black fell at the entrance, and Long Xing's gun was pointing directly at where the ninja had fallen.

  "One more day, just let yourself have some understanding!"

  Longing looked at his parents with a sorrowful smile, he understood that from today on, he would be alone, without any relatives, and at the same time, he had to erase all traces of his past forever.

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