Dust Wind

There’s SIS in great Britain, CIA in the US. In Huaxia, there’s Dragon Division, known as the mysterious power of the East.
When a soldier that originally failed to be selected to join, appeared on the Dragon Division’s list again, no one noticed, that this inconspicuous and humble-looking guy was actually the Dragon King of the division, the one that’s most difficult to deal with.
Mercenary: “Report, our squad is under attack, suffering heavy casualties!”
Commander: “How many enemies are out there?”
Mercenary: “Just… just one! There’s a joker card in his hand.”
HQ: “What?! Hurry, retreat!”

Ace of The Dragon Division

After finishing the meal, Xu Cheng said to Lin Lei, "I have a tight schedule and don't have time to keep you company. You are a big boy now, take care of yourself."

Lin Lei nodded. He wasn't spoiled.

Then, Xu Cheng was about to go to work, but who knew Wen Zhao would catch up to him and say, "Xu Cheng."

Xu Cheng stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked at him. "Senior Brother, do you need me?"

"In just a month, it's the team and individual drill competition of the 36 armies. Do you want to go? I can recommend you into the 13th Military Region," said Wen Zhao.

"Senior Brother, you are from the 13th Military Region?" Xu Cheng smiled and said.

Wen Zhao nodded. Afraid that Xu Cheng didn't believe how powerful he was before, he immediately said, "You can go ask around in the 13th Military Region, I used to be one of the top elites there."

36 Army Special Forces Competition