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

On the battlefield, Huang He was dumbfounded. He had been hit in the leg and fell; it wasn't a fatal wound and didn't get him eliminated, but then he got hit with a headshot on his helmet. When the system reminded him that he was eliminated, he was in a daze. Then he yelled at his comrades, "Run!"

Seeing he was eliminated, his teammates had to run, or they would be wiped out.

Toward the direction of the sniper Xu Cheng, Huang He gave a thumbs-up in admiration!

After the clip was played back, it showed Huang He was running behind the tight shield made up of his teammates, giving Xu Cheng no chance to hit him; but in the video, Huang He fell with one shot and then his head was shot right after.

Commander Xie watched it over and over for a long while with narrowed eyes and then asked the technician, "Did Xu Cheng shoot him?"

The technician nodded. "Yes. From Xu Cheng's screen, I saw him fire twice."

Awesome!