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 next day, about 185 people gathered on the open field of the Deviant Corp's campground, standing in a total of 9 rows with about 20 people in each row.

Xu Cheng felt that he shouldn't just let time pass every day and must train them. These guys all had good physiques that were tempered in this chaotic land. So, if he didn't strictly train them to improve them, it would be a pity.

Xu Cheng stood in front of them all and said, "Those that think they are talented marksmen, stand out!"

The mercenaries looked at each other, and then a few brave ones stood out.

There were about 20 people in total.

"You will be the instructor for marksmanship and sniping, these twenty soldiers will be trained by you from now on."

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