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

Xu Cheng paced in front of the glass window as he stared at the night scene of the city for a long time before he said, "Kill them! We've supported the Continental Mercenaries Corps to this point, and whoever stops them from forming a government deserves to die! The Land of Mercenaries must be our home that we leave safely behind!"

Chekhov and Mario both said in an affirmative tone. "Yes!"

Mario: "I'll pass on your orders to the basecamp tonight, so Vala and Diesel can start to prepare."

Stenson sat in Xu Cheng's Cadillac limousine and the driver asked him through the rearview mirror, "Where to, sir?"

Stenson: "Go to the Socialist party's headquarters, I think it's time for me to meet them. Otherwise, they will keep calling me, thinking that I'm fooling them."

The Socialists were founded less than 10 years ago and had been playing an insignificant role in the political history of the M Nation.

Caesar Exposed