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 and the others went to watch the ten cities that were about to be attacked by air raids, and the fatal problem that Lin Guiren mentioned appeared tonight.


  Kush's mercenaries were short on fuel and none of them knew how to fly fighter jets!


  This wasn't surprising. After all, in the past, the mercenaries here didn't use any fighter jets. Even if they knew how to fly them, they weren't skilled at it at all. It was really insignificant to fight against the Air Force of the United States.


  Two days ago, Kush had been looking for experts who could operate fighter jets from the people and allowed them to join the army. Fortunately, there were still civilian experts in this diversified land of mercenaries, but they were not professional. But Kush had no choice but to go ahead and let them test fly fighter jets to fight against the UA military for the time being.


Helpless