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

  With the intervention of the Mexico gang, Jerry went to see Stenson.


  "The deviant Corp, do they still exist or not? Is the previous assassination of the Department of Defense related to you?" He asked.


  Stenson had already learned about the deviant Corp's encounter through Caesar, but he didn't care if the deviant Corp existed or not, he only recognized his boss. As long as his boss was not dead, he would continue to work for him.


  "Is it very important?" "I only work for my boss," Stenson said to Jerry."Similarly, you only work for him and not for the deviant Corp."


  "Why isn't important. With the deviant Corp behind you, do you know how much resources that is? Without this resource, we'll have one less card to play!" "Is it really like what's recorded in the CIA archives?" Jerry asked."Has the deviant Corp really disbanded and been executed?"


  Stenson didn't say a word. He just sat on the sofa without saying a word.


Completing the incomplete mission