Volume I, Military Prisons Chapter 3: For Your Country


by Xiao Xiang Dong’Er | Translated and Arranged by Angel Chua

Edited by Angel Chua 01 June 2019

Everything turned out easy since Chu Qiao cracked the password lock and the fingerprint reader, she gently turn the door handle, sideways and went inside. Although it is late at night, the corridor was brightly lit, there are still a lot of people walking back and forth. Chu Qiao walked freely, heading to the corridor of the foreign guests, fast pacing to the fourth prison office, she suddenly bumped into staff and she nodded from the greeting of the staff. Although the staff did not know her, her looks are calm, dressed in uniforms, even the guards look past on her and did not recognize, who would have thought she’s a prisoner?

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Volume I, Military Penitentiaries Chapter 2: The Rain Comes to the Mountain


by Xiao Xiang Dong’Er | Translated and Arranged by Angel Chua

Edited by Angel Chua 01 June 2019

At midnight, Chu Qiao shut the bathroom door, she went to the wash basin and washed her hands.

The prisoners are dead and not the slightest sound was heard, this time is one of the most tiring part of the day. Even if there are rigorous training of special forces for alertness and physical strength, it will be slightly lower than usual. Chu Qiao looked calm, washed her face, picked up the towel on the shelf and carefully dry. The sound of the rushing toilet makes her hear pulse beats as it counts the silence of time.

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Volume I, Military Camp Chapter 1: Military Prison


by Xiao Xiang Dong’Er | Translated and Arranged by Angel Chua

Edited by Angel Chua 01 June 2019

On May 12, 2009 at two o’clock in the morning, outside the heart of wilderness is the capital city’s location.

Seven black cars drove at speed on the outskirts of the country. Two cars in front, two in the back, and two on the sides, guarding a black Mercedes. The military’s powerful engine produces a smooth sound. The body is made entirely of high-performance aluminum alloy. The spiral-shaped bullet-proof pattern is visible on the windshield. There is no license plate and no special military logo. It is doubtful. How did such a team come out of the gate of the strict city.

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