The special train was like a long dragon, running day and night.
Among the train cars specifically for the Second Company, I held the letter of transfer but ultimately dared not leave.
Without Liang Erxi pointing at my nose and swearing, I knew full well that as a soldier, obeying orders is paramount and to be done without hesitation.
On an ordinary day, it might have been fine, but leaving the company at this moment would be the greatest insult to the word "soldier"!
It could be said that the mark of a deserter would be branded on me for life, and I'd never be able to hold my head high again...
When we arrived at the southeastern border, everyone was shocked by the scene before us.
Though it was called a border, on our side it was more symbolic, with no defenses to the right.
Opposite the border, you didn't even need binoculars to see a continuous series of permanent bunker fortifications.
