My older sister, Meng Zhaoxue, and I were captured at the same time and held at two secret locations.
The enemy made my father, the supreme commander, choose which of his two daughters to rescue.
Without hesitation, he said, “Save Zhaoxue.”
His icy voice came over the communications channel, echoing through the interrogation room where I was being held.
“Wangshu's location has been compromised. To prevent an intelligence leak, initiate the ‘Purification’ protocol.”
“In five minutes, the ‘Divine Retribution’ missiles will hit Sector A and eliminate all threats.”
“That is an order.”
The enemy laughed. “Meng Wangshu, did you hear that? Your father is going to blow you up with his own hands.”
I looked at the locator on my wrist, its light flashing. It belonged to my sister. I smiled too.
“Yeah, I heard.”
“Father, I hope that in five minutes, you'll still be able to collect the body of your favorite daughter.”
