In 1949, the mountains and rivers were initially settled, but the undercurrent never stopped.
The ghosts of the old era lurk in the shadows of the streets, the secret signals of enemy agents hiss on the invisible front, and the dormant gangsters sharpen their claws, trying to tear apart this hard-won dawn. It was at this time that he put on a police uniform and became a public security officer in the new regime.
On his battlefield, there is no charge of thousands of troops, but every step is startling:
Follow the clues to track down the invisible enemy, and engage in a desperate secret battle with highly intelligent hidden agents;
Faced with open guns and hidden arrows among the fireworks in the market, and fought hand-to-hand with brutal gangsters and thugs;
Escort felons thousands of miles across the wilderness and dangerous obstacles in people's hearts, walking on the tightrope of loyalty and betrayal.
This is an iron-blooded archive belonging to the original defenders of the Republic. It tells the story of how a group of people who forged steel with their faith used their bodies as torches to burn through the darkness and secure the most solid peace for thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in an era when the night was about to end and the dawn was still lingering.
