Grandpa said, “Go to Longyuan. It's the toughest place on the border.”
I believed him.
Only after I got there did I discover
I had to fight special forces from a neighboring country for the flag,
trade sniper shots with the enemy in the snow,
and deal with a bunch of reckless comrades who would throw themselves in front of bullets for me at the drop of a hat.
Three years later, I earned a First-Class Merit and led a crack squad.
A daughter from City A traveled all the way to the border, saying she wanted to see with her own eyes the kind of man she'd waited three years for.
My childhood sweetheart sent me a message: “Ling Yun, I regret it.”
I replied with four words: “Get in line first.”
It's time to settle the score in the capital.
