[Hot-blooded | Group portraits | National war | Super powers | Single female protagonist | Fighting of wits]
The six of us, with an average age of seventeen, are the youngest special forces in the empire. The enemy calls us Boy Scouts and says we are here to die. Later, the enemy troops on the border changed their name and called us: King of Hell. They thought we wouldn't last three months. But they forgot that the day 872 teenagers lay on the operating table, 24 survived. Here we are. The country has left the country in our hands, and we have no intention of retreating. Someone asked me why I came. My mother is lying in the hospital, waiting for me to come back alive. The first team is assembled. We are invincible.
