In the turbulent years, there were bullets and bullets, and in the years of war, there was smoke everywhere. She is not an ordinary girl. I don't like the cheongsam and the high heels, I just like the dark green outfit. I don't like rouge and powder, I only like guns and ammunition. She is a butterfly, but she does not fly like a butterfly. She was kind-hearted, but never weak in front of her enemies, except for him, except for the man who could see through all her weaknesses at a glance. During a special mission, she met this man. What she didn't expect was that the man she had a crush on would be Japanese Army Colonel Shimizu Kawazawa, and she didn't expect that she would get into an emotional dispute with him. She was hesitant between the country and his feelings... Two people who had nothing to do with each other, but the war made them meet. Destiny makes their lives intertwined. He is a ruthless Japanese officer who kills people like crazy. He is a cold, resolute, calm and wise first-class sniper. He met her in this smoke-filled era when his hands were stained with blood. The moment he pulled off her mask, he was doomed to an inescapable fate and ending. He pretended to be a major of the national army and lurked among the enemies, but he didn't expect that he would develop such a deep relationship with her. If he was not her opponent, her enemy, her enemy's junior brother, then he would definitely pour out his feelings. He was immersed in the whirlpool of feelings for her and couldn't extricate himself. He is lost at the crossroads of national interests and human nature. No choice. No one hates death, but some people like war. This is a story that is crueler than war. The male protagonist in this article is a Japanese military officer. If you don't like it, don't criticize him. If you are particularly patriotic, you can take a detour.
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