Over the past eight years, the two camps have been separated by different paths, and the separation has been engraved in the blood and bones.
The moonlight of the Sirius Special Training Camp once illuminated two teenagers at the same time. One became the sharpest blade of the Falcon Commandos - S-class alpha Mo Nanzhi. The vetiver pheromone was as cold as frost, but only the figure in the memory remained warm. A femme fatale who fell into the dark river and became a blood-sacrifice assassination organization - S-class omega Shi Qian, with a charming silver skin, but there is an unknown coldness and resistance in her eyes.
When the system is turned on, the battlefield woven with lies becomes a place of reunion. He was the major who was ordered to carry out the encirclement and suppression mission. He was the captain on the mission. The muzzle of the gun and the blade faced each other, but the collision of pheromones carried a fatalistic familiarity. Mo Nanzhi saw through the cracks in his disguise.
"You are not who they say you are." His voice cut through the smoke.
He raised his lips and smiled softly, his fingertips stained with blood: "Why can the major make such a conclusion?"
In the system space, every step is startling. Should we continue the confrontation, or tear up the pretense? When the vetiver is entangled with the silver-skin incense, this redemption using lies as bait will eventually allow the deeply buried sincerity to emerge between life and death.
Purpose: Amidst the opposition between camps and the pull of human nature, using deep love as a torch to illuminate the return path of souls enveloped in darkness, explore the possibility of individuals adhering to their true nature under the shackles of the environment, and the two-way journey of redemption and being redeemed.
