"Didn't you say that I should apply for the military? If I apply, they will arrange accommodation in the military area, so I don't have to drive there. In addition, if I go out, I should be able to apply to use the car in the military right?" Stella Grace asked.
Jasper Milton nodded. "I almost forgot about it."
After a while, they arrived at the door of Soldier 108.
Before she entered the room, she heard cries and noises coming from inside.
Stella Grace had a bad feeling in her heart. She unfastened the seat belt and followed Jasper Milton in.
"Goldie put down the knife. If you die, what should Mom do? Mom only has one son." The mother of Soldier 108 cried.
Jasper Milton rushed into the room.
Stella Grace saw a man on the bed pressing a knife against his neck. He was very emotional and his eyes were red.
He had lost both his legs.
"No. 108 what are you doing? Put down your knife," Jasper Milton snapped.
