Three days earlier, in the camp of the fourth regiment of the garrison of the Thick Soil Sector…
Gao Huan tried to control his muscles and stand up, only to fall into his vomit yet again.
As if ten thousand burning needles were poking his eyes, he saw Jiang Xue's face that he had been dreaming about again…
The medic said that he had recovered. All his broken cerebral nerves had been connected, and his burnt brain was healed. However, only Gao Huan knew that he was sicker and sicker, because everybody, including the man who was roaring at him and who was as brawny as a gorilla, looked more and more like Jiang Xue, his wife.
But the smell from the gorilla's mouth slightly woke Gao Huan up and made him realize that it was not his wife but his boss, Song Jingang, who was a captain of the regiment.
"Captain Song, be smart."
Gao Huan heard the man behind the desk speaking in a creepy tone. "Don't you know what's going on? We're in a reform…"
