เข้าสู่ระบบI was an elite sniper in the special forces, and my best friend was a brilliant sniper too. She died after enduring unimaginable torture when she was captured while covering my escape. The military's top brass and her father, a general, demanded that I reveal the truth about that mission so they could honor her as a fallen hero. However, in front of everyone, I claimed I could not remember a thing. Her father was so enraged that he vomited blood on the spot. My comrades called me a coward and a traitor. Just when I was about to be sent before a military court, my fiancé, Sean Lawson, stood against the opposition and saved me. He promised to take me away from all the trouble. However, the moment I got into his car, he personally injected me with a powerful sedative. "You love keeping your mouth shut, don't you? Fine. Let's see how you like spending the rest of your life unable to speak." He threw me into an overseas black-site prison, where I endured relentless beatings and branding with red-hot irons, all so I could suffer the same despair he believed his beloved had endured before her death. Finally, he strapped me into a military-grade deep memory extraction device, determined to broadcast that so-called 'truth' to the entire world.
ดูเพิ่มเติมSean's death did not cause much of a stir.The military's internal records contained only one cold, impersonal statement: [Killed in the line of duty.]In the end, he had sought his own way to atone for the sins he had committed. He left behind a final letter and entrusted it to the warden, asking him to deliver it to my parents.The letter contained only one short sentence: [Please have my ashes buried beside Janet's memorial grave.]My parents remained silent for a long time. In the end, they signed the necessary papers.Taking into account Sean's final act of service and his remorse, the military command approved the request.At the Heroes' Memorial Cemetery, a nameless stone appeared beside my headstone. It stood like a silent sentry, keeping watch over me for all eternity.In the women's prison, Chelsea learned of Sean's death through the news. She completely lost her mind."He's come for me! Sean is coming to take my life!"Day and night, she screamed and sobbed in her c
One year later, the military finally held a long-overdue medal ceremony in my honor.The atmosphere was solemn, and the auditorium was packed with people who had come to pay their respects.My black-and-white portrait stood at the center of a memorial platform draped in the national flag. In the photograph, I wore my military uniform, my eyes bright and determined, as if I were ready to head straight into my next mission.The military's highest-ranking commander, an old general with silver hair, personally stepped onto the stage. His movements were slow and heavy as he accepted a medal from the officer responsible for the ceremony.The medal was crafted from pure gold and shaped like a roaring flame. Known as the Blaze of Valor Medal, it was one of the highest honors the nation could bestow upon a service member.The old general approached my portrait and solemnly placed the medal on a velvet cushion beneath it.Then, he turned to face the audience and made his announcement in a
Chelsea was sent to a maximum-security women's military prison. She wore a gray prison uniform. All the glamour she had once possessed was gone. She stared at the peeling walls with bitter hatred in her eyes."I never betrayed my country! I've been framed!"She seized every opportunity to appeal her conviction, writing letter after letter with trembling hands to her superiors and to her father, General Arthur Moore."Janet and the Doctor conspired to frame me! She's the real traitor!"However, every letter disappeared into the void. Not one reply ever came.Once the pampered darling whom everyone had adored, Chelsea had become a traitor no one cared about.The fall from grace nearly drove her insane."Do you know who my father is?! Let me out!"The only responses were the guards' cold reprimands and the contemptuous stares of her fellow inmates.Everyone in the prison knew her story."Look. That's the traitor who got Ms. Yates killed.""I heard she even stole Ms. Yates's f
I lay motionless in the most advanced sterile ward at the military's central hospital. Tubes and wires covered my body, keeping me alive, while the heart monitor let out its sharp, steady beeps.Sean had been granted special permission to visit me. He wore a prison uniform, and cold steel handcuffs circled his wrists. In just a few days, he had become almost unrecognizable. His cheeks were hollow, his eyes deeply sunken, and stubble covered his face."Janet..."He sat beside my bed and carefully took my cold hand, pressing it against his rough, stubbled cheek. He rubbed it gently over and over, as if that were the only way he could make me feel his presence.Then, he began talking to me."The first time I saw you at the shooting range, you told me my grip on my rifle was all wrong. Later, you secretly modified my Type 92 pistol for me. You adjusted the barrel's balance so perfectly that even the master gunsmiths at the factory could not have done better."That time at the border,
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