Chapter 331: You Don't Pull Something This Sleazy Without Twenty Years of Practice

At dawn, the first band of golden light spilled across the assembly ground. A taxi rolled in from the main road and stopped on the outskirts. The left door opened. Christopher stepped out in uniform and drew a long, deep breath. The clean scent of grass and damp earth filled his lungs, soothing him down to the bone. He scanned the sea of moving heads and smiled, excitement shining in his eyes. He had been back for a while, but the Tiger Regiment had never left his mind. He had wanted to know,...