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Private Specialist Huan De knew she’d been given the single most boring job in the entire Republic of China Air Force. When the People’s Republic attacked, they’d be coming from the west, crossing the Taiwan Strait in overwhelming numbers.
Being perched at the tedious end of nowhere was not why she had volunteered.
Yes, someone must watch the east, but why did it have to be her?
And why from here?
Keelung City to the north had excellent clubs. Luodong Township to the south offered nothing except the only real town for a long distance.
But she was halfway in between and could not take easy advantage of either.
Nor was she down at Fulong Beach, where she could try out her new bikini during lunchtime or the long summer evenings. No, she was stuck atop Ling Jiou Mountain in an isolat
