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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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Military Police Special Detention Center, Ashblinka.
“Phew.”
The soldiers who had finished changing guard duty on the eastern tower sighed as they hung their weapons on the wall.
“The guard post is really fucking tough.”
“How many new arrivals came in today?”
“Roughly guessing, it must have been over fifty. The detention blocks that were empty just the day before yesterday are now packed full.”
“Thinking about how it’ll keep increasing, we’re screwed.”
It was a bitter lament.
A detention center assigned to them right after finishing boot camp.
For those who had been strutting around in their neighborhoods and were now dragged here, crying and kicking before being forcibly executed, there was no way the situation could be pleasant.
If it weren’t for the special circumstances of being in a detention center, they would have deserted long ago.
Even in normal times, their behavior wasn’t very good, so it was clear they wouldn’t have adapted well in the military.
“But isn’t it fortunate? We thought we’d just be spinning our wheels meaninglessly in some remote place, but look at this place.”
“That’s what I’m saying.”
The two soldiers chuckled.
They were classmates from the same boot camp.
Having been reprimanded several times by instructors for their conduct, they had some familiarity with each other.
The fact that they had both frequented back alleys in society also played a part in their quick bonding.
“But doesn’t it smell really rotten here? Seeing how all the people being dragged in are extraordinary.”
“Hey, what does that matter? We just have to do what comes down from above. Don’t question strange things. You’ll die that way.”
The large man answered firmly to his comrade’s playful words.
He had long since noticed that the detention center stank.
Otherwise, how could they treat people regardless of age or gender in such a way?
“Don’t let your dick run wild too much. Didn’t you hear about what happened a few days ago? Another summary execution.”
“Ah… Arwen Orka or whatever? How beautiful must she be for the Military Police Chief to be so obsessed? It would be a dream come true just to see her face once.”
It wasn’t for nothing that the personnel stationed at Ashblinka were all composed of those who had behavioral problems in boot camp.
The purpose of its establishment was to thoroughly eliminate the President’s political opponents.
Were those on Mikhail’s purge list just powerless civilians?
Most were people who had wielded some degree of influence in the military or various sectors of society.
Ordinary detention, intimidation, or persuasion wouldn’t work on them.
They had high self-esteem and knew exactly why they had been captured.
Just shouting or beating them with clubs would never break their will.
That was why the President deliberately chose only the worst individuals as guards for Ashblinka.
Human scum who couldn’t even be persuaded and only felt joy in tormenting people.
If they were trampled miserably by these beasts closer to animals than humans, surely even their stubborn hearts would eventually break.
“And asshole, if you don’t play with your dick, what else are you going to do here? You thoroughly enjoyed yourself with that woman from cell 305 last time, didn’t you? What was she originally? The Director of the Currency Department at the Imperial Bank?”
“That’s right. A woman who had lived piling up money and never experienced the gutter. When would guys like us ever get to fuck a woman like that in the world?”
“So—”
“So that’s why I’m telling you to be more careful, you idiot. Your head works strangely well in weird places, but in places like this, you always act like a fool.”
“Ah, I got it! I got it! I understand. I’ll be moderate. But you know, 305 doesn’t even cry anymore these days, it seems she’s properly broken. There was a taste in tying her up and doing it.”
The two were spewing words that were hard to even speak aloud.
The situation in Ashblinka was horrific.
Not only were there inhumane torture practices, but female inmates were subjected to merciless rape.
Of course, men weren’t completely exempt from such treatment either.
Even a businessman who had succeeded in his ventures during wartime in his early 20s had given up everything and lost his mind the moment he was pounced on by men.
There were also some female guards with sadistic tendencies, so those who had been brought in with the establishment of Ashblinka had long since lost most of their sexual function due to continuous sexual torture.
The long-lasting war hadn’t just damaged buildings.
It had corrupted people’s hearts and minds to the point where they were no different from Titans.
“Hey, but you know… I got some drugs from a friend outside.”
“Drugs? What kind of drugs?”
“You know, aphrodisiacs directly manufactured in the capital’s famous Red Street— ack!?”
The lewd voice that had been continuing suddenly cut off.
“Huh? What’s wrong? Why did you stop talking?”
Although he was trying to maintain some dignity, as long as they were in Ashblinka, they were all cut from the same cloth.
Another soldier who had been listening intently to the interesting conversation turned his head in annoyance, and at that moment.
“Oh.”
A dark gun muzzle was pressed against his forehead.
Pfft pfft.
With a faint noise like air escaping from lungs, the soldier collapsed on the spot.
“Eastern tower cleared.”
“Southern tower also cleared, over.”
“Good, let’s enter. We must finish everything before the Commander arrives.”
Reapers indistinguishable from the darkness of night descended upon the detention center.
The wolf insignia on their shoulders flickered in the moonlight.
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Creak, creak.
In a damp and dark prison without a single light, an elderly man was carefully twisting a wire.
He bit his lip in frustration as he heard the groans coming from all directions.
It was one of two things.
Either they were writhing in pain from horrible torture, or they were sobbing from something even more atrocious than torture.
These were sounds he had heard every day since being brought to Ashblinka.
The sources of the sounds changed every night.
‘Those fucking bastards…!’
The man’s eyes flashed fiercely.
Despite his aged appearance of well over 50, his eyes were still alive.
This was why the bestial guards were particularly reluctant to enter this place.
No matter how many times they beat him with clubs or pulled out all his fingernails and toenails, his spirit only grew stronger.
Dietrich Halder.
Once a major general in the Imperial Army and one of the national heroes who had achieved decisive military exploits in the war against the Titans, but now.
He was in a miserable state no different from others.
It was the result of daily torture.
At first, he had denied everything to maintain his beliefs, and from the second time on, he had been greatly shaken.
Human endurance wasn’t as solid as one might think.
After several rounds of torture, the list of Eagle’s Nest members who had planned the coup together was on the tip of Dietrich’s tongue.
But the reason he ultimately didn’t confess everything was that he realized the guards before him were beasts who tortured people for pleasure, not to gain anything.
What good would it do to tell the truth to these beasts no different from Titans?
Dietrich realized that if he couldn’t escape this hell, what remained at the end was a miserable death.
Would his body even be returned to his family?
Or perhaps later, this terrible hand might reach even his family members.
So Dietrich vowed to escape this hell at the cost of his life.
Whenever he felt his strength fading and his heart about to break, he constantly reminded himself of the faces of those being violated by these beasts.
“It’s done.”
Dietrich bent the wire into a shape that fit perfectly into the keyhole.
By now, everyone detained with him was thinking the same thing.
If they couldn’t escape, they would die, and they didn’t have much time left.
Dietrich encouraged other inmates while avoiding the guards’ eyes, constantly instilling hope and a desire for revenge in them.
He helped them gather their broken spirits and implanted the resolve to punish the beasts who had done such terrible things.
Slowly but surely.
Dietrich intended to turn Ashblinka upside down.
Click, click, clack!
As he was poking around the keyhole with the wire, at that moment.
Dietrich was certain that the tightly locked hinge had finally come loose.
“…!!!”
For the first time he was stepping out on his own rather than being forcibly dragged out.
Dietrich carefully opened the prison door, wary of any guards nearby.
Then he approached the others who were groaning in pain.
“Ma-Major General…!! You, you really did it…!!”
“Wait just a moment, Balkan. I’ll subdue a guard and free you right away.”
After all, the guards were just a bunch of misfits who had just graduated from boot camp.
They were greenhorns who hadn’t even experienced proper combat.
Whatever weapons they might have, they were no match for Dietrich Halder, a hero of the war.
As he was dragging his miserably battered body forward, at that moment.
“…??!”
A black figure appeared before Dietrich’s eyes.
Before he could react, a gun muzzle was pointed directly at him.
‘Damn it.’
Dietrich closed his eyes tightly, sensing his final moment.
However, the gunshot that would take his aged life never came.
In the awkward silence that followed, Dietrich opened his eyes to find a man he had once met standing there.
He was an officer originally from Graveyard Fortress who had been briefly assigned to Dietrich’s unit after the end of the war.
“You… how did you…”
“I’ve come to escort you personally on Commander Luthers’ orders, Major General Dietrich Halder.”
“Luthers?”
“Yes, Major General. It’s exactly as you’re thinking.”
The familiar-faced officer nodded and added.
“It’s a revolution.”
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[damn dude this shit is going ham im gonna keep binging cant stop now, viva la revolución!]
So did Arwin also got…… in previous cycle?