Chapter 1311

Chapter 1311:

“Here’s the situation: There’s been talk of a miracle worker, a doctor named Mia, whose medical prowess borders on the supernatural. I’m considering extending an invitation on behalf of the military region for her to treat the Commander’s lingering ailments. However, securing Mia’s services proves challenging. While she might be the only one capable of healing both the Commander’s afflictions and your injuries, your current predicament presents a dilemma… As long as the Commander maintains his position, your confinement order remains unshakeable.”

In those days, Rocco’s defiance of military protocol had resulted in his demotion and imprisonment here, forever bound by surveillance, with a tracking bracelet serving as his constant reminder of captivity. This fortress had become his cage—neither could he leave, nor could others enter.

Elton’s presence was solely justified by his clearance to access the surveillance footage, leaving him unfazed by any potential consequences.

As comprehension dawned on Rocco’s face, his eyebrows arched with sudden intrigue, and he studied Elton with newfound interest.

“Elton, how did Denby offend you? Are you truly prepared to orchestrate the downfall of your mentor, the very man who elevated you to your current status, merely to usurp his position? And you dare approach me with this proposition?”

“Given the Commander’s deteriorating health, retirement would suit him better.”

Elton’s words dripped with cold calculation, devoid of any remorse, causing Rocco to observe him with prolonged fascination.

Yet, true to Elton’s assessment, Rocco’s extended confinement had indeed left him restless and defiant. He was different from Denby.

Denby came from a prestigious military family, the perfect example of a well-bred officer.

Rocco, however, had fought his way up from nothing, climbing step by step to become a general of his own regiment, risking everything along the way.

While Denby joined the military to pursue his dreams, Rocco enlisted simply to survive and grow strong enough that no one could push him around anymore.

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In his prime, Rocco’s military prowess was legendary.

His battlefield victories carved a path to glory, each triumph adding to his growing reputation as he forged his regiment into a formidable fighting force.

But when the war ended and the military began reorganizing, everything changed.

Rocco struggled with peacetime duties, constantly falling behind the neighboring regiment that had joined them.

Seeing this problem, the higher-ups decided to combine the two regiments, asking both leaders to work together in running it. But Rocco was used to being in charge. He couldn’t handle being Denby’s second-in-command, so his ambition got the better of him. He made a terrible mistake that cost him both his legs.

His serious military offense should have earned him a much worse punishment.

Denby, remembering all Rocco had done for their country, stepped in and asked that his past service count against his crimes. That was why he ended up just being demoted and confined.

But Rocco felt no thanks toward Denby for this mercy.

He saw no hope in his days, trapped in endless hours that seemed to stretch forever.

Every time his legs hurt, his anger toward others grew stronger.

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