In a distant borderland, across the sparse grasslands, a tall, dense barbed-wire fence stretched from one side to the other.
Beneath the fence, one or two huge burrows could occasionally be seen, followed by a trail of footprints.
Several patrol vehicles were parked not far from one of the burrows. In front of it, a group of patrol officers held the leash of a tall, strong, black Security Dog, making it crouch by the burrow and sniff the lingering scent.
"Blackhide, what's the situation? How many people crossed over?" the patrol captain asked after a while.
One patrol officer patted the black dog on the head. It rolled its eyes, revealing an almost human expression, then patted its own belly with a foreleg.
"Got it. We'll make you hot pot when we get back," said the patrol officer holding its leash helplessly.
"Woof woof, woof... woof woof..."
The patrol officer listened carefully, nodding from time to time before reporting to the patrol captain, "There are nine illegal entrants from the Outer Domain in total: five men and four women. Three are children, and two are elderly. They crossed the border two days ago."
The patrol captain nodded, then took out a satellite phone and began making a report. "Nine suspected illegal entrants discovered at coordinates XXXX. Please deploy nearby Sky Eye to track and apprehend them."
After reporting, he patted the black dog's head again. "Good job, Blackhide. We'll have the kitchen make hot pot for you today."
At that moment, one team member reminded him, "Captain, even though Blackhide is a dog, it's still part of the system like us. It needs discipline. Every time it works, it demands marching expenses first. It always feels like some feudal-era dog warlord..."
Upon hearing that, Blackhide immediately bared its teeth at