Severing the Empire's Claws

Prepare for war, prepare for famine, serve the people! Good men and fine horses go to the Third Front!

Han Aimin returned to the 985 Factory he had dreamed of day and night. He did not want to be laid off again, nor did he want to drift from place to place anymore. He wanted to change not only his life, but his fate.

PS: This book was also known as Rebirth 1987. It was utterly captivating and would take you back to the Years of Passionate Burning.

"The Sixth Set of Radio Exercises now begins. Stretching exercise, ready, go! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight..."

"Aimin, Aimin, wake up!"

"Teacher Han! Teacher Han!"

"Stop shouting! Hurry and get Teacher Han to the hospital!"

"Who knows whether he broke any bones? We can't move him around. We should call the hospital!"

Han Aimin was jolted awake by the overlapping shouts. Opening his eyes, he saw familiar yet unfamiliar faces surrounding him, each looking more anxious than the last. Then a searing pain shot through his elbows and knees.

"Aimin's awake. Make some room." A man around forty sighed in relief and asked urgently, "Aimin, are you all right?"

If this was not a dream, then the man before him should have been Zhong Jianyu, his former colleague and Big Brother. He had transferred to the 985 Factory after leaving the military. Since he did not understand technical work and the factory had no shortage of political cadres, he had been assigned to the Children's Middle School as a politics teacher.

Behind Zhong Jianyu stood a young woman in a floral plaid spring and autumn shirt. Her surname was Liu, and her name was Liu Pingping. She was both a 985