Peach Cooldown

In the dystopian world of 2166, District Seventeen, my current abode, earned the dubious honor of being labeled the Federation's most decrepit sector. 
The specter of unemployment looms large...
The count of missing individuals steadily climbs...
A relentless tide of fugitives...
As many people say, Enforcer is the most dangerous career on this planet.
And I, unfortunately, have become one. 
(Cyberpunk + Post-apocalyptic, four completed novels over millions of words. Feel free to read in any way you wish.)

Enforcer Manual

With the appearance of a few ice sculptures, the coup of the Twelfth Nation came to an end.


It was a foregone conclusion that all cities would be opened to the Rebel Army, and thanks to Lieyang, the maintenance of the border trade line was also going quite smoothly.


Without the Barrosa Group, the Twelfth Nation also harbored the idea of consolidating the trade line, which not only coincided with the future development direction of the Twelfth Nation but also was their main source of income. However, after withdrawing from the alliance, it was necessary to slightly adjust their trade relations.


This didn't mean opposition to the United Government, as the ones engaging in trade were neutral merchants and mercenaries, not representatives of government agencies.


Chapter 197: Insufficient Troops_1