The helicopter landed slowly in front of the somewhat ancient looking gates of the desert prison.

The prison warden, Xiao Muhai, and the two deputy wardens greeted them with some of the prison's mid-level personnel.

The desert is full of wind and sand.

The yellow sand was raging, almost bending the waist of the prison governor, the rank of the mid-continent lieutenant general shining under the hot sun, the prison governor who looked to be close to sixty years old hunched ...