Desperate Flight

Hearing his subordinate's reply, Ruan Junjie's heart sank sharply.

His expression changed in an instant.

The Chief of Staff beside him, Hu Zhigang, also went pale.

He abruptly rose from his chair.

"What did you say?!"

Thinking he had misheard, Hu Zhigang fixed the soldier with a fierce stare and demanded an answer.

"O-our frontline troops, the eight hundred thousand soldiers who split up to attack Wolf Clan Shelter, Jingang Shelter, Lingyun Shelter, and Zhuangzhi Shelter... were... completely wiped out!"

The soldier repeated himself in a trembling voice.

The moment he heard this, Ruan Junjie felt as though his head had been struck by lightning.

His body even trembled slightly beyond his control.

Seeing this reaction, Hu Zhigang immediately glared at the intelligence communications soldier.

He demanded in a deep voice, "Has the information been confirmed? Could it be false?"

During wartime, the enemy could infiltrate their communications network.

They could then impersonate friendly units and transmit false information.

They could even pose as the command headquarters and issue false orders. Such things were entirely possible.

"It has been confirmed ten times, Commander!"

"Our people have indeed... been completely wiped out!"

By now, the intelligence communications soldier had also recovered his senses.

He nodded with utmost solemnity to confirm it.

Hearing this.

Ruan Junjie and Hu Zhigang exchanged a glance.

"Star-Level Shelter!"

Ruan Junjie narrowed his eyes.

Two vicious, sinister gleams flashed through them.

He gritted his teeth and spat out those words hatefully.

Within G Province, and in such a short time.

There was no way G Province itself possessed the strength to wipe out all eight hundred thousand of his troops.

The shelters of other provinces would also find it difficult to accomplish such a thing.

Only Star-Level Shelter had that kind of strength!

At that moment, Ruan