The first time was unfamiliar, the second was routine. Coming to raid the camp again, the several hundred members of the Wolf Fang Regiment moved with practiced ease. Chu Han did not even need to give them instructions. After Li Bifeng smashed the door open with brute force, they immediately charged in in organized, planned lines, ignoring the dumbfounded Strategic Department members and heading straight for the places known to hold good stuff. They started grabbing the moment they arrived!
Being a bandit was an incredibly exhilarating feeling, especially with an officer like Chu Han leading them. They were openly looting while relying on the fact that no one could beat them. Every elite combatant of the Wolf Fang Regiment present felt immensely accomplished, along with an indescribable sense of superiority.
See that? We came here to rob you, and there was nothing you could do about it. You could only stand there and glare helplessly.
Although the Strategic Department had deliberately gone against the Wolf Fang Regiment, swallowed up a huge quantity of zombie lure without providing supplies, and treated them like monkeys, their coming here to loot was only natural and perfectly justified.
Still, robbery stirred up a deep-seated thrill of bullying the weak through strength. Especially for this group, who had long been training while constantly being suppressed by military judge Liu Yuding, doing this was practically a release of pressure. This was the forceful effect brought about by following a forceful officer.
If something could be settled with fists, there was no need to waste words. This feeling was damn satisfying!
When the Strategic Department members saw that Chu Han had brought the Wolf Fang Regiment back to loot them again, cries of despair rang out endlessly.
"They're back! They're robbing us again!"
"Hide! Don't confront