After He Feng finished reading the entire list, silence lingered for a long time. The recruits still had not come back to their senses. Among the dead Wolf Fang veterans were not only famous commanders, but also instructors who had trained them for two months.
All the Wolf Fang Regiment veterans had gathered in the First War Zone. When the seven-million-strong zombie horde charged in, they had borne the first and fiercest wave of impact.
Many people had died to buy the recruits in the maze zone enough time to regroup, reducing their casualty rate to the lowest possible level.
Even so, ten thousand recruits had still died...
After experiencing this greatest of battles, even the most ignorant recruits more or less understood what that numerical comparison represented.
Many of the recruits even sighed to themselves, wondering what they had done to deserve such sacrifice.
Only after a long while did the recruits gradually recover. The veterans, meanwhile, forcibly suppressed their emotions and stood ramrod straight despite their grief.
He Feng looked at the people in the open space below, at the Wolf Fang Regiment that had grown to an unprecedented scale. Having gone so long without rest, he too was mentally exhausted. Yet he remained silent for a long time, exchanging wordless looks with Chen Shaoye and the other lieutenant generals standing among the crowd.
To them, this battle had been unprecedentedly massive, and its results unimaginably terrifying. After this battle, the recruits had transformed into veterans in a single leap. Actual combat could always make people improve more than any training.
Objectively speaking, they had not only won, but won in a way that defied heaven!
China's strongest regiment would likely become the world's strongest regiment after today!
But the Wolf Fang Regiment had always possessed astonishing cohesion.