Commander Mu and Luo Ming's faces immediately turned green, then white. Chu Han's words left them speechless. Wolf Fang was indeed the place every soldier dreamed of joining. Whether one sought steadfast glory or military merit, as long as one could endure the hardships and survive, the future would be boundless.
After all, Wolf Fang had the finest commanders in the world, the most comprehensive departments, the most complete training system, and the greatest number of lieutenant generals and major generals.
Especially its members—regardless of rank, any officer who stepped outside would inevitably earn the respect and admiration of every regiment.
This was supreme glory!
However, the Wolf Fang Regiment's admission standards were exceptionally strict. Aside from extensive and complicated background checks, applicants had to undergo all manner of basic training. After graduating from training, they still needed to participate in at least two small-scale battles and one medium-scale battle before they could be considered official members of the Wolf Fang Regiment.
All of that required a great deal of time. That was the fundamental reason why so many people applied to join the Wolf Fang Regiment, yet its number of official members had always remained limited.
But the Dark Department was different. The Dark Department itself differed from the regular military, and its entry standards were entirely different as well. It neither limited numbers nor restricted identity. No matter which regiment someone belonged to, they could join the Wolf Fang Dark Department.
Thus, many people began entertaining such thoughts, especially after the great war at the north-south boundary, when bases throughout China had united to resist the zombie tide from the south.
Generals from forces across the land flocked into the Wolf Fang Dark Department. There were even one or two with the rank of full general!
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