Chu Han's departing back cut a dashing figure, leaving all the survivors in the square stunned. After witnessing Gao Shaohui's combat power and then seeing how unconcerned Chu Han was, an odd sense of security rose within them—the feeling that someone powerful had their backs.
Even such a terrifying berserk beast had been dealt with in an instant. Just how powerful, then, was the base they were in?
And when they thought of the Wolf Fang Regiment, no one knew exactly how strong it was, nor did they understand what set this force known as China's strongest legion apart. But after witnessing Gao Shaohui's display, many of them had formed a rough idea.
Recalling the words Chu Han had spoken before the outbreak—words that had stirred the blood deep in their hearts—the result was a tidal wave of enlistment fever!
"I want to enlist! I want to join Wolf Fang!"
"Let me in! I want to join the army!"
"That was so cool! I want to become stronger too!"
Cries rang out continuously across the square. The blood on the fifty heads lying before them had not yet dried, and the bizarre scene left the base administrators frozen for a long while.
The traitors had been dealt with, and the matter of the base's refugees had been resolved just like that?
Having done all this, Chu Han had already vanished from the square. Yang Tian and the others were left to handle the survivors' subsequent arrangements, while he still had a great many matters to settle himself.
Just like now...
Ding Siyao stood before Chu Han with a completely bewildered expression, instinctively reporting the news he had just received. "General Duan Jiangwei... uh, the Duan Family Base has sent ten helicopters carrying relief supplies. Do we permit them to land?"