A general's uniform—a complete general's uniform. Fifty-six gleaming buttons were neatly arranged across it, with the trousers, belt, and combat boots all present. The cap was set squarely on top.
At the sight, everyone in the tent was rendered completely speechless, their faces once again twisted into comical expressions of shock.
Gao Shaohui in particular had his mouth hanging wide enough to fit an egg. He had never imagined that the bag he had carried all this way, the thing Chu Han had specifically left with him, contained a uniform.
Chu Han's uniform? That general's uniform of Chu Han's?
Yes! That was right. The uniform even bore that shining General's Badge, gleaming vividly alongside the fifty-six buttons!
Gao Shaohui looked up in astonishment. The look in his eyes as he stared at Chu Han was beyond description. Why had he specifically brought this uniform along?
He Feng, meanwhile, was thinking far more deeply. He had yet to recover from the shock of discovering that Gao Shaohui knew Chu Han, so the fact that his mind could still function normally was already a testament to his resilience.
"What does this uniform have to do with training recruits? What does it have to do with this battle?" He Feng was already on the verge of collapse from Chu Han's leaps in logic. He truly could not figure out what the other man was thinking.
"Boss, are you planning to wear your uniform onto the battlefield?" Chen Shaoye scratched his head. "Actually, that does seem right. By all rights, anyone with a general's rank should be wearing a uniform, and every member of the Wolf Fang Regiment should have one too. It's just that conditions didn't allow it before, so we all overlooked it."
"I brought mine," Liu Yuding suddenly chimed in, earning