Within Anluo City's territory, behind the battlefield of the great war, Wolf Fang's main camp had been established here for a week. The once-barren grounds had gradually changed, tents rising one after another, organized facilities appearing throughout the surrounding area, and sentries stationed in different directions in the distance, ready to report immediately at the first sign of trouble.
Orderly and well-planned, coupled with the presence of the three teams—Killing Feather, Dragon Fang, and Tiger Fang—even a sixth-rank zombie that broke in would only meet its death on the spot.
As for the massive zombie hordes spreading in every direction, the three thousand Wolf Fang recruits marched out over long distances every day, strictly following the training plan Chu Han had left behind. Under this high-consumption, high-efficiency combat routine, the zombie hordes that should have posed a grave threat to the camp's stability were instead suppressed so thoroughly by the three thousand recruits that they could not get anywhere near it.
The camp, which should have been surrounded, had remained exceptionally safe for an entire week. Some of the high-combat-power members were even itching for action, praying every day for zombies or alien species to launch a surprise attack so they could have a proper battle.
Faced with this situation, it was not until the sixth day after Chu Han's departure that He Feng suddenly realized something. From being forced to hide due to the initial encirclement to enjoying a full week of stability, was the reason behind it all actually Chu Han's terrifying, nerve-racking new recruit training plan?
No way!
With alien species ahead and zombies behind, and with Wolf Fang Base in the rear to consider, the main camp still could not retreat from this deadly battlefield. Until the threat was completely eliminated, the Wolf Fang Regiment could