Lu PingAn had originally thought that the moment he returned, things would become frantic and intense. Before coming, he had even prepared himself for the worst-case scenario—for being airdropped straight onto the front lines.
After all, he had come here under transfer orders, and every sign pointed to the war being extremely urgent.
But once he actually began work, everything returned to calm.
At least, it appeared calm on the surface—before the sea level came under widespread attack.
"Go to work honestly, get off work honestly, and eat."
Even a lieutenant general assigned to a military region was still just an office worker who reported to work and collected a salary before the war fully erupted. At least, Lu PingAn was.
".Hey, you're still working overtime? You've all worked hard. Want me to order some late-night delivery for you?"
It was pitch-black outside. By the time Lu PingAn arrived at the temporary Military Region Command HQ, it was already two-thirty in the morning.
Yet the office was still brightly lit. Even though the guard suggested that Lu PingAn rest early, he still wandered over to the Staff Department and smilingly asked whether they wanted a late-night meal.
However, when this "young man" appeared so abruptly, the air there suddenly fell silent. These staff officers and workers recognized their nominal superior, but they had not expected him to be not only as young as the rumors said, but also so unserious.
"Oh, no one answered. Then I'll assume everyone wants some. Thirty-seven people? Fine, my treat today. Hello, this is the General Staff Department of the LinHai Military Region. Send over forty portions of grilled skewers and beer. What? You don't deliver?! I'm not joking, this is the General Staff Department of the Military Region—"
Although food delivery existed in this