"Me, a commander? Can I refuse? Fine, fine. I know what I need to do. I'll be a good mediator."
Lu PingAn had initially refused the appointment.
After all, he was only in his early twenties. Fortunately, this was merely an emergency appointment, and no detailed information or photographs had been shown on television. With a face that people would believe belonged to a high school student, he would definitely have caused quite a stir.
Unfortunately, he was not one of those "old monsters who looked young." His identity was entirely credible—a university student whose graduation certificate had come under highly suspicious circumstances. Even now, his attendance record remained a mystery.
He wore a heavy military greatcoat, and the general's insignia on it drew attention from everyone who passed by. Along the way, Lu PingAn received countless salutes and returned every one of them.
For a regional commander, this kind of "incognito inspection" placed enormous pressure on the staff.
A big shot like him was wandering around the military district without attendants or guards. Most people assumed he was inspecting conditions and establishing his authority.
Unfortunately, this Military Region Command HQ had been hastily assembled, with both personnel and facilities temporarily transferred in. Irregularities and shortages of staff and equipment were everywhere. Wherever Lu PingAn went, people scrambled about in panic, working overtime in frantic haste.
Fortunately, this big shot merely looked around and did not directly reprimand anyone.
But anyone he looked at for even a moment longer would feel their hair stand on end. Those blind eyes seemed capable of seeing through everything, and the commander's "silent pressure" made them worry that they had messed up and would soon be sent to stand guard at the gate.
"...Uh, which way is the base exit?"
In truth, Lu PingAn