Inside Chennan Pass, several resource supply points had been set up, and long lines had formed in front of each one.
Not long ago, the headquarters had issued a directive allowing the wounded and survivors who had participated in the Battle of Chennan Pass to receive supplies first. Lin Qiye and the others barely had to queue before collecting a few cans, along with frozen meat and vegetables, from a supply station.
With the mess hall destroyed, everyone inside Chennan Pass could only build their own fires and set up their own pots. Fortunately, most of them were Night Watchmen trained at the Training Camp or special operations military personnel, so this was hardly difficult for them.
Of course, for the Nightfall Squad, which had Baili Pangpang, a "master of wilderness survival," it was even easier.
Within minutes, several steaming hotpots and barbecue grills had been set up in the square. The fragrance of all kinds of ingredients and seasonings immediately made the others in the square swallow hungrily.
Lin Qiye smiled and waved to them. Some people walked over, and Yuan Gang, one arm in a cast and carrying meat in his other hand, made his way over to Lin Qiye and the others with support from those beside him. He smiled.
"Good kid... you did brilliantly today."
The Nightfall Squad's performance on the battlefield had been far too dazzling. Lin Qiye's Forbidden Spell Mountain in particular had directly relieved Chennan Pass of immense pressure. Even Yuan Gang and the others on the other side of the battlefield had seen him.
Lin Qiye smiled, then asked, "Instructor Yuan, are your injuries all right?"
"I'm fine. Ten days to half a month of rest will do."
"Instructor Yuan, where are Zhang Zhengting and Lu Hu? I remember you all seemed