The man sitting beside the hospital bed introduced himself as Tan Wu. His face was filled with a confident smile, and dimples appeared in his cheeks whenever he smiled.
Hearing Tan Wu say that he had been transferred out of the Falcon Reconnaissance Regiment and had officially joined the frontline Tactical Command Department, Lin Guyuan was somewhat stunned.
Rubbing the back of his head, which was still faintly aching, he asked in confusion,
"Why?"
"You shouldn't be asking me why. You should be giving me an answer that you'll obey orders. This is the frontline, not an academy, much less a place for you to ask questions."
Although Lin Guyuan felt that Tan Wu made a great deal of sense, he could not help asking,
"But there has to be a reason, right?"
"The spell sniper rifle you developed displayed unparalleled power during this reconnaissance operation. Our Tactical Command Department is very interested in it. We believe this weapon may be equipped on a large number of soldiers, allowing our human race to build a force specializing in long-range sniping."
After hearing Tan Wu's explanation, Lin Guyuan suddenly understood.
In fact, he had thought of this idea long ago.
His original purpose in developing spell weapons had been to make up for humanity's weakness in ultra-long-range strikes.
He just had not expected the spell sniper rifle to draw the attention of the Tactical Command Department after only reaching its second version.
The Tactical Command Department was a rather special unit on the frontline. It wielded immense authority and was responsible for major decisions involving combat operations, battle plans, combat deployments, fighting methods, and more. Even logistical coordination involved the Tactical Command Department.
Simply put, the Tactical Command Department was the decision-making branch of the frontline military.
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