The news dealt General Zeng a tremendous shock and presented him with an enormous dilemma.
Yang Xiangchun was an official beneath the top leaders of the Central South Military Region, and he was also leading its forces sent to support the Western Frontier Military Region.
How much influence did someone like him have over the entire Central South contingent? How many of them were on his side?
At this point, those were all questions that had to be considered.
General Zeng already had some understanding of the Central South contingent. Apart from the Star City team, the teams from every other city in the region had assembled together, led by Yang Xiangchun, and traveled on the same plane.
So how many of those city teams had Yang Xiangchun infiltrated? How many teams had even been selected at his behest?
Were there only those few people from Heng City for him to command?
General Zeng's brow twitched. At the same time, he silently thanked his luck. Fortunately, the general offensive was still being prepared. If they had launched it recklessly, with so many infiltrators hidden among their forces, the plan would surely have been seriously affected—perhaps even sabotaged, making all their efforts worthless.
The Central Hub had originally required all the major regions across the country to assemble support forces precisely to prevent the Western Frontier Military Region from becoming too involved.
The situation in the Western Frontier Military Region was complicated. No one could say how thoroughly the Bizarre Tree had infiltrated it.
So the Central Hub's plan to send aid was really meant to avoid this potential danger as much as possible.
But no one could have imagined that an agent of the Bizarre Tree would be hiding among the relief forces.
And that this agent would hold such