Boss did not take Feng Jun's words kindly, but in the end, he still agreed—helping people could become addictive.
The Left Capital military also paid a price for this—they sent another five hundred soldiers to the production base to assist with its defense.
He Runxian had made this request. Having received Feng Jun's warning, he estimated that once the rain stopped, the production base would soon face retaliatory attacks from the Insect Race. Although the base had ample Energy Stones, it was still short on personnel, and its firepower remained insufficient.
The military felt his concern was justified, so they sent five hundred people over, along with a considerable amount of weapons and ammunition. Their only condition was that the base had to provide its own Energy Stones.
However, when the soldiers arrived, He Runxian nearly lost his temper. "More than half of them are wounded soldiers. Are you treating the base like a hospital?"
Muller also felt that the higher-ups had gone too far. They had already taken quite a lot of medicine from Hesheng, and now they wanted to use its medical resources as well?
Still, he could only force himself to explain. "There are especially many soldiers fighting while injured right now. Supervisor He, please bear with it. There aren't many firepower positions in the base. When the Insect Race's attacks aren't too intense, the soldiers can recuperate and rotate into battle."
"If the intensity is high, everyone will join the fight directly. To be honest, this arrangement is also meant to allocate resources reasonably."
What else could He Runxian do? He could only accept that explanation.
Near dawn, it began to rain in Left Dragon City. From the urban districts to the suburbs, the rainfall covered more than a thousand square kilometers—this was also the area