When Chen Shi'an returned to camp, rebuilding was in full swing.
He was now a Deputy Commander, so naturally, he needed quarters befitting one.
His camp had expanded a full tenfold, and the camps of several neighboring Squad Leaders had been moved elsewhere, including Song Yuming's.
Chen Shi'an's tent had also grown larger, with a front hall and a rear chamber.
Along with it, the tents housing Pi Hou, Du Gang, and the others had been upgraded. Previously, more than a dozen men had squeezed into a single tent.
Now there was more space and more tents in the camp, making things far more comfortable. Anyone unafraid of loneliness could have a tent to himself.
The moment Chen Shi'an entered the camp, Pi Hou, Du Gang, and the others came up to greet him. Alongside their congratulations came an inevitable barrage of flattery.
Only after his subordinates had spat out the pitiful handful of compliments in their heads did Chen Shi'an wave a hand. "Where did you learn all this empty nonsense? We don't do that here.
"Hurry up and go help Squad Leader Zhu Neng. Lend him a hand so he can move his camp over sooner."
The men nodded in acknowledgment and filed out of the camp.
Chen Shi'an returned to his tent-or rather, his command tent now-and looked it over inside and out. He was reasonably satisfied.
With a rear chamber, Mo Wuyang could conceal his presence more easily.
The Deputy Commander's armor and saber had already been delivered and placed on the table in the front hall.
Chen Shi'an picked up the saber and drew it for a look.
It was better than the standard-issue Horizontal Saber he currently used, but only marginally.
He immediately lost interest and tossed it aside.
It seemed he could only