War Wolf Division C command center.
Inside Lin Lei's office.
Division Commander Lin was still seated behind his desk, listening to one of his regimental commanders report on the progress and results of the past month or so!
"Chief, the Frenzied Sand Wind Wolf's evolution has been completed, but..."
"But what?"
Lin Lei glanced at the fellow.
In a sense, among War Wolf Division C's bottom-ranking regiments...
The Forest Wolves, Sand Wolves, and Snow Wolves were unquestionably at the bottom.
And the man before him was the Sand Wolf Regiment's commander, Wang Feng.
"Chief, the Grand Military Competition starts in just over half a month! I can't find a fellow regiment to arrange internal training matches with. Old Yang's Snow Wolf Regiment has already started training with the instructor's Shadow Wolf Regiment. I was going to ask Old Zhang, but he said his Forest Wolf Regiment hadn't finished its breeding yet..."
Lin Lei glanced at him.
"He really hasn't finished yet. Go ask some of the other regiments, or just do some cross-training. There's still half a month left. What's the rush to practice fighting? I'm telling you, if you embarrass me in front of the entire army this time, I'll send your ass off to learn postpartum care for sows!"
Wang Feng paid no attention to Lin Lei's threat. Instead, his eyes shifted, and he chuckled.
"Chief, I heard Old Zhang's Forest Wolf Regiment seems to have bred something incredible?"
Lin Lei's expression remained unchanged as he took a sip of water.
"Where did you hear that?"
"It's true?" Wang Feng's eyes widened.
"What the fuck does whether it's true have to do with you? Get your ass back to training."
Lin Lei sounded impatient.
Seeing the chief get angry, Wang Feng looked sheepish and dared not argue. But