Walk Your Own Path!

Mu Fan said nothing more, merely watching Major Jerome issue orders in front of him with cold eyes.

This resolute officer did not even ask how Mu Fan had obtained this information.

Stubborn and resolute—those words could not have described Major Jerome more aptly.

But in these short ten days, Mu Fan had developed a sense of belonging toward the 27th Infantry Company. He would never stand by and watch comrades who had fought alongside him die in meaningless sacrifice!

Mu Fan looked at Second Sergeant Qiao Pete, who had just left and returned. Qiao Pete saw Mu Fan's gaze as well and immediately sensed the subtle tension inside the underground rock cave.

"Rookie, what's wrong?" The dirt on Qiao's face seemed even darker, making him look like someone who had just been dug out of a mound of earth.

"The intelligence is false! The 149th Division's troops will not be coming to support us."

Mu Fan spoke with absolute certainty.

"Hmph, a supply escort officer who came from the 149th Division tells me the intelligence regarding the 149th Division's reinforcements is false. Then tell me, should I believe the information from our friendly division headquarters, or should I believe an enlisted man of unknown origin like you?!"

Major Jerome glared at Mu Fan with an unfriendly expression and spoke through clenched teeth.

Qiao now roughly understood what had happened. His expression turned grave as he looked at Mu Fan. "How are you so certain?"

Mu Fan stared at the veteran who had once led the team to take over the supplies, then slowly shook his head. "No comment."

No matter what, he could not reveal how Black had obtained the information.

After hearing that, a trace of disappointment flashed through Qiao's eyes. Yet all he saw in Mu Fan's