Thank You for Your Kindness, Colonel

"You're right, sir," Major Gerry said hurriedly, lowering his head in fearful deference.

"Hahaha, let's go. Let's take a look at the base of our 27th Infantry Company! This will be the new territory of our 149th Division!"

Meanwhile, Jerome and the others, who had been lying in wait on a distant hill for days, also saw the Division Headquarters Guard's movements.

"Let's go meet our division commander and thank our friendly forces for their brave fighting." Major Jerome turned back with a cold smile on his face.

The guard's marching direction was clearly toward the defensive fortifications of their 27th Infantry Company.

Were they going to declare their ownership?

Behind him, the officers and soldiers, their faces and bodies covered in scars, all wore unforgettable hatred on their faces.

They were all officers and soldiers who had survived Colonel Kunton's schemes.

Now that the other side wanted to occupy the land they had defended with their lives, how could they not go meet them?

"Major."

Mu Fan, standing beside Jerome, spoke softly. Jerome immediately looked at him with a questioning gaze.

Only the officers from the other war zones looked at this private who had abruptly spoken up in confusion.

"How many people are you planning to take?"

"Of course, all of us. I want that damned parasite to see that we're all still alive!" As Jerome spoke, he noticed Mu Fan's expression and sensed that something was wrong. Frowning, he asked, "What are you trying to say?"

"What I mean is... what if things develop toward the worst possible outcome?" Mu Fan adjusted his wording, trying to make the other man understand without stating it too clearly.

This was also the first time he had practiced his social skills on such an important occasion.

Mu Fan's words flashed