Bell Major took a deep breath. He had no strength left to yell at Logan.
Just then, Logan’s video finished downloading. He quietly opened it and watched it.
What he saw left him completely shocked.
He had thought that Logan, leading a 500-soldier unit, would be a ss and totally unorganized.
But Logan finished the battle faster than a 100-soldier fight — by 30 seconds.
After watching the last fra of the video, Bell Major cleared his throat and, grudgingly, said:
"Not bad. Now go on and lead a 1,000-soldier battle."
Logan was a bit confused.
"Sir, won’t you give so guidance? I can still improve."
Hearing Logan’s eager tone, Bell Major swallowed hard and felt embarrassed.
After fighting a 500 vs. 500 battle, Logan completely wiped out the enemy, and only lost a dozen black ants.
What else was there to teach?
Bell Major asked himself — even if he led the battle himself, he probably wouldn’t do better than Logan.
So, Bell Major cleared his throat again and gave an order: "The 500-soldier battle was just to get you used to the pace. The real challenge is a 1,000-soldier battle. After that, I’ll give you so guidance."
Then, Bell Major seed unsure again and added: "Wait, maybe go straight for 2,000 soldiers. A 1,000-soldier battle might not even show your mistakes."
Logan heard the dial tone on the phone. He felt like Bell was just brushing him off, but he couldn’t prove it.
Still, he was really looking forward to commanding the battle against 2,000 monsters.
Soon, he finished another new battle and sent the video to Bell.
Logan frowned when he waited for a long ti and heard no comnt from Bell Major.
In fact, after watching Logan’s battle video, Bell Major had to admit that Logan’s tactical skills on the front line were already almost perfect.
If Logan wanted to get better, he would have to focus on strategy and psychology instead.
"Such a weird kid." Bell Major thought, as he rembered all of Logan’s progress. He was surprised to realize that Logan had a talent no one else had.
That was, he only made the sa mistake once.
Every ti Bell corrected him, Logan fixed it perfectly — and never made the sa mistake again.
That was why, after just 87 commands, Bell Major felt completely out of his depth.
Thinking about this, Bell Major sighed and called Logan. "Logan, the training is over for now. You did great. But now, we need to start saving people."
Logan heard Bell Major’s voice and imdiately opened his phone.
At that mont, all the coordinates of the survivors had already appeared on his screen.
All the survivors within 100 kiloters of CEM Base 38 were marked.
Seeing that, Logan smiled: "Did you fix all the communication stations?"
"Yeah, thanks to you, we fixed all the communication stations within 100 kiloters in less than 24 hours," Bell Major said, sitting on the sofa and taking a sip of instant coffee. "My guys said thanks — your Black Ant King was really strong."
Logan heard that and imdiately ordered his horned hawk, Red Feather, to land.
On the way, he had to both fight monsters and keep training his commands.
Honestly, Logan’s own energy and strength were almost gone.
He sat under a tree and quietly took out a piece of grilled at. "It’s mostly because the officers themselves are strong. The credit goes to them."
At first, Bell Major planned for Owen, Schreiber, and Izumi to lead their elite teams to protect the engineers as they repaired the communication stations.
With Logan clearing the monster groups ahead, their speed and safety were guaranteed.
But even so, finishing all the communication stations within 24 hours was still a big challenge.
So, before leaving, Logan paid Bell Major a "tuition fee."
He had the Black Ant queen create twelve Black Ant Kings and sent them to Bell Major’s followers to help them sign the contract.
These followers were once mid-level officers under Bell Major. Their strength was even a bit better than Owen and the others.
To help them regain power quickly, Logan wasted tens of thousands of monster corpses feeding the Black Ant Kings.
With their help, Bell Major found a few engineers from the survivors and ford the fourth team.
Bell Major was amazed by Logan’s potential, and he started planning the next rescue route.
Soon, he assigned the rescue tasks to the four teams, each taking charge of one of the four directions — east, west, south, and north.
Logan watched silently as Bell Major sent orders one after another in the group chat.
Only after Bell Major had everything set up did Logan send a ssage: "Sir, how many survivors do you think there are within 100 kiloters?"
Bell Major replied quickly:
"Conservatively, at least 5,000 people."
Logan looked at the number and nodded silently. "Has CEM27 been contacted?"
"Yeah, they’re on board," Bell Major said casually. "They’ll help us rescue survivors. They’re expected to bring everything with them and join us at CEM38 within 24 hours."
"Join?" Logan raised an eyebrow, surprised.
So Bell Major wasn’t just training with him — he’d been working on other things too.
Now, the area around CEM38 didn’t need Logan to worry about anymore.
Thinking about that, Logan quietly opened the satellite map.
The beast tide was now less than 300 kiloters away from CEM38.
It seed like they were still gathering and not rushing toward Saint Heart City.
From Logan’s estimate, this wave of beasts would need at least a million before they attacked.
"There’s not much ti left," Logan muttered. "Looking for survivors by fixing the communication stations isn’t realistic anymore."
After eating the grilled at, Logan climbed back onto the back of his horned hawk, Red Feather, and flew off into the distance.
His next mission would have to rely on his gut feeling and Kerparos’ sense of sll — trying to save as many survivors as possible.
When Bell Major heard about Logan’s plan, he could only send one last ssage: "Don’t die!"
After leaving the 100-kiloter range of CEM38, Logan’s phone lost signal again.
In the military command center of Saint Heart City, the staff saw Logan’s location disappear on the map and all stared in shock.
"Quick! Tell General Philip right away! Target lost! Target lost!"
"Damn it, based on where Logan was going, he’s trying to get close to the beast tide!"
"Fuck, what’s wrong with him? How many tis has he done this? That guy always makes our hearts jump!"
Shouts filled the command room. Soon, General Philip arrived.
After hearing where Logan was heading, Philip imdiately zood in on the satellite map. "Can we track him via satellite?"
"General, unless he starts a big fight with the monsters and causes so changes in the terrain," one of the aides said, looking a bit embarrassed. "But Logan hasn’t had any direct fights with the monsters in the past few days. The ones that got close to him just... disappeared."
When he heard that, General Philip put a hand on the aide’s shoulder and said coldly: "Enough. This is also a secret. Don’t talk about it outside this room, got it?"
The aide could tell there was a cold tone in the general’s voice, so he quickly nodded and agreed.
General Philip stared silently at the satellite map and sighed quietly. "That kid... is he going to save people again?"
He looked at his watch and said, "Only two days left. Logan, you’d better co back on ti to et ."
Two days later, at the WF101 checkpoint.
General Philip stood on the city wall himself, watching the distance, waiting for news about Logan.
Behind him, the aides were still sweating, trying to get through to the CEM38 command center.
"Still no contact?" General Philip asked again, and the aide shivered.
"Report, General. They’ve blocked all communication channels and cut off all contact with headquarters," the aide said, wiping his forehead as he reported carefully.
Upon hearing that, General Philip let out a small huff. "He’s got guts. Bell, what are you really up to? Are you trying to use those survivors to bargain with the federation?"
As he said that, a look of worry appeared on General Philip’s face.
Not far from him, under the watchtower of WF101, a crowd of reporters had gathered, waiting for Logan to arrive.
During the ti Logan was missing, Bell Major had secretly announced that Logan had saved a lot of survivors and was about to bring them back.
When the news got out, reporters from all the dia outlets acted like sharks slling blood, rushing to apply for on-site interviews.
Over the past two days, General Philip’s phone had been constantly ringing.
The reporters used every connection they had to beg for a chance to co.
Finally, Philip couldn’t refuse anymore and arranged a special watchtower for the reporters to do their interviews.
But he had underestimated how little morals they had.
While he was waiting for Logan, the reporters below the watchtower quietly turned on their caras and started dozens of live streams.
With the help of the major dia, these live streams quickly got a huge number of viewers.
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