"Marshal Bai..." Chen Gu was also at a loss. "I’m not so great powerhouse above the Sixth Energy Level. With four squads, four reconnaissance teams, I can take care of one team at most. Do you expect to be responsible for the other three as well?"
Bai Yunpeng had been helping out often, and Chen Gu felt he owed him a favor. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have outright agreed to look after this particular team—he would protect these warriors in battle, but he wouldn’t have made the promise in advance.
If I fail and one or two of them get killed or injured, wouldn’t I, Great Actor Chen, lose face?
Bai Yunpeng was taken aback. "Oh, you guys are divided into four groups? Okay, okay, just do your best."
"Got it, Marshal Bai."
After hanging up with Marshal Bai, Chen Gu suddenly felt the atmosphere in the vehicle was a bit off. The scouts from the team across from him were looking at him with glowing eyes, leaving Chen Gu baffled. "What’s wrong?" he asked.
The team leader scurried over to him, squatting at his feet and looking up. "Are you—are you the recently legendary ’Volunteer Soul’ Chen Gu?"
Chen Gu was also stunned. "’Volunteer Soul’? What the heck is that?"
"The one who wreaked havoc outside Witch Star and foiled the Insect Race’s conspiracy? The warrior king who would rather sacrifice himself to secure a glimr of survival for his comrades?"
By the ti Chen Gu was halfway through his call, the scouts had already confird that Marshal Bai was indeed *the* Marshal Bai, because everyone in the military knew their big boss, Ling Yitong, was his man.
Although Chen Gu’s military exploits were strictly confidential, there were too many witnesses, and inevitably, rumors had started circulating within the military.
Of course, truly confidential information, like Chen Gu being a multi-profession combatant, wouldn’t be evident to ordinary warriors and remained strictly classified.
Near Capital Star, such gossip and tales spread the fastest. A person from Capital Star who hadn’t heard a few "classified tales" would be embarrassed to call themselves a Capital Star resident!
The scouting teams had all heard the legends about Chen Gu. He hadn’t expected to have unwittingly achieved the status of ’a legend in his own absence.’
"The ’Volunteer Soul’ is a title everyone bestowed upon you!"
Legends born from the ranks naturally required resounding titles that carried weight!
Chen Gu was torn between laughter and tears. This title... it’s awful, he thought. It’s comparable to the naming skills of the screenwriters of those third-rate scripts I watched in my previous life.
But no matter how tacky it was, the frontline warriors liked it.
"Yes, that should be ," Chen Gu confird.
The team leader, who had already secured a pri position—half-squatting at Chen Gu’s feet—imdiately grabbed Chen Gu’s thigh with both hands the mont he heard the confirmation. "Hero, please look out for !"
"Er..." Chen Gu thought for a mont. Since he had already promised Marshal Bai, he responded, "Don’t be so formal. We’ll help each other out."
Lin Xiaochen watched, flabbergasted. What’s happening here? These guys are supposed to be elite veterans, tough-as-nails soldiers! Why the sudden shift from arrogance to obsequiousness? Where did their earlier imposing manner go?
Qiao Shuangyi shot him a smug look, his expression clearly saying: See that? Now you know what an incredible patron *I* found for us, don’t you?
On Bai Yunpeng’s end, after hanging up with Chen Gu, he imdiately dialed Ling Yitong’s private number and blurted out, "Are the troops for the follow-up sweep ready?"
Ling Yitong sounded sowhat puzzled. "We’re in the middle of deploynt. The reconnaissance troops will need at least seven days to get a clear assessnt of the Subterraneans’ strength, so..."
"Things are different now," Bai Yunpeng interrupted sharply. "Imdiately assemble all available forces and prepare to mobilize! Chen Gu is with this batch of new recruits. His participation could create an invaluable strategic opportunity! We absolutely cannot miss it!"
Ling Yitong was still skeptical. "That ’Volunteer Soul’? He’s quite good, yes, but to say he alone can carve out an excellent strategic opportunity? Isn’t that overestimating him a bit?"
Bai Yunpeng flared up, not mincing words even with his old subordinate. "Ling Rice-Brain! Am I the Marshal, or are you? Do I listen to you, or do you listen to ? Just follow my orders! If you bungle this strategic window, I’ll have your head!"
With even that old nickna thrown at him, what else could Ling Yitong do?
"Yes, Marshal! I will carry out the order resolutely!"
And so, various units were rapidly assembled and swiftly moved into their designated areas.
Ling Yitong dared not harbor any resentnt towards his old superior, but he still grumbled inwardly about Chen Gu: Why is Marshal Bai so confident in that kid? No matter how capable one person is, they can’t possibly decide the outco of a major battle alone... Hmph, well, my goddess Aviloya is an exception, of course.
RUMBLE! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
The heavy armored fighting vehicles ca to a halt outside Wasteland Zone 64. From here, they would need to proceed on foot to their respective mission locations.
When disembarking, all the scouts, weapons in hand, stepped down first with their heads held high, while the new recruits followed ekly behind.
Even in Wang Chengqian’s vehicle, only Wang Chengqian himself, a Fifth Energy Level combatant, could walk side-by-side with the team leader. The two new recruits he had brought along trailed behind the warriors.
The warriors felt a small asure of relief. The initial show of force worked, they thought. These recruits are intimidated. They shouldn’t cause any trouble on the battlefield.
But as soon as the last vehicle stopped, its driver, a nimble scout, zipped out, hurried to the passenger door, and respectfully pulled it open.
This fluid sequence of actions perfectly demonstrated the superb qualities of an elite scout.
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