He had never been so embarrassed before.
The Chen Clan painter said coldly to the brigade commander, "He's out of tricks. Even with the nine remaining paintings, he's not a threat against a fully structured army group. Accelerate forward, find him, kill him!"
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At this moment, Qing Chen woke up.
He had only slept for two short hours before coming to check on Entrance 4, unable to rest easy.
Qing Chen admitted that he was just a born workaholic, unless the world achieves peace; otherwise, he simply can't take it easy.
Arriving at Entrance 4, he curiously asked, "How many enemies have been killed?"
Da Yu sat cross-legged on the ground with an arrogant expression, "Fifteen hundred."
Qing Chen was silent for two seconds, "Just that many?"
Da Yu opened his eyes angrily, "What kind of nonsense are you talking? In two hours, wiping out a field regiment already equals the combat strength of a brigade!"
