Residential Area.
In front of a quiet single-house dwelling.
"Vice Commander Xu, have you rested?"
The door was knocked.
Wu Yue carefully knocked on the door, his voice polite, but his expression showed considerable disregard.
Deputy Commander...what does this mean?
It truly is a position that only those who have crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood are qualified for, like Vice Commander Zhou Meng, who arrived at the Polar Star Battlefield at sixteen, and for thirty years, has moved around various military districts... he's been in Kaiyang Military District for seven or eight years now, finally managing to earn a deputy commander's post.
Under his command, the number of soldiers totals more than one hundred thousand.
In comparison, even though everyone knows Xu Lingjun's so-called deputy commander might not be much, possibly not even having someone hand him paper at the lavatory, it's indisputable that the two are of the same grade.
