With these words, there was an immediate uproar.
The company commanders, generals, and soldiers, who were all blinded by money, suddenly snapped out of it as if awakening from a dream.
On the scene, chaos erupted.
"Damn it, why didn't we think of this? Can our Third Battalion withstand the Commander-in-Chief's army?"
"Withstand? Hell no! If the Commander-in-Chief gives the order, we'll be surrounded on all sides, and just their artillery will cause severe casualties for us."
"Our Third Battalion is already weak, can we survive this? Damn this money..."
"..."
For a moment, under the moonlight and starlight, the Range Rover over there was still burning, while the chatter here turned into a sea of voices.
Some people even wanted to throw away the thousand bucks in their hands, yet seemed reluctant to do so.
Liu Zhizhong, however, burst into laughter, his laughter echoing, calming the scene.
