Everyone nodded thoughtfully, realizing it made sense.
They seemed to have already accepted the wheelchair as their leader, even the corporal had no objections.
When the wheelchair wanted to say something, a few people suddenly arrived at the defeated soldiers' camp, causing the soldiers on the outskirts to start stirring, making them shut up in fear.
The commotion among the crowd grew closer to them until a passage was opened through the outskirts, and a Hummer stopped in front of the wheelchair and his group.
A huge man in military uniform jumped down from the passenger seat.
"Who's Welcher (the English for 'wheelchair')?"
Just as the defeated soldiers had made the wheelchair their leader, they instantly scattered, leaving the wheelchair alone in the center of the crowd.
What the...?
The utterly speechless wheelchair simply confessed.
"That's me."
The giant wasted no words, pulling out a shoulder badge and a medal from his pocket and slapping them onto the wheelchair.
