In the Satellite Village, the combat personnel hadn't received today's task arrangement yet, but they heard the news that the Yama Corps went out on a mission alone in the afternoon, feeling both happy and sad.
They were happy because they were finally going to form official teams. Once the teams were divided, they would start organized training, and resource allocation would be different.
Most people were full of confidence, thinking they could definitely squeeze into the excellent teams.
But they were frustrated about the Yama Corps leaving them behind to play by themselves.
"Damn it, Old Wu, do you think King Yama looks down on us!"
Wu Baokang chewed on bubble gum he got from somewhere, glaring at the distant convoy on the highway with an unhappy expression.
"Well, since we're not members of the Yama Corps, just follow orders and do the job."
Wu Daqiang was quite calm; he was used to such things.
