"Capital Commandant."
"We are now less than ten miles from the Han Capital. Are there any orders from above?" Zhang Han asked, looking at Zhao Feng with anticipation.
"You want to be the vanguard?" Zhao Feng saw through Zhang Han's thoughts at a glance.
"Hehe." Zhang Han chuckled in response. "This is a great opportunity to reap major merits. Whoever breaches the city first will certainly claim the chief merit. How could I not want that?"
"To breach the city first means bearing the brunt of the enemy's fiercest defense. It's a matter of life and death. Aren't you afraid?" Zhao Feng asked curiously.
"Capital Commandant, having just come from the Logistics Army, you might not be aware of the vanguard's situation?" Zhang Han asked with a smile.
"What situation?" Zhao Feng blinked, genuinely unaware. "Let's hear it."
