After getting confirmation, Qin Hu put down his phone and looked at the temporary command room, which still had no power.
In the dimly lit room, several high-ranking generals and Qin Hu's old superior stopped their heated argument.
One of them spoke up:
"You know full well we can't give all the credit for this victory to some ordinary civilian Awakener."
Qin Hu frowned.
"But the truth is, I abandoned him. That explosion in the suburbs had nothing to do with me… I was basically a deser—"
BANG!
Qin Hu's old superior, the commander of the Thirteenth Division, slammed his hand on the table. His sharp gaze looked as if it could pierce right through his subordinate.
"Major! You have your duties and your orders! Remember your rank and your place!"
Qin Hu fell silent.
