Li Hao had many questions, but no one was giving him answers. The Silver Armor that’d spoken to him impatiently ignored his questions. Thus, the young man left with the Red Armor.0

Moments later, another Red Armor led a Bronze Armor and Black Armor in from the distance.0

“Li Hao, I’ve received word that we’ve been added to the Twelfth Troop of the Ninth Division,” came He Yong’s voice. “Ole Hong is my superior as the leader of the first company in the Twelfth Troop and I’m just a damn Black Armor!”0

“Cut the bullcrap,” said an equally resigned Hong Yitang. “I’ve received word too that I have a superior officer—Troop Leader Li Hao! I’m to report to the troop leader!”1

Although Li Hao was wearing a suit of silver armor, both of the men knew that it was the young man. As their superior in the army, a warning flashed across their visors even though they were far away.0

Alert! The troop leader is in the vicinity!2

Hong Yitang was quite at a loss. Were the eight families that big of a deal? Pfft! Li Hao was a Silver...0