Charles Jordan gave a sheepish smile, quickly put aside the numerous questions in his mind, and focused on driving.
Not long after.
The car stopped at the entrance of a gate, where two large golden characters, Wolfbase Camp, were displayed.
Upon seeing the familiar license plate, the guard respectfully raised his hand in a standard salute and opened the gate for passage.
As the car drove away, the two men spoke in hushed tones.
"Is the person in the car the team leader of Wolfbase Camp?" The younger man curiously glanced at the car in the distance, his words tinged with respect.
"Yes, he rarely comes here. I didn't expect to encounter him today."
The man speaking displayed a faint excitement on his face.
Back then, he chose to apply to military school and join the army because he liked it, but mainly because of the leader of Wolfbase Camp.
