Even in such a serious occasion, Qin Mian almost couldn't hold back.
Three years had passed, and under the military department's deliberate care, although the 712 Synthetic Division was dismantled, its living forces were well preserved. People like him and Gangdan were promoted rapidly.
The messenger was also a veteran from the Shovel Company, otherwise, he wouldn't call Gangdan by his nickname.
"Any news from the military department?"
"No."
"That bunch of bastards on the other side doesn't seem to know what they're waiting for, probably nothing good. Ask if we can try engaging them."
"Understood!"
After waiting for a while, Qin Mian realized the messenger hadn't left, and turned his head, looking at the other's bright eyes with confusion, "What is it?"
The messenger hesitated, "Commander, do you think..."
"Speak if you have something to say, once the fight begins, there won't be time to talk."
"Could Commander Su still come back?"
