When Chen Chu returned to the town with the body of the cultist, the battle there had already concluded.3

Approximately a hundred rebels were mostly killed, with around ten surrendering. The soldiers who had guided Chen Chu and his group were cleaning the battlefield, collecting weapons and ammunition.0

Meanwhile, the freshmen were chatting excitedly, boasting about their bravery and prowess during the recent conflict. Some students had even taken out their phones, posing with rocket launchers for selfies.10

Xia Youhui stood in front of the burning off-road vehicle, striking a pose with his shield held high in one hand, asking classmates to take pictures.0

Of course, not everyone had emerged unscathed. The student that had gotten hit by a grenade lay on a stretcher, screaming in pain, though his voice remained strong. With a physique six to seven times that of an ordinary person, coupled with the full-body armor for defense, he had only been slightly wounded by the impact of the explosion.2

A few other classmates had also suffered minor injuries. Some had their chest armor pierced by bullets; thankfully, the steel wire underlayers had intercepted, stopping the bullets halfway...0