I only wanted to retire, but I ended up becoming an extremely popular character.

"1765, 1766, 1767..." Cassius was doing push-ups upside down on the training ground of the military camp.

Ever since the operation in Clock Tower, he had been blaming himself for his lack of strength, which almost prevented him from rescuing Zod.

Now, it is said that Zod has received special training from the Empire.

If he doesn't work harder to catch up with Zod, he might really fall far behind Zod.

This is something Cassius would absolutely not accept.

Looking back on the time from Blacksun Town to the "Imperial Blade" Legion, he had always taken it for granted that he would hide behind Zod.

Because no matter what situation or desperate situation they encountered, Lieutenant Zod could handle it perfectly, killing bandits, rescuing hostages, and even leading all the soldiers in a charge at Clock Tower Town.

Each time, Cassius, who should have played a role, was completely ineffective at the crucial moment.

While Zod was in a coma, the only time he tried to change anything was with the resolve to die, but he could do nothing.

If it weren't for the female major arriving at the battlefield in time, none of them would have been able to leave Zhongta Town alive.

They were so lucky this time, what about next time?

Do we have to rely on Lieutenant Zod every time disaster strikes?

If Lieutenant Zod is wounded again, can he stand in front of Zod, single-handedly support the entire team, and lead everyone out of despair to the other side of hope?

Can he become Zod's right-hand man? Can he keep up with Zod's pace?

After Lieutenant Zod brought him from Hessen to the "Imperial Blade" regiment, what role did he play?

He himself did not know the answers to these questions.

The only thing he understood was that if he wanted to follow in Zod's footsteps, he had to become strong enough.

This desire and ambition drove him to dedicate every minute of this period to training.

……

……

More than a week later.

Steam train station platform.

"We've arrived, Lieutenant Zod." A group of soldiers from the Imperial Special Training Camp escorted Zod to Goldberg.

After delivering Zod to Goldberg, the soldiers turned and set off on their way back to the Imperial Special Training Camp.

Zod pulled off the blindfold, gazed at the setting sun in the distance, breathed in the long-awaited fresh air, and stretched contentedly.

Although it was only a week in real life, Zod felt that the time spent in the Imperial Special Training Camp was unusually long.

The duration of the physical sensation is at least one month.

During that period, I was subjected to high-intensity training by that instructor every day; it was nothing but training.

Zod even developed some PTSD.

Therefore, when he saw the outside world, he felt an intense longing for it.

Of course, he only missed the feeling of freedom, not the battlefield at the front.

Even when he saw several soldiers of the Imperial Blade Legion walking towards him in the distance, he turned around and tried to crawl into the steam train carriage.

Upon seeing Zod, the two soldiers gave him a respectful salute: "Lieutenant Zod, we've come specifically to pick you up."

Zod paused for a moment, then waved his hand: "No need, I can walk back myself."

It doesn't sound like anything good!

"It's Captain Spent, he needs to speak with you," one of the soldiers said.

They actually blocked people at the train station.

Good grief, you really don't plan to give yourself a break, do you?

Which bastard revealed that he was returning home after training today?

He originally wanted to rest quietly for a few days before going to report.

Oh, right, I almost forgot that Captain Spent is his current superior.

That's all right now!

He shook his head helplessly and sighed softly, "Then you two lead the way!"

……

……

Inside Captain Spinter's office.

"Ouch~ It hurts~ It hurts so much~ It's really bleeding, it's bleeding..."

Captain Spent, clutching his anus, rummaged through his office drawers: "I remember putting it here!"

Suddenly, the door clicked open, and Zod stood at attention in the doorway: "Report! Captain Spent, what can I do for you?"

As soon as Zod entered, he saw Captain Spent hunched over, covering his anus, rummaging through a drawer for something.

Captain Spinner jumped in surprise, immediately straightening up and shouting, "Lieutenant Zod!"

"Here!" Zod stood at attention.

"Get the hell out of here!" Spent roared. "Don't you even knock before entering your superior's office?"

Zod seemed to realize his rudeness, having witnessed his superior's unseemly behavior.

So he quickly left the office, closed the door, and started over.

"Knock knock knock!" A clear knocking sound came from outside the door.

Then, Zod's voice called from outside the door, "Report!"

"Come in!"

By this time, Spente had already sat up straight at his desk, his hands resting on the desk, his bottom lightly touching the chair, not daring to sit down.

"Captain Spent, what can I do for you?"

Zod carefully observed Captain Spinter's micro-expressions and noticed fine beads of sweat on the captain's face.

"We have a mission from our superiors to wipe out the bandits. To ensure the safety of our army's supply lines, we must eliminate those bandits as soon as possible."

Captain Spinner moved a document from the table in front of Zod.

He then began to elaborate on the details of the mission: "The target is a bandit leader with a bounty of 50 crowns who has committed numerous crimes within the Empire."

"The map shows the locations where that band of bandits frequently committed their crimes."

"Every time the Imperial forces arrive to suppress them, those bandits manage to escape quickly, which is a real headache."

"Lieutenant Zod, I've heard you have extensive experience in searching for bandits. Therefore, I'm assigning this task to you."

Report back to me within five days and make sure to eliminate this band of bandits.

"You won't refuse, will you!"

It sounds like a question, but it's actually an order being given.

Captain Spent scrutinized Zod with a suspicious look, as if anticipating Zod's next reaction.

From Colonel Xavier, Captain Spent learned that Zod was always very modest and overthinking, and would definitely try his best to decline any mission he was not confident about.

Therefore, Spinter had already prepared his explanation.

If Zod doesn't intend to take the mission, he has ways to persuade him.

However, to everyone's surprise, Zod didn't refuse this time, but readily accepted the task: "I understand, Captain Spent. This document contains information related to the mission, right?"

Of course, Zod's willingness to accept this mission so readily was not without its own calculations.

In his mind, he already had a perfect solution.

Captain Spent pointed to the documents on the table: "Yes, they're all up there."

"Captain, I'll head back now."

Zod picked up the official documents on the table and glanced furtively at the beads of sweat on Spent's face and his noticeably raised buttocks.

"Okay! Go ahead!" Captain Spinter feigned composure, but in reality, he couldn't wait for Zod to leave.

Zod turned and left, closing the office door behind him.

After a while, Zod suddenly opened the office door: "Captain, I have a question..."

Just then, I saw Captain Spent clutching his backside, rummaging through the cabinet for items.

Upon seeing Zod again, Spent was startled once more, regretting that he hadn't locked the door: "What is it now?"

Seeing Captain Spinner clutching his backside again, Zod realized that his own affairs had become less important.

He was more curious about what had happened to Captain Spent, making him keep covering his buttocks.

But he must state that he absolutely did not deliberately return out of curiosity.

"Captain, are you looking for tissues?" Zod noticed a spot on Spinter's buttocks.

"What are you saying, Lieutenant!"

Spent shouted loudly, which inadvertently moved his whole body, making it feel like he had been pricked in the buttocks:

"I'm looking for my hemorrhoid cream. Get out of my office right now and slam the door! Or I'll kick your ass!"

"Yes!" Zod scurried out of the office.