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As the smoke gradually dissipated, the makeshift camp was a scene of devastation. Broken fortifications, charred vegetation, and corpses lying scattered about all spoke of the ferocity of the battle.

The people of Bianyue gathered together, their faces showing joy at surviving the catastrophe, but even more so grief for their fallen comrades. They still clutched their blood-stained weapons, their eyes etched with lingering fear and anger.

Tang Yue stood on the high place, looking at everything before her, her gaze calm yet containing hidden turmoil. She slowly walked down the platform, traversing the devastation, her steps steady and revealing no emotion.

When she walked over to a group of people wiping away tears, she simply patted the old woman's trembling shoulder gently and said nothing.

The old woman looked up, her eyes filled with confusion and resentment: "Goddess, you can clearly protect us..." Before she could finish speaking, Tang Yue had already turned and walked away, leaving the old woman standing there stunned.

The surrounding people whispered among themselves, their doubts rising and falling, but Tang Yue remained silent. Her figure appeared distant and mysterious in the setting sun.

The young men were puzzled as to why the goddess did this, why she would stand by and watch her compatriots be blown to pieces by the heavy firepower of the American army.

Ruan Wenxiong stood with the county magistrates from several other counties. Yes, Tang Yue's forces now numbered around 50,000 able-bodied men. The county magistrates from more than a dozen surrounding counties had all submitted to Tang Yue.

"County Magistrate Ruan, what is this goddess?"

They saw things more clearly than the young adults, but they didn't want to admit it from the bottom of their hearts.

Ruan Wenxiong's gaze followed the figure of the goddess, and his voice was very soft, "The goddess does not belong to us. She can help us build a team and help us eliminate the surrounding American troops. She has already done more than enough."

"One day, the goddess will return to heaven; can we stop her?"

The others remained silent. County Magistrate Chen finally made the decision, "We promised the goddess we would build her a temple, and that promise will definitely be kept."

The others nodded in unison. The goddess had done so much for them; they should repay her.

In the days that followed, Tang Yue arranged for Sun Jinan and Zhang Dabing to train Yang's men continuously. They directed Chinese soldiers to make training equipment, forcibly divided the civilians into different groups, and shrill assembly whistles sounded every day before dawn.

The intense physical training and monotonous weapons handling drills left the people exhausted. Some complained, others questioned, "Has the goddess changed?"

"After that battle, why is life even harder?" Questions spread throughout the camp.

But Tang Yue remained unmoved. She coldly corrected everyone's movements and criticized those who were slacking off without mercy.

Whenever she saw people injured or exhausted, she would only briefly arrange for someone to take care of them before throwing herself back into training and supervision. Watching her retreating figure, the people felt that the goddess who was once as warm as the sun had now become cold and harsh.

Now that the goddess forbids them from kneeling and worshipping at will, it seems that matters in the county town and the entire camp are no longer the goddess's concern. Most matters are now decided by meetings held by the county magistrates.

Finally, the results are reported back to the goddess. Sometimes the goddess doesn't even look at the specific details; she just glances at them and gives her a reply.

On this day, Tang Yue excitedly clutched the note containing clues about Chang Yin and Tang Shengkai. So that's how it is.

Tang Shengkai's injuries were serious, and Chang Yin waited outside the operating room for several hours before he finally arrived. Tang Shengkai needed a period of rest and recuperation. Chang Yin became his caregiver.

Political Commissar Fei didn't come until the afternoon of the next day. Only the three of them remained in the ward. Political Commissar Fei then asked in a low voice, "How are you? I heard Old Tang's injuries are quite serious. I was called away yesterday to organize some documents; I thought it would be the same as before."

I never expected there would be data on over 2,000 people to process this time. I'm so busy I haven't been able to find a spare moment.

What Political Commissar Fei didn't say was that the American soldiers didn't trust him at all, and he wasn't allowed to leave until the data was completely organized. Now he could only understand a few simple words; he couldn't understand much else.

Tang Shengkai has already woken up. Fei Shuwen was originally the political commissar of the Third Battalion. He had worked with Tang Shengkai before when they were in the Qinling Mountains. Now, the three of them are fighting together in the US Army.

"I'm fine, don't worry, Lao Fei. I'll be better in a few days." Fei Shuwen looked at the two of them. With Tang Shengkai in this state, he wasn't sure whether to tell them or not. But if they didn't, they might lose an opportunity. And this opportunity was very rare.

Furthermore, this is a heavy blow to China, and they cannot ignore it.

The group had been working together for some time, and Chang Yin noticed Fei Shuwen's hesitation. "Old Fei, just say what you want to say. There's nothing to hide about our relationship."

Fei Shuwen walked to the door of the ward, first checking if anyone was outside. Only when he was sure it was safe did he speak softly, "The information I've compiled this time is extraordinary. Our commander-in-chief, Commander Han Rusong, has been abducted by the US military."

The data includes over 2,000 people, but I heard that the main force will go to Base 9, while Commander Han will be sent to Base 5.

At this point, Fei Shuwen looked at Chang Yin and asked, "Did you see the data from the General Control Center yesterday? Is the US military's overall command center located at Base 5?"

Chang Yin nodded, and Fei Shuwen seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He said, "There are clearly 2,000 people in the team, so why did they go to Base 9, and why did they use a very small number of people to take Commander Han to Base 5?"

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