"What's going on with the search for Chen Feng, the new chief?" Wei Hu, the captain of the mobile brigade, asked.

Because when he set off, the commander personally instructed him to pay special attention to a freshman chief named Chen Feng when going to the rescue of Outpost No. 1, and to make sure nothing happened to him.

"At that time, four Rank 6 werewolves attacked the stronghold. Chen Feng secretly assisted us in fighting back using his mental cultivation skills. As a result, he was discovered and chased by the Rank 6 werewolves. He took the initiative to leave the stronghold and lured away a Rank 6 gray werewolf powerhouse." Si Yuniang did not hide these facts.

"So, Xiang Dong and his team went to look for Chen Feng after the battle? What is his strength now? Can he escape the pursuit of a sixth-rank gray werewolf?" Wei Hu was startled and quickly asked.

“Although Chen Feng is only a seventh-grade early-stage martial artist, he has mastered lightness skills very well, is proficient in sword qi storms, and may also be a mentalist, so he has many tricks up his sleeve. I believe he will be fine and will definitely return to the stronghold safely,” Si Yuniang said confidently.

"Anyway, your stronghold is safe now. Let our team go check it out. If we run into Chen Feng, we'll definitely bring him back. If you're free, you can come along too. Maybe we can even snag something."

Wei Hu immediately decided to lead the mobile brigade to investigate the direction of the beacon fire, and at the same time invited reinforcements from four surrounding strongholds, each with seventy or eighty men, to join him, making a total force of more than four hundred men.

"I'll also arrange for some men to go with you. We must find Chen Feng no matter what." Si Yuniang then arranged for the second platoon leader to represent the company and lead fifty uninjured veterans to follow the main force.

The main force moved swiftly towards the direction of the beacon fire, while several reconnaissance squads set off ahead to scout the area several miles ahead and prepare for the main force's rapid advance.

Meanwhile, Chen Feng and the mobile squad at the forefront concealed themselves and slowly approached the direction of the smoke signal, as werewolf teams would occasionally pass by, and they had to hide and wait from time to time.

Time passed by, and it felt like an eternity. Finally, an hour later, Chen Feng, after overcoming numerous hardships and working tirelessly, arrived at the place about thirty miles away from the stronghold.

Looking into the distance, one can see that the billowing smoke is burning fiercely from a small hill several miles away.

At this moment, Chen Feng's senses became exceptionally sharp, and he could clearly perceive the presence of hundreds of werewolves in the air.

These scents mingled together, creating a unique aroma that instilled fear and vigilance.

Just as Chen Feng was carefully hiding in the canopy of a towering tree, quietly observing the menacing werewolf army in the distance, a slight noise suddenly came from below.

Although the sound was not loud, it alerted Chen Feng.

He immediately turned his gaze to the ground beneath the tree, where he saw a human group of about thirty people silently approaching.

This human team was clearly very cautious; they moved swiftly and lightly, trying to make as little noise as possible.

However, despite their caution, they still failed to notice Chen Feng hiding in the tree.

Perhaps it was because Chen Feng was too cleverly hidden, or perhaps the team was focused entirely on the werewolves ahead; in any case, they did not notice Chen Feng.

"Captain, we can see a werewolf force over here. They seem to have quite a few of them," a thin soldier whispered.

"Skinny Monkey, climb up the tree and see if you can see how many werewolf soldiers there are?" The tall officer next to him put his hand to his forehead and looked, but couldn't see clearly, so he said to the skinny soldier.

"There are at least eight hundred werewolves." Just then, a voice came from the tree, startling a group of human soldiers who looked up and raised their weapons.

"Don't make a move, we're on the same side," Chen Feng quickly whispered.

"Are you Chen Feng?" the tall captain asked.

"Reporting, sir, I am Chen Feng, a freshman from Outpost No. 1. I wonder if you are from the regimental headquarters?" Chen Feng said, peeking out from behind the leaves.

"Good lad. Your company commander said you lured away a sixth-rank gray werewolf and sent us to rescue you. I didn't expect you to actually sneak up to the vicinity of the werewolf's gathering smoke signal. You've got guts."

"I am Xiang Dong, the captain of the regimental mobile squad, and this is He Liu, the deputy captain. Chen Feng, how long have you been here?" The tall captain smiled and nodded at Chen Feng, introduced himself, and then asked.

"Captain Xiang, I arrived here only about five minutes earlier than you," Chen Feng said with a smile.

"Chen Feng, you'll stay with our mobile team. We'll observe the werewolves' movements first. If they retreat, that would be best; then we'll take you back to the base," Xiang Dong said to Chen Feng.