CHAPTER 327 SPEAKING LIKE A DICTIONARY

"Oh, I need to go to the logistics camp to check in at work and announce my arrival today!" Rocky said,

remembering he had promised Isis to be the captain of the transportation squad and military vet.

Although, truth be told, he didn't really want to be the captain of the transportation squad. He'd

accepted the position as a means to remain in the northeastern military camp. The trade-off would pay

dividends later.

After the northeast military camp moved to the frontier, the original area was remodeled into the

logistics camp. A multitude of army provisions and weapons were moved from base camp to the

logistics camp.

Today was his first day on the job as captain of the transportation squad.

He arranged for his beasts to stay at their positions, guarding his home, and left for the logistics camp.

When Rocky entered the logistics camp, there was an abundance of activity. Soldiers and spirit

manipulators came and went, preoccupied with their business. Rocky knew none of them.

But he was not surprised by the number of people or the commotion. Since Isis re-established the

logistics camp to shorten supply time during the war with Timber Deity Empire, this was to be expected.

The move meant the frontiers could receive army provisions and materials rather quickly. Such things

could be the difference between defeat and victory. The variety of uniforms and crests said the soldiers

and spirit manipulators in the logistics camp were transferred from other military camps.

Although they were all new faces to Rocky, they still knew about him. The moment he entered the

camp, he heard the whispers, and saw the glances his way, the gestures, and pointed fingers. His

name preceded him from his performance in the last contest. And he'd also refused the Commander in

Chief in public. That in itself drew attention with some regarding him as if trying to figure out exactly

what he was about, what kind of a man he might be.

Throw in the news that Rocky had chosen to be a captain of the transportation squad instead of

Frontline Commander and the confusion and assessment was more pronounced. Compared with

Frontline Commander, the captain of the transportation squad was a grueling and trifling job. No one in

their right mind would choose as Rocky had.

But those choices and achievements had turned Rocky into a celebrity in the Crimson Dragon Group.

Everyone was talking about him all the time.

"Rocky..." two excited voices called at the same time.

Rocky turned around to see Thor and Joss. The two of them were happy to see Rocky as if they had

found some treasures.

"Why are you two here?" Rocky frowned at them.

"We heard you were the new captain of the transportation squad, so we applied to be with you.

Commander Marin transferred us here. We heard about your great performance in the contest. And

how you were so cool that you turned down the Frontline Commander post." Thor gave a Rocky a nod This material belongs to .

of approval, admiration twinkling in his eye.

"Really?" Rocky gave them a skeptical glance. He had a feeling something wasn't quite right. "Where is

your Camp Director?"

"He is at Commander Marin's tent," Joss responded

Rocky nodded and headed toward Commander Marin's tent.

After Rocky left, Thor whispered to Joss, "Hey, do you think Rocky suspects anything?" Joss shook his

head. "I doubt it. Commander Marin certainly wouldn't tell anyone that she has us spying on him for

her. Or that she was the one who transferred us here without us asking."

Thor nodded. "I agree. But remember we have to be extra careful. If he finds out, he'll kill us. And

there'd be nothing we could do to stop him or even slow him down. He's reached the eighth grade of

the Earthly Stage. Killing us is like stepping on an ant."

They looked at each other before casting a terrified look in Rocky's direction.

There was no guard when Rocky reached the Commander's camp, so he entered. Several people

were gathered inside the tent having a discussion.

A man, with a too smooth face and innocent eyes that spoke of inexperience, sat in the Commander's

old spot. The man was young. Rocky doubted if he was even thirty.

Everyone in the camp turned to look at Rocky as he entered.

"You must be Rocky." The young man stood and dipped his head slightly.

Rocky nodded without a word.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Louis, the new Camp Director of the logistics camp," the man said with a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Camp Director." Rocky matched the man's smile with one of his own.

"This is the Deputy Camp Director, these are captains, and these are..." Louis pointed at each person

and introduced Rocky.

"I see," Rocky said in return. "I came to check in for work. Unless you don't have anything for me, then I

can go." Rocky made to turn to leave.

"Hey, that's disrespectful. The Camp Director hasn't said you can go," the Deputy Camp Director

yelled. "I heard you were arrogant, but this is worse than I expected."

The others nodded in agreement. Rocky knew what they had to be thinking. They had heard about him,

about his exploits, his achievements. They knew he had refused the Commander in Chief. Most likely

they figured he was a man of great ambition.

"The Camp Director hasn't said I couldn't go either. So, why are you so angry?" Rocky glared at the

Deputy Camp Director.

"You're just a captain. How dare you speak to a Deputy Camp Director like that?" The man scowled at

Rocky. His face flushed with anger.

"Stop it this moment, for my sake," a cool voice said.

Rocky and the Deputy Camp Director turned their heads and found it was Louis.

Rocky realized Louis wasn't an ordinary man. A camp director would not be tolerant in a situation like

this. He would have reprimanded Rocky. But Louis didn't show any superiority. Rocky could tell from his

eyes that Louis's reaction was not because he was afraid or bothered by Rocky's attitude.

'This new Camp Director isn't someone to take lightly, ' Rocky thought.

"Captain Rocky, we are checking the transportation route from our camp to the frontier. Would you like

to join us and see?" Louis pointed to a map on the table.

Rocky stepped forward to look at the map. Then he frowned, shaking his head, and said, "This

roadmap isn't feasible. I'll get a better one done."

"Captain Rocky, did you know that our Camp Director worked around the clock to complete this map

after several sleepless nights?" A captain fixed Rocky with a cold stare. "How dare you say 'I'll get a

better one done'! Who do you think you are?" Another captain said, "I think the roadmap is perfect. It's

clear and every line is the shortest route." He eyed Rocky then offered the Camp Director a flattering

smile.

Others echoed his opinion.

"Why do you think this map isn't good enough?" Louis regarded Rocky with a frown but his words were

even.

"Here... And here... These places have lots of wild spirit-manipulated beasts... There are frequent

landslides and falling rocks on this road. And..." Rocky traced his finger along the map and continued

with his assessment.

Rocky smiled at the sight of Louis and the others in shock. They knew he wasn't making up any of it.

And the way he recited everything was as if he were a dictionary.