C542 Military council

In the China's capital, in an office in a secret military base, the aroma of tea wafted in the air. Old Head, who was seated on an armchair, happily read the report.

If Zhang Chun was here, he would probably be very surprised to see the medal on Old Head's shoulder.

Seeing that the Ambassador in the report had requested to see him about Zhang Chun, Li Er revealed a smile on his face