Approximately one in five soldiers had been invaded by demons, by Leonard Churchill's rough estimation.
"Skin replacement, or some mysterious controlling method?"
Leonard Churchill pondered as he walked, the situation was dire, and he had already put the clown mask on his face.
As he walked, he suddenly arrived at the Military Supplies Office.
He saw that he had accumulated nearly ten thousand contribution points on his merit badge.
He initially planned to save them up and exchange them for better stuff when he left the Alternate Dimension.
However, looking at the current circumstance, where the War Fortress had turned into a Demon Headquarters, exchanging his points to improve his combat power was the most pressing matter at hand.
Leonard Churchill thought for a moment, he took off his cloak and went straight in.
...
Perhaps they thought there was no need to infiltrate the logistics department, so all the soldiers here were normal humans.
