Ilyich rode away on his motorcycle at high speed just as a Stiponk truck arrived. A brigadier leaped from the truck, glanced at Wang Zhong, then adjusted his uniform in the rain and straightened his cap.
Pavlov: "This must be Korodov, the vice admiral who just arrived with the 71st Infantry Corps. His vanguard has just arrived, and I have already arranged for them to be sent to the front line."
Wang Zhong: "I know. Yakov, go and tell Chef Chen to prepare lion's head meatballs. Let the corps commander eat before he heads to the front line."
Yakov acknowledged and carefully wrapped the relic he had just received from Wang Zhong in oil paper and placed it in his backpack before turning to leave.
Korodov walked up the steps and saluted Wang Zhong: "General! I have long admired your illustrious name! I am pleased to be able to fight under your command!"
Wang Zhong returned the salute, replying solemnly, "Welcome to hell."
