"It's Zhang Tie in disguise."

"He talked about the points we got in the competition, and even took out the medals."

After the words fell, Tyer slowly stretched out his hand, and in his hand was the Marshal Medal originally awarded to Renn.

According to Yuntian's wishes, this thing has been hanging in Long An.

Looking at the people who were suddenly stunned and shocked like a bolt from the blue.

Having no choice but to force himself to accept the news, Tyer took a deep breath again and spoke in a deep voice:

"Everyone! No matter what! Long'an said it needs our help!"

"We do owe them a favor!"

"Go! Even if Ren is not from our Soviet Union! We still have our own fourth level!"

Thiel knew that the release of this news would be an unimaginable huge blow to the confidence of all Soviet Russia.

Once accepted, everyone will lose hope for the future!

Even the strongest among them belongs to others! So what is their entire war zone? Are they considered clowns?

No!

Even if something happens, without Renn, don't they have anyone strong enough to stand up!?

After understanding the unwillingness and indignation in Thiel's words, complex emotions suddenly arose in the hearts of everyone in the conference room.

"Everyone! I think Lord Tyr is right!"

"So what if it is confirmed that Ren is Lin Anna!"

"No matter how strong Lin An is, he still needs our help now!?"

"We also have the fourth level now, and it's our own fourth level! I don't believe how bad our Soviet-Russian theater will be!"

"Let's go! Let them see our current strength!"
Chapter completed!