I Just Retired as the Old Chief, and Now I've Inherited the Heavenly Master's Legacy?

The mock battle between the Red and Blue armies was in full swing.

"Hello, command? Come save us, quick!"

"We're trapped in the woods at the exercise base, and we can't find our way out! What? What landmarks can I see? Trees! Everywhere I look, it's all trees... Holy crap!"

"Bzzzt... Bzzzt..."

When the exercise command received the Thunderbolt Commando's distress call, everyone was stunned.

What was going on?

But after the military district sent people over, one after another, they too got trapped in those woods...

Just as everyone was at their wits' end, a faint voice suddenly came from the horizon.

"I only left to travel for a little while, and you ** little fellows have already barged into my Eight Trigrams Formation?"

A white-haired elder in a Celestial Master's robe, holding a horsetail whisk, slowly descended from the sky on a white crane.

The soldiers and officers were stunned. "Old Chief?!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.