"Commander, We're nearing the drop-off point!" Shanks called from the front end of our sand glider.
"Alright," I turned my gaze on the other soldiers in the glider. "Get ready to disembark quickly. We don't want to alert the enemy."
"Yes, sir!" they all said together.
Ten minutes later and our glider had stopped at our designated rally point.
As everyone jumped off our glider onto the sands below, I glanced behind me and saw that the other gliders were dropping off more and more soldiers. Now that most of the gliders had been returned to us by the units we'd lent them to, we were able to bring a total of four hundred soldiers along on this one trip.
I raised four fingers high in the air, signalling for everyone to form four squad lines. These squads were Edo's Bastards, Thom's Hazy Moon, Thor's unnamed squad, and Azuma's Immortals.
