Vasili looked over to the tent exclusive for them. Three soldiers are watching over them. He beckoned them to come to assist him in teaching the inexperienced Chosonese.
Five minutes later, the survivors of the Battle of Namdaemun arrived. They are still in their military uniform. Vasili counted them, there are fourteen of them.
Two of the Special Forces of the Ruthenian Army carried the wooden crate. They set it down near their captain.
Vasili offered the Mosin Nagant rifle to the inexperienced farmer who nervously grabbed it from his hand.
The farmer almost tipped over from the weight of the rifle. Judging from his thin stature, Vasili could imagine that if he fire the rifle, he would probably end up dropping it over the ground.
Before he can give him permission to shoot, Vasili has another rifle and walk over to the middle of the firing range.
"Jang, come over here," Vasili motioned him over.
