When the regimental commander returned to the Liberty ship and informed the soldiers that they could land ashore the day after tomorrow morning, the atmosphere turned cheerful.
After such a long sea voyage, they had almost felt that they were going to die on this broken ship.
But now, they had finally reached the end, finally seen hope—this caused the young soldiers to let out enthusiastic cheers uncontrollably.
Even though some were still vomiting, even though some were still listless, everyone began to organize their luggage, checking the equipment they carried with them as required.
The next day, all the soldiers were forced to eat, and everyone had to appear on deck on time to exercise, to bask in the sun. In the early morning of the third day, soldiers on the bridge finally saw a huge island on the sea level.
On the escorting cruisers, gun barrels at every angle pointed towards the coastline, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
