The sudden explosion caused the bun in Wang Ye's hand, which he was about to eat, to tremble and fall to the ground.
He instinctively pulled back, covering his ears with his hands, and quickly glanced in the direction of the blast.
However, Wang Ye's mind was not focused on this event.
The explosion nearly caused the flagpole he held to slip from his grasp.
Acting quickly, he firmly clutched the flagpole with both hands.
This flag couldn't fall.
"Enemy attack!"
Wu Jianfeng's loud shout startled the group of recruits who were still in shock.
In that moment, adrenaline surged through the recruits' veins.
No one cared to ponder why someone would dare to assault the army in this peaceful nation.
In an instant, the recruits who had been casually eating their breakfast were now in a state of panic.
One individual covered his head and scanned the surroundings. Seeing no immediate shelter, he dropped to the ground.
