The atmosphere was palpable. The massive tent, known as the military HQ, was adorned with maps of the city, pinned strategically on the walls. Tables with various communication devices were positioned towards the back. Alan noted the massive digital clock displaying the 36-hour countdown for the D-rank group event titled [Rescue Prisoners].
Alan had rightly foreseen the Military Army's decision to marshal every available player for this crucial server-wide mission. This foresight had been the key driving factor behind his enlistment in the militia force. He wanted to be at the epicenter of action, and this was his opportunity.
