Six o'clock.
Both arrived at the dormitory building on time.
"Shit, why are there so many people?"
As they approached, Becca Reyes widened her eyes in surprise at the sight of a row of instructors standing beneath the dormitory building.
Looking up, Flossie Wright's gaze swept over.
Five men, four women.
A few of them looked familiar.
Austin Shepherd, Nathan Foster, Rowdy Brightwill, Drake Easton, and also Nancy Phillips.
All military officers, their ranks neatly displayed on their shoulders.
Just as she took a second glance, Nathan Foster raised his whistle and blew it forcefully.
"Whistle—whistle—whistle—"
The continuous sound startled the new recruits in the two dormitory buildings.
Having been prepared earlier and with some waiting, the assembly was unusually quick. In just two minutes, everyone stood in neat rows.
This selection had sent away another five people.
Two female soldiers, three male soldiers.
