Soon, a group of soldiers dressed in training uniforms successively stepped down from the front doors of three buses.
Rows and rows of ocean camouflage...
It was dazzling to behold.
The first two buses carried male soldiers, while the last one carried female soldiers. By a conservative estimate, there were about three hundred who had arrived in one go.
"Beep—" Nathan Foster blew a sharp whistle and made a gesture to form ranks, shouting loudly, "Assemble!"
At the same time, the female military officer also organized the female soldiers into ranks.
Even burdened with heavy rucksacks, hundreds of people began to line up without a whisper of complaint, their faces stern.
Over here.
Among the new recruits, there were some with good eyesight who noticed that among the newcomers, many were carrying the ranks of military officers!
Wasn't that rather bizarre?!
Gradually, a growing murmur of discussion grew louder.
"Beep—"
Suddenly, a loud whistle sounded from the front row.
