The train gradually came to a halt amid the sounds of military music, and just before it completely stopped, it gave a violent shake.
Having already ridden in a stuffy boxcar from Bogdanovka to Loktov, Wang Zhong had once hit his head from such a shake, but now, experienced, he had braced himself against the door in advance.
Ironically, his head was now covered in bandages—he'd got those driving a tank—so one less bump made no difference.
As soon as the train had come to a full stop, Wang Zhong was about to disembark when he suddenly noticed a large group of fellows in flashy military uniforms on the platform.
They were indeed military uniforms, but the style was clearly different from the simple khaki uniform that Wang Zhong wore—it was much more dashing and decorative.
But then again, these uniforms all had unmistakably military elements that let anyone know at a glance, "Oh, the person wearing this uniform is an officer of the Ante Army."
