"Stop quibbling." Amelia waved her hand lazily. "Put them in the apartment areas. Every family can only have one room."
"Yes."
The soldiers had long been ordered to bring these people to the apartment dormitory area. Even if they were the relatives of these families who had villa here, the number of villa was only one.
Not all of them were willing to stay together with their relatives that were not their close family members.
So these people would be treated as the ordinary refugee who came to the base.
"What? No! I want to stay in the villa!" The young man, Joshua, immediately yelled and complained.
The other people who came along with them also frowned when they heard this.
Amelia glanced at the soldier.
