The whistle blew, and Bai Zhizhan just picked up his backpack that he'd placed at his feet, waving goodbye to Zhao Yu, who was still at the end of the platform.
Li Jie and the other four had already gone ahead to line up.
Although the officer's carriage issued tickets with seat numbers, there was no assigned seating. So, to snatch a window seat and ensure they could all sit together, they had to queue up.
Jin Hong was at the very front, with the other four helping behind him.
They had often jostled for train rides during their years at the Naval Academy.
The whistle sounded again, and the locomotive's smokestack emitted a puff of white smoke.
At that moment, the crowd on the platform suddenly became restless, many people running in their direction.
What had happened?
"Clear the court and pacify the country!"
"A great number of Empire's soldiers, death on the battlefield is the only end, never kneeled in surrender!"
