Kang Chan put down the radio and moved to the table outside. The three soldiers followed behind him like they were tied by a string, their faces much more serious than before the radio transmission.0

“Gather the soldiers,” Kang Chan said.0

One of them executed his order. Soon, annoyed, curious, and tense soldiers approached the table. The man whom Kang Chan had hit earlier stood at the front with a bruised nose, eyes, and cheeks. He looked quite displeased.0

“We have orders to depart at 07:00 tomorrow and gather at Beeshock. We’ll have breakfast and check our weapons by 06:30.”0

The soldiers craned their necks to look at the map, but the moonlight was not bright enough to see anything other than the red lines.0

Regardless, they had to get some sleep before the operation tomorrow. Hence, Kang Chan got up and headed to the barracks, making the crowd slowly disperse. 0

Kang Chan then returned to the radio and took out the documents that the transport officer had left. Going through the pages, he couldn’t help but let out a short laugh. Right behind the page of his special promotion were the personal details of the seventeen recruits.0

Who were these personal records supposed to be for?0

Looking through them would only allow him to memorize a couple of names...0