Han was able to use his backpack as a makeshift tube to swim onto shore. He had to swim halfway around the island before finding a place he could swim ashore.
Eight kilometers was not too far, but not the shortest distance either. It wasn't easy moving through the thick forest while in full gear. Gradually, his focus was dulling. No matter how much he walked, he could only see thick forest up ahead.
Karl's gang all armed themselves with a weapon and charged. One youth even had a knife wrapped around the end of his spear. If anyone were to be stabbed by that, it could end their lives.
He frequently followed his father into the forest to hunt. He had experienced many things already since young due to his experience fishing and hunting. This became a great strength for him as he grew up in Ark.
For the next period of time, discussions of the mock battle did not cease. After a week, there were three more mock battles. The platoon leader changed each time.
Han didn't try to be modest or show off. He simply stood there. It was unbelievable this youth had been throwing up after seeing the remains of the researcher's corpses.
Sergeant Red is in reality just an instructor, but everyone refers to him as a sergeant.
It was enough that it blocked out the wind and morning dew. Inside, the parachute was spread out onto the floor and made for a nice sleeping hideout.
Laocha felt relaxed. He was a master of martial arts. Before he was a soldier, he was already trained in Muay Thai.
Jose gestured an attack signal to his team. They prepared their attack formation while encircling Han.
Han blearily blinked his eyes. Han could see an afterimage of the Elu mage through the pillars of lights streaming out from the crack. The Elu mage didn't even imagine that someone would appear from behind them. It only focused on the enemies attacking from the front.
Han's spoke in a low, but passionate voice. They felt a calm anger from his tone. Han also felt irritated from the drill instructor's harsh treatment.
Squad 13 looked excited. The other squads held similar expressions of enthusiasm for visiting the dimensional crack. It felt like they were off on a field trip. Han also felt that this day would feel like a much needed day off. After Han finished his meal and shower, he went to Jose's room.
You're pretty good, Han. I can't believe Simon is obediently listening to your orders." Jose said while watching the two. Simon was famous for his independent and high handed nature.
"Of course. You're strong in close combat, however your ultimate strength is with weapon handling. You probably never had a chance to spar bare handed. Honestly, this sort of combat style will not help you much. How would you ever trip a dragon? That will be an interesting sight to see."
The alarm alerting everyone that the battle would commence rang. Everyone moved out to their designated positions. Han was alone to remain in the central headquarters with the flag.
Everyone's tempers had become fickle now that they were all starved.
Corporal Zhai cautiously observed the situation. There was friction with the researchers and soldiers. The soldiers and commission officer looked upset. The soldier's guns seemed to tremble. Corporal Zhai took a deep breath. He roared out in Chinese.
He dropped off Jose in their new hideout location and moved out together with Kuro to follow Karl's tracks.
The accident footage was brutal. One person broke both his legs while trying to land, another simply smashed to the ground. There was even a scene of someone's head smashing open.
It was a book on tactical strategies that the first generation of psykers used during the first wave of aggression.
Soon, the helicopter seemed to pause and instead propelled higher into the air. Han's ears felt muffled. He listened to the drill instructors murmuring words. The drill instructor shouted loudly.