One by one, the military transport trucks entered the temporary camp. This time, the reorganization took longer than before and lasted for a full four hours. It seemed that the Pyro Company troops were planning to completely assemble before setting off again.
Tens of thousands of Pyro Company troops had already gathered on this route leading north. If one were to stand on a hill and gaze all the way to the end, the temporary camp would look like a vast sea, with the convoys of vehicles stretching as far as the eye could see.
Only those who had seen it with their own eyes would understand how spectacular a formation of tens of thousands of soldiers was.
Although these people had launched a long-range raid on the South and destroyed the Virtuora Consortium’s most impregnable Stronghold 32 and Stronghold 31, they did not care about the interests right before them and decisively returned to the North.
Over a dozen military trucks escorting more than 600 escapees had stopped next to the vehicle that Milo’s group was in. If there were no surprises, the escapees would be grouped together and transported away.
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