The next day.
*Weooo~!* *Siren!*
"Everyone to battle stations! Move! Move! Move!" an Army Captain was yelling on top of his lungs as he gestured at the soldiers around him with his hands.
"To Battle Stations!"
"To Battle Stations!"
There are a lot of shouting and yelling around the camp as soldiers are running to and fro trying to get into their positions immediately while the civilians are preparing the needed ammunition for the incoming siege while the children are sent inside the former Main College Building where they could sneak a look at the battling soldiers later.
A Captain saw a dazed youth looking around as he immediately walked over and smacked the back of his,
*Smack*
"Move it, Private!"
The youth that was around 21 years old immediately turned back and saluted in stuttered tone, "Y-yes, Captain!"
Then he finally ran off towards the top of the wall while carrying an AK-47 in his hands.
Can you smell it?
That's the smell of a "Red Flag".
Kekeke ~