Chapitre 1087: Meet-ups - The Marine Base II

As we were let inside, I was expecting an evacuation center type of situation where random civilians had these little enclosures of their own while a couple of soldiers were maintaining peace and whatnot but it looked more like a call center division that spontaneously dressed up as soldiers.

The whole fucking space was set up with different communication devices and one part of it had this huge-ass map of the USA right next to other maps of countries like the Philippines for example.

It was obvious that we were welcomed very differently compared to the Main Harbor—because they were all down on their noses, busy to whatever it was they were trying to do—but we kept following the footsteps of this young private until we reached a pitched-up tent inside this hanger for privacy's purposes.

The dude stopped by the entrance and beckoned us to come in without going inside:

"Please."