Bab 479: 464 scoops of rice and jug of soup

A colossal vessel broke through the mist, its huge bulk docking at the slender pier. The gangway was slowly lowered, after which the people who had been eagerly awaiting on deck hastily disembarked.

The first to walk down the gangway was a soldier, and behind him were still soldiers, a dense mass of them, one after another, forming silent ranks on the dock.

They didn't shout any slogans, simply lining up spontaneously, and once everyone was assembled, they immediately left with their weapons without looking back.

Soon, an entire unit of soldiers had finished disembarking, including their weapons and a sufficient supply of ammunition to fight a battle.

The crane lifted cars from the ship's hold, followed by howitzers, and then boxes and boxes of ammunition secured together.