A week had passed since Thirteen completed recruiting for his 300-men Battalion.
They had become the hottest topic among the 65th up to the 68th Battalions, who were sharing the Freedom Garrison with them.
The High-Ranking Officers referred to Zion Leventis as the Mascot of the Central Government, while they referred to his troops as clowns.
Sneers, jeers, and look of mockery would always fall upon the 69th Battalion every time they did their usual morning runs, which would last for an entire hour before they returned to the base.
Truth be told, Thirteen's subordinates, with the exception of Cristopher and Colbert, were feeling embarrassed. They couldn't help but feel like all the hard work and money they spent to join the Legendary Rookie's team was all for naught.
The Soldiers in the Garrison treated them like a joke, and even those with the strongest willpower among them felt that they had been cheated.