บท 1189: Goodbye, Dad. - Back to Business.

But yeah, the airport had never been so busy an hour before the departure because aside from the Eisenhower leaving the Marine Base to get much closer to us, the people that'd leave with the Admiral—plus the ones that would be assigned to this airport—had all gather in this spot.

The noise produced by everyone triple-triple-checking everything and making sure that no stone would be left unturned was just like this buzz or adrenaline the first time you'd walk into a gym.

It was exciting, intimidating, and a little sad in a way, because even if we only met for a few days, it felt like we already formed this small bond with these people.

In addition, we don't even know if all of them would be able to come back next month or if a different ship will come to deliver more evacuees, but with the way the Eisenhower was powered by a nuclear reactor, I guess it'd be one of the few ships that could travel for as long as that reactor would let them.