บท 141: 141:Grip Of Death[II]

In Hokkaido City…..

In the heart of a military training barracks, nestled just a few kilometers away from the mysterious dimensional gate, many determined young recruits stand in a line.

The barracks hum with the energy of preparation, echoing with the shouts of drill sergeants and the clatter of boots on the ground.

As the sun dips low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the rugged landscape, there's a palpable tension in the air. The dimensional gate, a looming enigma on the edge of their training grounds, serves as a constant reminder of the unknown lurking just beyond their reach.

The newly fellow recruits push themselves through grueling exercises, their muscles straining with effort as they prepare for whatever challenges lie ahead.

During the day, it was a hellish nightmare and when night fell and the barracks grew quiet, a sense of unease and dreariness settled over the camp.