Luosong then threw the signal flare down to the officers below, letting them pass it around themselves. He wearily reiterated, "If you really encounter the enemy, don't fight hard. Fire the signal flare when the revolver gun is up, and I will immediately come to support you. Do you understand?"
"Understood."
Having said everything he could, Luosong could only sigh inwardly.
"Draw lots," he said a bit tiredly, waving his hand.
"Yes," the officers raised their hands in salute.
The prepared lots box was brought out, and the officers lined up to start drawing lots.
Luosong stood in front of the map, pointing out the task areas to the junior officers who had drawn lots and explaining the situation.
At this moment, Bard and Kai Morland, escorted by two military police, walked into the great cathedral.
"Senior," Bard greeted Luosong, stepping briskly, while Kai Morland barely kept up by almost jogging.
"Major," Kai Morland also greeted, out of breath, removing his hat.
