As Helen exclaimed, Fatty angrily jumped from the third-floor window directly into the training ground.
"Stealing people?!"
Everyone was startled by Fatty jumping into the training ground.
Did the officer eat gunpowder?
A group of recruits stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the nearly twenty-meter high third-floor window, unable to believe it.
What is that, a flying pig?
"Bandit Army 3rd Group, Sharp Blade Company! Assemble!" Markovich ordered sternly. As for Fatty's orders, he had only one attitude—execute immediately!
With Markovich's command, one hundred and seventeen bandit soldiers swiftly crossed the training ground and boarded the [Heng Dao] Mechas on the tarmac. After a roar of Mecha engines and the sound of mechanical stretch and expansion, the Sharp Blade Company was assembled.
In the training ground, there were gazes of fanaticism everywhere.
