The scorching sun hung high, fiercely baking the entire expanse of golden sandy beach.
The azure sea shimmered with waves, and a few seagulls skimmed low over the wave crests, occasionally letting out brief cries.
In the distance, several silver-gray warships lay silently anchored in the deepwater harbor.
The main guns and missile launch boxes on the decks glinted coldly under the sun, exuding an aura of murderous intent.
"One! Two! Three! Four!"
"One! Two! Three! Four!"
On the beach, a group of young people in camouflage T-shirts moved forward in pairs, lugging thick logs on their shoulders, chanting slogans as they trudged along.
The heavy breathing and the sound of feet sinking into the sand almost drowned out the sound of waves washing ashore.
Sweat had long soaked their camouflage uniforms, making the fabric sticky against their backs.
Large beads of sweat dripped from their sun-reddened cheeks, striking the sizzling sand pits below.
