People from other barracks have eaten and drunk to their fill, training or strolling outside, exchanging professional skills and knowledge from time to time, creating an extremely harmonious atmosphere. However, it didn't last long, as a surge of people appeared in the distance, screaming like banshees as they ran and shouted.
More than 1,200 people scrambling to run… What a spectacular scene? The soldiers who witnessed this could only gape in silence, looking at them with eyes as if they'd seen ghosts, as they whizzed past, leaving dust in their wake…
"Aren't those people from the First Camp? How come they're still in training uniforms at this hour?" a soldier wondered.
"The cafeteria isn't going anywhere, so why are they shouting like ghosts… almost scared me to death." This statement came from a soldier almost trampled by the "stampede heading to the cafeteria," affiliated with the Second Camp, part of the same military division as the First Camp.
