With a sharp whistle, the soldiers urgently assembled.
More than a dozen officers had a thin layer of sweat on their foreheads, their faces tense and somber, looking alarming.
Members of the combat team, dressed in black, coldly took over the Corps' guard duties.
Inside the train.
The secretary, wearing a gray pencil skirt, pushed open the conductor's door, her gray-blue eyes ablaze, sharp and fierce.
As the conductor looked up, she said.
"An hour ago, two deserters left the train."
"Deserters?"
Su Huan was momentarily stunned.
There was still a document about the investigation of Armed Corps officers on the table, pending official approval.
...
Su Huan looked at the sun in the sky, hot and glaring.
Rows of soldiers stood tightly aligned under the sun, like healthy cornstalks.
