Chapter 87

However, they quickly heed the order. The tall, imposing instructor with the codename Grizzly was the first to act. Standing in the square, he looked over the battered and broken trainees. Some were disheveled and filthy; others had already brushed against death and looked on the verge of collapse. "The assessment is canceled due to... unforeseen circumstances," he announced in a gruff voice. "When your name is called, get on the truck immediately." One by one, the instructors began calling names. "Hector." "Here." Hector pushed himself up from the corner where he'd been sitting and slowly limped forward. Grizzly cast him a cold look, then jerked his head toward the truck. "Get on." There were three defenders, seven attackers, five supporters, and one sensor. The truck wasn't even full when the trainees boarded. As the chosen trainees climbed onto the vehicle, the remaining ones began to murmur, confusion spreading among them. "Sir, what about us?" "Are we riding back in a