The soldier standing at the railing kept vomiting, returning all the delicacies he'd just eaten to the sea. He was not alone; there were others retching nearby. Long periods of sea travel weren't easy for a landlubber like him.
He leaned on the railing, seeing in the distance a massive ship rising and falling with the waves. That vessel was also filled with soldiers, many of them leaning over the railings, some vomiting just as he had.
Transporting soldiers from the distant Beiyuan to the South Island was no easy task. Thousands of people eating, drinking, and relieving themselves aboard the transport ships was even more complicated than imagined.
Standing on the deck and gazing out, all across the sea were warships, one after another, stretching endlessly beyond sight.
The seawater in late April was no longer so icy, and the sea breeze no longer stung the face. Supplementary troops dressed in Army uniforms curiously observed the now nearly defunct floating dock in the distance.
