The small boat was lowered.
The Dreadnought only kept a few people aboard. Everyone else followed Wu Jia onto the island. It took several trips back and forth before the boats finally transported everyone to the pier.
Why go onto the island together?
It was simple.
What if, after I went ashore, you took the ship and ran?
If we were going to die, we would die together.
If we were going to live, we would live together.
Then why leave a few people behind?
To handle emergencies!
Among those left behind were Wu Jia's trusted subordinates, but none of them knew how to operate the ship. That way, there was no need to worry about them taking the ship and running, while they could still use the equipment aboard to provide support when necessary.
The small boat soon reached the shore.
The arrival of nearly a hundred people made the pier lively.
It was a complete commotion.
There was no order at all.
Quite a few people even jumped onto the abandoned ships nearby to explore... Those ships had already been searched before, but there were always people hoping they might be lucky enough to find something good that others had missed.
"Everyone, assemble!"
Wu Jia shouted loudly.
He hurriedly called back the restless people who were running around.
There was nothing he could do.
The crew weren't soldiers.
They were a bunch of undisciplined rabble who had grown accustomed to doing whatever they pleased. Unless he kept reminding them again and again, who knew what they might get up to?
After much difficulty, everyone finally stood in formation.
Wu Jia arranged the tasks that followed.
There was not much to it.
Some people would remain behind at the dockyard. The rest would be divided into different teams under