The soldiers were utterly baffled. What new stunt was their commanding officer pulling now? He really was impossible to figure out!
Although they could not understand, their commanding officer had given an order, so they had to carry it out to the letter.
Immediately, some shut down the engines while others lowered the sails.
The Marine Battleship came to a stop.
It sat there on the sea for a full hour before finally moving again.
Another half hour later, the Marine Battleship slowly pulled up to shore.
"All of you stay aboard."
Leaving them with that instruction, Randall jumped off the ship.
The soldiers on deck could only exchange bewildered looks.
Once on the island, Randall swept the area with his Life Radar and soon located five life-forms whose auras clearly marked them as anything but ordinary.
His eyes narrowed, and he headed toward them.
Meanwhile, five people stood or sat in a clearing on the island.
They wore all sorts of masks, but all of them were dressed in matching White Suits.
A man whose mask was engraved with two concentric circles grumbled:
"What the hell are we waiting for? Why don't we just get started?
"Do we really need help from some wet-behind-the-ears Marine brat?"
His words dripped with disdain.
"Exactly, boss! You were already kind enough to give him another hour, but he still hasn't arrived. He clearly doesn't take us seriously!"
The person in the red mask spoke. She was the only woman among the five.
"Then let's go. Once the mission is done, we'll go to the Marines and settle the score with him!"
The man in the black mask spoke in an effeminate voice. He was the one who had called Randall.
Only now, his voice was full of suppressed fury.
Just then, Black