In light of the bleak news from Luzon, the training in Landi resumed in earnest. It started as soon as the first Monday of April. The fear that I wouldn't be fast enough to make a dent in this war was resurfacing, and I spent my nights haunted by doubts.
While enemy prisoners were being executed in Boac, 215 new recruits were gathered for their first day in the training fields. It was a significantly smaller number than I would have liked. But it would have been playing with fire to entirely withdraw the garrisons from the southern towns. Even a temporary absence could invite disorder or opportunistic Pulajanes remnants.
So, for the second batch of advanced training in Landi, I chose the remaining one hundred recruits garrisoned in Boac, and another one hundred from the Santa Cruz recruits temporarily under the command of Capitan Mendez.
