A heavily fortified mobile command center, hidden deep in Nine Dragons-controlled territory. The interior is filled with high-tech monitors, holographic maps, and encrypted communication lines. Outside, mercenaries patrol in the rain, the distant sounds of helicopter rotors thumping through the humid air.
Huang Jin stands at the head of the war table, his golden ring tapping against the polished metal surface. The screens around him flash with reports of uprisings, intercepted messages from rebel forces, and a growing international interest in Kalimantan’s destruction.
His face darkens. “This was supposed to be a controlled operation. Now, it’s spiraling into a damn revolution.”
Liang Ren, arms crossed, remains composed despite his leader’s fury.
“The rebels are small in number. We escalate now, we wipe them out before they grow stronger.”
Shen Ai, standing near the shadows, tilts her head thoughtfully.