In the core conference room, the massive electronic sand table almost occupied the entire wall, with blue and white lights representing the enemy's positions, clear and distinct, divided by the Donghuang border. To the east, it was all white, indicating it had been claimed by the Pale Demon, while to the west, there were only a few scattered blue lights spread across the long defense line.
Opposite the sand table was a heavy oak long table, with nothing on it except a few steaming ceramic tea cups.
Two men were arguing by the table.
The golden general stars on their epaulettes were somewhat dazzling under the cold light.
General Akseyel, deputy commander of the western war zone, was an old-school soldier with broad shoulders and ruddy cheeks.
His fingers had large knuckles that hit the smooth tabletop heavily, making a "thud thud" sound.
