"Pass on my order, all the troops outside are to return to camp!"
The commander of the Ironbones Hero Regiment wore a stern expression as he relayed this message through the communicator.
Afterward, he reached for the phone on the table and initiated a series of calls.
His task was to liaise with local authorities and cancel joint operations in various locations.
Furthermore, he had to notify division headquarters of the situation.
Each call was made diligently.
The regiment commander's face remained etched with anger throughout.
In truth, he had worn this expression for several days now. There hadn't been a single smile or a visit home during this time.
He had maintained his post at the regimental headquarters, eagerly anticipating good news.
Now, the long-awaited good news had arrived.
However, he still couldn't muster a smile.
This time, his pride had taken a severe blow.
