Shenwei City.
Deep inside the heavily fortified military base that stood at the northernmost end of the country, General Yang leaned back on his plush leather chair.
He let out a heavy sigh as he ran a hand through his short-cropped hair.
His eyes were fixed on the dimly-lit room, which was decorated with a few military accolades mounted on the walls.
The room's silence was only broken by the soft whirring sound of the air conditioning unit.
Suddenly, his personal phone rang and snapped him back to the present moment.
Yang Jun groaned and stood up. He picked up his phone and answered the call in a gruff voice.
"Okay, I got it. You carry out your instructions as normal. I will deal with this one," he barked before hanging up.
He was already guessing what was going to happen next, so he moved his gaze to a picture of a young girl on his desk.
Yang Jun's forehead creased as the image of the girl cleared up in his mind. He knew he had to act fast.
