At the command center, Richard attentively monitored the ongoing preparations for the nuclear missiles, his gaze fixed on the screens displaying various feeds. The setup was located at a remote section of the New Clark International Airport, which had been repurposed as a makeshift launchpad for their military operations.
As he watched, a technician approached him with an update. "Sir, the nuclear missiles are being calibrated as per the new coordinates. We expect to complete the setup within the hour."
Richard nodded, acknowledging the update. "Ensure that all safety measures are strictly followed. We can't afford any errors," he instructed firmly.
Just then, Mark entered the room, approaching Richard. "Sir, there's Maria Santos here to see you."
"Really? Well, what does she need?" Richard asked.
"About the camp, I think it's important. You have to see her," Mark suggested.
