While Rajesh Patel watched the naval warfare unfold on the massive monitor before him, his face was calm and his hands were clasped tightly behind his back, but his mind was a storm of calculations and strategies.
The room was dim, illuminated only by the flickering screens displaying the battle.
Unbeknownst to him, Aurora had meticulously ensured that all external communications to them were cut. Cameras and receivers were monitored and their feeds were manipulated, isolating the PM and his staff completely from the outside world. Yet, the sounds of the battle ensuing above them couldn't be suppressed.
The tense silence shattered as soldiers burst through the office doors, their heavy boots echoing against the polished floor. The sudden intrusion startled everyone present in the room, breaking their focus.
"Sir, we have a serious problem," one soldier declared, his voice laced with urgency.
