"Damn it! Send support troops to the forest now!" Grandpa Lan commanded, his voice cutting through the tense atmosphere as he strode toward the conference room, the polished wooden floors echoing his urgency.
His subordinate, a young officer whose nerves were frayed from the unfolding crisis, caught up with him, urgency lacing his tone. "Sir, we just received a report from our personnel stationed at the forest's edge. The joint military and police forces have been annihilated by the strange helicopter we saw moments ago in the live broadcast."
The words hung heavy in the air, unyielding and foreboding. Grandpa Lan halted briefly, his shoulders tightening. "But sir, how did you know?" the secretary hesitated to ask, his curiosity battling with the gravity of the situation. Despite the chaos unraveling before them, he couldn't shake his confusion about how Grandpa Lan had grasped the dire implications of the flight within moments of its appearance.
