Special Operations Command Center, Command Hall.
The space was incredibly spacious, stretching two thousand square meters, with walls lined with electronic screens displaying feeds from every surveillance camera in the Capital City.
At this moment, the special ops experts in green were in disarray: either their fingers were swiftly typing on keyboards to operate computers, or they were using landlines to make and receive calls continuously.
It was a scene of bustling activity.
"How's the situation?"
Guided by a special ops expert, Ye Huan stood directly below the largest electronic screen, measuring one hundred eighty, within the hall.
As soon as he got there, he cut to the chase, asking Ye Tiance about the situation.
"The situation is very unfavorable for us. You must have already heard about last night's incident."
