Benjamin Moreland's face was grave, the news that the nation was going to use force to subdue W had ultimately been leaked.
This military operation was top-secret, the higher-ups were very attentive to it, and from the start had taken measures to ensure confidentiality. Yet W had still gotten wind of it; the spies planted domestically by them could not be underestimated.
Benjamin Moreland's eyes narrowed slightly; so what if they knew? This military operation was meticulously planned, and he was confident that he would strike W so hard they'd dare not act up again!
Putting away his phone, he was about to turn around—
"Commander." Thompson's voice sounded from behind. Unlike his usual respectful demeanor, Thompson's voice now carried a hint of cold ruthlessness.
A thought crossed Benjamin Moreland's mind; he had no time to think it through as he turned around. What lay before him made his gaze suddenly darken.
