"Invite him to the underground chamber."
Song Heping's voice was not loud, yet it carried an unquestionable decisiveness.
"Activate the highest-level security and anti-surveillance protocols. I'll be there shortly."
He paused, adding, "Also, have the 'Shadow' squad send over the final report of all observed abnormal troop and vehicle movements on all routes between Hulmatu and Titrick over the past twenty-four hours to my terminal immediately."
He stood up, habitually adjusting a collar that didn't need adjusting.
"I need to first assess the 'sincerity' our old friend has brought and understand the price tag it carries behind it."
The underground chamber of the command center was a transformed old cellar, with walls reinforced with thick soundproof and anti-electromagnetic leakage materials.
A small incandescent lamp hung overhead, illuminating the large table covered with detailed military maps in the center, and a few simple folding chairs around it.
