Bruno watched the feeds like a man reading the cards of a poker hand that had just been dealt to him.
The war room's walls were glass and steel, every flat lit by scrolling maps, telemetry, and the ghostly blue of live imagery.
Satellite sweeps, a luxury the Reich had spent nearly four decades perfecting.
Bruno had begun investing into rocketry, optical lenses, electronics, computers, and just about every other technology needed to field such a network as early as the 1900s.
Not only giving direction where needed to cut out the guess work, but also acquiring the greatest minds in these individual fields.
It had been a monumental effort, and expense on his part. But it was proving to have paid off well beyond what he had paid.
Because Bruno knew these that while not as glorious as say turbojet fighters, combined arms battalions and nuclear powered super carriers. Satellite imagery, GPS, and eventually the internet itself would ultimately be the future of warfare.
