Persia.
Revolutionary Guard Headquarters underground command center.
The room was dimly lit, with a massive electronic map occupying an entire wall, flickering with lights indicating troop deployments, radar coverage, and various intelligence markers.
The air was filled with the low hum characteristic of electronic equipment and a faint smell of ozone.
Avanti stood before the gigantic situation map, his back turned to Major Naxin, who had just reported to him about the attack on Song Heping and the possibility of a leak.
The angry and bloody roar of Song Heping seemed to still echo in his ears, each word striking his face like a whip.
"Sieve..."
Avanti's voice was low and hoarse, breaking the oppressive silence.
"He's right. Our 'Garden' has been planted with more than one poison seed by the enemy."
He slowly turned around, his face expressionless, yet his eyes burned with anger.
"Naxin!"
"Yes! General!"
Major Naxin immediately straightened his back.
