Inside the vehicle, only Hakens was left, when the small door in front of Hakens' compartment was opened, and a middle-aged man with white hair from Iron Country lying in the driver's seat spoke, "Why waste these ten thousand troops? You could simply order them according to your plan to annihilate the enemy."
"General John Sonny, you seem to be overstepping your boundaries!" Commander Hakens spoke, as he looked at the rows of soldiers outside the compartment waiting for orders. They were tools for him to defeat the enemy, but also the proof of his disgrace.
This white-haired uncle from Iron Country was one of the Generals of Iron Country. He smirked and said, "One of the three Commanders who is famous for defeating the larger forces with smaller ones, Hakens, is now being given thirty thousand troops by the country to encircle the Clarni Self-Defense Army with only five thousand troops. This indeed is a disgrace, hahaha!"
