Blu Command, a little past eleven on Christmas Eve.
Though Shire had nothing to do, he did not rest.
He was flipping through a novel, "Wulanspig Legend," which tells the story of the protagonist's determined struggle for national liberation and freedom of belief.
But in fact, Shire was passing time, waiting for possible developments tonight.
A few meters away, Ganmelin took a telegram from a staff officer, glanced at it, smiled slightly, and walked slowly towards Shire's desk. The sound of his army boots hitting the floor was heavy and demonstrative with each step.
Ganmelin stopped in front of Shire, made a formal salute and then handed over the report: "Commander, a telegram from Paris. They plan to transfer two divisions from the British Expeditionary Force and another division from the Northern Army Group to help us quell the unrest."
When he mentioned 'quell the unrest,' he slowed down and emphasized as if worried Shire wouldn't hear.
