"It's finally dead. It's finally dead…" In an underground base, an old general kept muttering to himself as he watched the scene unfold on a grimy screen.
Vengeance was finally his, but all he felt was a deep sense of loss.
He clenched and unclenched his fists repeatedly. Finally, he let out a long sigh.
As he stood up, he started removing his military garb, piece by piece, before laying it neatly on the table in front of him.
After a moment of silence, he bowed deeply to his garments.
As he strode out of the room, there was already a group of people waiting silently for him.
"General." A soldier to his left had an apologetic look on his face."I hope you can understand."
He nodded, a calm expression on his face. He had been preparing for this moment ever since he had given the order.
After a momentary pause, he said, "Please help me apologize to Yang Lin and the other heroes who conquered the desert. I owe it to them."