章 833: To Nokisi Point (1)

The tension in the room was very high as a man addressed General Volkov, the iron-fisted dictator whose steely gaze bore down on him with unyielding intensity.

Swallowing hard, the man cleared his throat before delivering the grim news.

"General Volkov, sir," he said, his voice tinged with a mixture of fear and urgency. "We've lost contact with Team Alpha. They've encountered significant resistance from the rebel forces."

"Damages?" Volkov asked.

"It appears the rebels were targeting camps A and B, and they also ransacked a weapon deposit, sir. We also have lost contact with several teams."

A heavy silence descended upon the room as General Volkov absorbed the gravity of the situation.

His jaw clenched with barely contained fury, his eyes narrowing into icy slits as he processed the implications of the loss.

"Explain." To the man, Volkov's voice was like a low growl that reverberated through the room.