บท 150: Chapter 150: Lan Xue's Anger

Three days later, at a secret military base, within a brightly lit office, a burly and capable senior colonel was attentively flipping through a document. With resolute facial features—arched brows and piercing eyes—his stern gaze rested on the papers, his face etched with deep contemplation. Paired with his high, prominent nose bridge, he exuded an imposing aura of heroism. The rustling sound of pages turning occasionally broke the silence.

"Knock knock knock!" Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," the senior colonel commanded calmly, without taking his eyes off the document.

The door opened, and in walked a female officer with a spirited bearing. She was a major, her brows tightly furrowed and her face as cold as frost, giving off a sense of unapproachable distance. With several brisk strides, she approached the senior colonel, saluted, and then said, "Squad leader, there's an issue I need to report to you."