The heavy blast door silently closed behind Song Heping, severing the last trace of outside clamor.
Inside the intelligence analysis room, only the cold white LED lights emitted uniform, temperature-less light, illuminating the enclosed space cast in reinforced concrete.
The massive main screen nearly occupied the entire wall, and at present, it displayed a harrowing image—a military situation map of the entire Siria.
These were battlefield command systems provided by Russia, as indicated by the Russian labels on them.
The government army's blue-controlled areas were compressed like flickering candles in the wind, primarily concentrated along the western coast and around Damascus. Meanwhile, the red, black, and yellow representing the opposition armed forces and extremist organizations were spreading and eroding like corrosive toxic pus, aggressively advancing from the north, east, and south, piercing sharply towards the precarious blue core.
