"Frontline report, five units have already been ambushed at close range, and the enemy has disguised themselves as our people. Please advise," the intelligence officer quickly explained, fearing to anger Henriks. If the situation weren't severe and unusual, the intelligence officer would not dare to interrupt the meeting at this moment.
"What?" The Chief of Staff had just reminded everyone about the possibility of imposters, and it unexpectedly came true. Worse yet, five reconnaissance teams were lost, estimated at ten people per team, totaling fifty men killed—an unbearable loss. The Chief of Staff swiftly looked at Henriks, his face as grave as iron.
"How dare they disguise themselves as us to launch sneak attacks—these people are definitely not ordinary, possibly Special Forces from another country. Immediately contact the prison side to find out who the escapees are?" Henriks angrily commanded.
