The SkyNet screen flickered, reflected in the eyes of the staff, alternately bright and dim.
Everyone watched intently at the attack arrows on the screen, weaving through the mountains, like piranhas at different speeds, following different routes, converging on the same target, and then....
In an instant, everything turned to dust and disappeared.
A young Feiyang staff officer made a cross on his chest in reverence.
Thanking God, he seemed to return to the classroom at the military academy years ago, listening to a respected mentor explaining the highest realm of battlefield command.
"What is the pinnacle of command, this is an interesting question......"
The mentor's voice echoed in the spacious, bright classroom. The seats were filled, and the young cadets sat upright in their crisp uniforms.
