"Which unit should we deploy?"
Tor Khan's voice lowered as his fingers moved back and forth between the defense line of Elbil and the Nasur Fortress on the tactical map.
"The core of my brigade must defend the city's outer perimeter. This is our foundation, not one soldier can be spared. The Presidential Guard must ensure the absolute security of command centers and key nodes, there is no manpower to spare... Are we really going to cobble together forces from the remnants or police we've just reassembled? That's not viable; it would be sending them to their deaths, unable to hold back Barzani's armored brigade for even an hour."
A brief and oppressive silence fell within the command center.
Everyone understood that without a proper, combat-ready unit, even the most perfect encirclement plan was nothing but a castle in the air.
It was at this moment that Little Masoud took a step forward.
His movement was small, yet it immediately drew everyone's attention.
