Forward Base, Combat Command Room.
The originally bustling and noisy combat command room now seemed deathly silent, with the vast space so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
Everyone was dumbfounded, staring at the images transmitted back by the wartime satellite.
Some even were so shocked that their mouths hung open unconsciously.
A relatively inexperienced staff officer swallowed hard, his voice like it was squeezed out of his throat: "Who is that?"
Awoken by the sudden sound, the chief of staff took a deep breath, barely maintaining his crumbling worldview.
"It should be the deputy commander of Cheng Zhiwu's tenth fleet."
"The one named Lv Bai?"
Speaking of Cheng Zhiwu's position, the senior commanders present might not have much impression, since in terms of rank, the tenth fleet's deputy commander is lower by one or two levels than many present here.
But mentioning the name Lv Bai, the senior commanders present immediately reacted.
