Spring, 1932. The embers of Seoul still glowed beneath a sky dimmed by weeks of smoke and ash, yet already the machinery of power had resumed its endless motion.
The war had not ended.
And neither had duty.
Bruno von Zehntner stood at the edge of the great map table in the temporary command center constructed on the outskirts of Vladivostok.
He and many others among both the German Strategic High Command and that of their Russian allies found it necessary to relocate closer to the front for the final days of the war.
The walls were lined with hastily constructed beams, the scent of fresh-cut wood still clinging to the cold air.
Outside, the banners of the German Empire flanked those of Imperial Russia. Inside, a war council was taking shape.
Alexei Romanov sat at the table's head, flanked by senior Russian generals, German field marshals, and political attachés.
