Inside a secret underground military base in Arctic Bear Country, a middle-aged man, who appeared to be a lieutenant general, entered the conference room. His face was grim as he scanned the welcoming subordinates, who had all stood up. With his piercing triangular eyes nearly closed and emanating an almost imperceptible murderous aura, he took his seat, gestured with his hand, and immediately everyone sat down sharply in unison, their presence formidable. Judging by their gear, they were at least lieutenant colonels, predominantly colonels, including three senior colonels and two major generals.
"Gentlemen, you are all aware of the situation. This is a disgrace, a disgrace to our Arctic Bear Country. This shame can only be washed away with the enemy's blood. Currently, the whole world is laughing at us. The president has commanded us to spare no expense in bringing these people to justice and restore our national dignity."
