Military Downsizing!

"Tap, tap, tap!"

The footsteps were firm and rhythmic. A few junior officers from the Black Annihilation Army's intelligence department stood scattered around the room, chatting and laughing.

Hearing the footsteps outside, they finally stopped talking.

The middle-aged man also wore black mystical armor. His messy hair draped over his shoulders, his face showed faint signs of age, and he looked utterly drained.

"Greetings, Commander!"

The middle-aged man turned around, his gaze like that of a vulture. Everyone present felt their hearts skip a beat as they repeatedly searched their minds for mistakes they had made recently.

Normally, they all sat together joking around. Whenever a mission came up, they simply sent their subordinates to handle it. Unless an order came directly from the Elder Council, they generally could not be bothered with anything.

But the commander's appearance today... instantly panicked these officers, who had been making small mistakes all along.

Smack!

An envelope was flung onto the long table. The middle-aged man raised his chin in indication, and the remaining officers looked at one another. In the end, the closest officer braced himself and opened the envelope.

The time, location, target, and mission were all clearly marked.

If everything written there was true, then this was indeed excellent intelligence worthy of serious consideration.

The middle-aged man casually sat in a chair, his fingers continuously tapping the tabletop. The thumping sounds filled everyone present with a bad premonition.

After the envelope had been passed around once...

Bang!—

The wooden table was smashed into powder by a tremendous blow!

"Who submitted this kind of ignorant, idiotic intelligence to the Elder Council?!"

A pale-faced young Dou Zong below the platform tremblingly raised his arm.

"Reporting to the Commander! I was responsible for this intelligence."

His gaze swept over him, and that piercing