By then, Ronan and the others had reached the upper-middle section of this landmark building, the protruding spine of the Blood Moon Hook.
There was a small observation window here. Though it was not the highest point, it was already enough to overlook the West Suburbs and the neighboring urban districts.
No one present knew what Tang Li was thinking, nor whether his remark was merely small talk or carried some deeper meaning. Mei Zhu gave a vague response, while everyone else remained silent.
"We drove from the district center to here in what, half an hour? During rush hour, it would only take longer. That half-hour journey is no small burden when it comes to moving our forces."
It was the truth, and a serious point.
Everyone present unconsciously relaxed a little. Mei Zhu also responded readily, "The location of the district center is a historical leftover problem. Everyone knows that, like the Great District Center, it would be best if it were nearby, but there's no way to resolve that in the short term... Still, in extraordinary times, temporary measures can be taken. The deputy directors can rotate shifts and work here."
Tang Li chuckled softly. "The Great District Center may not be suitable either. One tower came down and directly crippled both centers. Heavy weapon use is restricted there too... Of course, in the end, it couldn't be restricted. It's just a pity about those colleagues."
Everyone here had heard something about the brutal battlefield beneath the Silver White Sword Tower in East 824 District last night, and all of them felt something stir inside.
Mei Zhu swept her gaze around, shook her head slightly, and tried to steer the conversation back on track. "Of course, we must also learn from the Great District Center's experience and