"Please, everyone, remain calm."
War Readiness Zone 931 had fallen completely.
When footage from War Readiness Zone 931 reached the conference room through the surveillance equipment, everyone burned with rage.
These highest-level decision-makers of the Safe Zone were the strongest and most levelheaded people to emerge over its dozen-plus years of development.
Yet even they could not keep their eyes from welling up or their fury from boiling over as they watched Zone 931's defense battalions get wiped out one after another, and Rong Xin fight until he shed his last drop of blood.
Many shouted that they should fight the invaders and take them down with them. Chu Baxing even left his seat several times, intending to mobilize the troops himself for a fight to the death.
Wei Rulai kept calling the conference room, saying he could no longer stand it and asking whether he could charge straight toward the outsiders and deploy his battle formation.
Even Qian Wendao's face had turned ashen, his whole body trembling as he struggled to contain his hatred.
Chu Zhongxiong and the staff from the Secretary-General's office had no choice but to restore order again and again, hoping everyone would remain calm.
"Everyone, they sacrificed themselves for freedom. We must fulfill their final wishes. We absolutely cannot act rashly!"
Watching Chu Zhongxiong and the others repeatedly try to reason with everyone, Olof's chest heaved with anger. He could not help asking, "Chu Zhongxiong, how can you still be so rational? Why haven't you shown the slightest change in emotion?"
"Olof, I'm angry too. But I know that anger serves no purpose in our current situation."
"But you're still far too calm about the deaths of tens of thousands of people!"
"You're right. My composure is both my strength and my weakness."
Chu Zhongxiong