Commander Li Wenqiang did not repeat himself.
He stood where he was, his rifle steady, and his gaze fixed on the young woman who had already dismissed him twice without bothering to stand. Around him, his men held position, spacing intact, weapons trained but controlled, waiting for direction rather than reacting to the tension in the room.
He gave it to them.
"Escort," he announced, his decision final. He didn't raise his voice, he didn't add more unnecessary words, just used a single one to put everyone in their place.
Chen moved first, stepping forward from the left side of the room with measured precision. Wang followed from the right, closing distance without rushing, while Tan shifted with Li to maintain coverage. Liu remained near the door, holding the rear position and keeping their exit secure.
