Army.

A tall, silver-haired old man paced slowly with his hands behind his back.

Every step on the floor that is visible to the light will make a thumping sound.

It was as if it was directly knocking on the hearts of several men in military uniforms standing straight and solemn under the rostrum.

On the large projection screen, the data stream flashes rapidly.

No one spoke, and the quiet pin drop could be heard in the room.

"Report, Target Three, is locking on...... Nineteen Eighty-Seven...... Three-two, ...

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