*Klaus Jäger sat at a massive wooden table in his office, which was decorated in a simple and functional style. On the walls hung maps and diagrams with notes indicating the progress of military operations. A lamp with a green shade illuminated the space in front of him, casting a soft light on a stack of neatly folded documents.

Yager's attention was focused on the papers. He held a pen in his right hand and meticulously filled out reports, checking data and entering his notes. Nearby lay a seal and an inkwell, as well as several tied up folders containing documents that required his signature.

From time to time he was distracted to look at the map hanging on the wall opposite, assessing the current situation and planning further actions. Jaeger's face showed concentration and intensity, reflecting the responsibility he had to carry out his duties. Through the slightly open window the muffled sounds of a military base could be heard, but silence reigned in the office, broken only by the creaking of a pen and the rustling of paper*