The President, Luis Truman, strode inside the meeting room followed by his secretary and two of his elite guards. He sat at his position and looked at the people already present in the room. There was the defense minister, three chiefs of armed forces that is army, navy and air force. There was also some defense personnel who held posts of high ranking. Everybody had been waiting for his arrival. They had been informed the previous day that the President wanted to have a private meeting with them regarding the border security issues. It was normal for the President to hold meetings of such kind to know what the situations were.

After the President had made himself comfortable, the defense minister looked at all the other people and asked the question which everybody had in mind. "Mr. Truman, why are we called here?"

Luis looked at the minister, hearing his question, and turned to his secretary. Taking it as the cue for him to speak, the secretary asked a question to all the people.

"The President has called for this meeting as he has an important thing to reveal. Before that, he would like to know how the condition is at the west border of our country."

Hearing the question, the army chief spoke up. "Mr. President, although the situation is completely in our hands, the other side is not backing off. The fight stops as soon as we capture their men. However, after some time again some people start attacking. So, many soldiers have been sent to the west border to extinguish this fire completely."

Luis nodded. As expected, many soldiers had been sent on this mission. Though the case was not complex, it was being made complex to divert their attention.

"Call back the troupes immediately," Luis said, folding his hands on the table.

"But why Mr. President? We need to find out why they are attacking us even though they are at a disadvantage. Also, we don't know who is the mastermind behind the attack." The army chief argued. Like everybody else, he too was perplexed listening to the President's orders.

"Call them back right now," Luis stressed.

Looking at the confused faces, he leaned back on his chair. "Give me reports on how our country's borders are being guarded."

All of them looked at one another hearing the absurd question.

The navy chief started with his report first. "Sir, the coastal regions are being guarded heavily. We are monitoring the international sea routes 24/7. We have also trained many naval soldiers to adapt themselves to any emergency situation. As of now, there is no possibility of danger at the coast from the sea route."

"Hmm. So, the southwest to the southeast side is not in danger." The President mumbled to himself.

"Sir, the northwest side is also not a problem except for the attack from those so-called terrorists, everything is under control. We have deputed the army as well as the air force to look into it. So, there are twelve thousand soldiers patrolling in that area from northwest till the upper north." One of the defense personnel said while everyone nodded in agreement.

"Okay. How about the northeastern side? How many soldiers are currently shielding the area?" Luis asked. Three directions out of four possible directions of the attack were secure. Only the northeast border was remaining. If is it is being guarded by a good number of soldiers, then there is no need for worrying.

"Sir, currently there are around seven hundred soldiers in that area. Before the attack at the northwest, there were around seven thousand soldiers." The army chief described the situation.

'That's it. The terrorists are going to strike from the northeast direction. It has fewer soldiers. So, it will be easy for them to attack. Also, it would take some time for the soldiers at the northwest to return to the northeast. By then, the situation would have gone out of control.' Luis analyzed.

"Call back your men at once. Leave around four thousand in that northwest area. Send the remaining men to take charge in the northeast direction. We might be under attack soon."

All the men were dumbfounded. The news fell on them like a nuclear bomb.

Sir, I don't understand. How can there be an attack all of a sudden? Do you suspect something, Sir?" The air force chief asked after thinking for a while.

"Don't you think that it is suspicious that the other party is still putting up a fight at the northwest borders even though we have defeated them every time? If I am not wrong this is their strategy."historical

"Ohh. They want us to concentrate on the northwest borders while they are planning an attack from the northeast direction." The defense minister grasped what Luis wanted to tell at once.

"Yes."

"Oh my god. I'll immediately take action." The air force chief looked at the army chief who nodded at him. Now they had to send out orders for their men at the northwest camp.

"How dare they!! They dare mess with us. Now let them see the power of our soldiers." The defense minister said banging his fists on the table.

Every other person in the room had the same feeling. They were ready to kill for their motherland and they were ready to get killed for their motherland. But they were not ready to allow somebody to kill their motherland.

After an intense discussion of their next strategy and plans, everybody but the President and his secretary exited the room.

"Sir, we found out our enemies plan in the nick of time. Else, it would have been late by the time we took some action if those wretched men executed their plan without our knowledge. Now, it will us who will give them a shocking surprise." The secretary said with a hint of admiration.

Luis heard his words and smiled. It was true that they had managed to save themselves from a huge disaster all thanks to the lady reporter. If she had not asked him the questions on the suspicious attacks at the press conference, nobody would have thought the possibility of approaching catastrophe.

'I must thank her personally after everything returns to normal.' Luis thought.

Meanwhile, the lady reporter he was thinking about, had dressed up as a poor, old woman and had admitted herself to the Good City Clinic on the pretext of abdominal pain.