In the conference room, the conference table was fully occupied. The people gathered around there was the hierarchy of UA's power.
Not only senior officials of the Department of Defense were present, but also the politicians made a rare visit this conference room. From the left-hand side of the Secretary of Defense Ashton Carter, were President Hill, her chief of staff, and the national security advisor.
The atmosphere at the conference table was tense. Everyone had a gloomy expression on their faces.
The door of the conference room was pushed open, and a young man dressed in a suit holding a thick stack of documents strolled in.
"Morell, you are late." Ashton Carter was not pleased.
"Sorry, it took a while to print these materials... what happened to my seat?"
"There are a lot of people today." Sighing, Mr. Carter looked at the assistant standing next to him. "Help Mr. Morrel bring in a chair."
