"But we can't connect to those experimental ships now."
Everyone else wore masks, hiding their expressions, but Lucifer, unmasked, wore the ugliest expression of all.
The Lucifer Organization had been his pride and joy before the bigwigs of the United States forcibly took it over. If anyone felt deeply connected to the organization, it was undoubtedly him. All of this was the fruit of his labor, cultivated over more than a decade.
Doctor Sean scoffed coldly. "If we can't connect, then so be it. Unit 3 God will use military satellites to locate us, then launch missiles! Bring out your keys now! We must grab the backup system and evacuate as quickly as possible!"
