In another corner of the conference room, a dozen people were resting, ready at any moment to receive battle orders. They could just find a random spot to lean on and recharge their energy.
"We're about to go fight with those bugs, any last words from you guys? Your account passwords, stock securities, precious metals, you can all entrust them to me for safekeeping. I have a long life!"
"Get lost! I've already made arrangements for my wife and kids!"
"Hahaha!"
Griss sighed, "We've done well enough to place our families within the Emperor Star Circle. At least half of the Empire's Administrative Stars are already exposed to the threat of the Insect Race, and their people can only hide in underground shelters."
"There's no way around it; if we extend the defense line, it's just giving the Insect Race a chance to hit us one by one."
"We've come this far; let's not worry about that anymore."
