The dozens of billions destroyed was still somewhat acceptable, but the crucial thing was the soldiers on board the ships. Those were all elites they painstakingly groomed, not to mention some of the newly developed weapons that weren't mass-produced yet. And now, all of it gone, before even making a single use…
"There's nothing that we can do, right?" Salon painfully closed his eyes and said, "This isn't a matter that can be resolved by looking for a scapegoat. Other than resigning, I really can't think of any other way. The only thing I know is that I am over."
"Maybe, this is the only way…" The President sighed and said, "I am unable to face the citizens of Merika anymore…"
Their misfortunes hadn't ended yet. Just as the three of them were planning their retreat route, a Meteorologist from the Weather Bureau rushed in anxiously and said, "Mr. President, Chief Itra, Chief Salon, we have bad news!"