President Fatah Saves the Escape

War

At the declaration of war, the intel-ii chose the moment to reveal a particularly helpful feature.

Its sudden ping blinded me with a whole lot of tabs as it usually did whenever I activated it and a sturdy, brown and spiked tab then floated in the middle of my vision.

~Wars~

I tried putting it aside to focus on the rest of Luciano’s report as it was the least translucent tab I’d come across but it wouldn’t budge. I had no choice but address the blaring red screen.

The tab was split into different sections and like most things with the intel-ii it had information that seemed to go on forever, I felt I’d be looking very distracted throughout the meeting but with a skim of the tab it looked like it would serve me more to pay it my undivided attention rather than pretend to listen to Luciano explain how we’d been caught by surprise.

“Luciano, I’ll get back to you on this soon. My orders are the same as ever. Defend.”

I didn’t need to see his face to know he looked grim. As it was it would