The company branch's skyscraper.
Inside the combat conference room on the eighty-sixth floor.
The room was spacious enough to hold hundreds of folding chairs, along with a podium equipped with a holographic projector.
At present.
Hundreds of people from different organizations were seated here.
There were a hundred covert agents dressed in matching dark-purple sealed combat suits, Security Commanders in dark-blue combat suits, and officers from the UNSC Army in dark-green uniforms.
The covert agents made up the largest group. Even Nasha and Ripa, the two trainee agents, had changed into dark-purple combat suits.
At least a quarter of the covert agents were Sangheili.
After all, the Elites did not need Black Tyrant serum to reach or surpass the limits of human combat power.
The second lieutenant from before had changed into a pale-white commander's combat uniform and was standing beside the podium.
Meanwhile, the person standing on the podium and droning on about the parasites' characteristics with the aid of the holographic projector was a technician in a white lab coat with a partially bald head.
"Geez..."
At that moment, the second lieutenant, his hands clasped behind his back, clicked his tongue impatiently and said sternly to the technician:
"Dr. Yang, please get to the point. How are we supposed to deal with this group of parasites? Even the nearest battle group will need five hours to arrive.
"Judging from the parasites' current offensive, this building won't last five hours. By then, tens of thousands of survivors will be dead.
"So get straight to it. Do you have a way to directly resolve this anomaly?"
"Sorry, Lieutenant. I got carried away," the Chinese-American Dr. Yang said with an embarrassed smile.
Then Dr. Yang operated the holographic projector, displaying a large tadpole-shaped insect.
The insect's skin was transparent, with only