Every officer in the entire operations conference room was a stakeholder in the Pelius Family's interests. Their own interests had long been tied to the Pelius Family, making them its staunch supporters.
Looking at these upper- and mid-level officers, Pelius seemed somewhat exhilarated.
The past few years had been suffocating! Anyone could come looking for trouble with them, yet they had no particularly good way to resist.
Confronting the various investigations from Congress, the Presidential Palace, and the Department of Defense would only agitate the Federal Government's sensitive nerves, turning a minor problem into a major one.
Only by letting them do whatever they wanted and showing that they had stopped resisting could they make the other side lower its guard.
After enduring all these years, they had finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel—and far earlier than they had expected! Their previous private plan had been to launch another round of military mobilization or even a war when necessary, increasing the East Navy's weight and status amid the tense international climate, thereby regaining a certain degree of freedom and authority.
But who could have imagined that the apocalypse would arrive so abruptly?
The Federal Government's fractured state had given every ambitious person the perfect opening!
"First, find everyone who doesn't belong to us. Don't touch them yet, and don't try to win them over either. Just find out who is one of us and who isn't."
"Then all we need to do is wait quietly for that day to come!"
Pelius glanced at his elders. "I obtained some information through private connections. In roughly eight to ten years, the Federation will organize for the people to enter shelters and live there in large numbers."
"So we won't have to wait too long before the day we