Standing in the center of it all, between Kalte's unwavering grin and the strange joking standoff between Anna and Angel, Naomi stood prim and proper, struggling to hold her composure as she represented humanity's last hope.Being a perfectionist to a fault, she felt like the way that these students weren't acting serious in these circumstances might drive her insane.
At least Anna had asked a good question...
"Our enemy is some sort of race of artificially-constructed monsters." The General said, explaining to Anna and Irene. "They've got some basic technology, but their forces are comprised mostly of extremely hostile creatures designed to come up close and tear your face off. It's like someone is designing them, almost, with beasts that can bounce bullets off of their armored chests. We've seen black wolves who hide in the ruins and strike in ambushes, and many humanoid things with armor and weapons that fight in disciplined ranks. They come in so many shapes and sizes that we can't give 'em a real name. Some troops have taken to calling them the Black Tide. Black like the tumor they came from, in numbers that never seem to end. Giving you descriptions of their forces is next to useless, because it's likely they'll have some other sort of hellspawned beast we've never seen before the next time they come crawling back out from that city."
At the second part of Anna's question, the man raised a disdainful eyebrow. "Miss.. trying to make peace with these monsters would be a mistake." He said. "This black tide isn't the only threat. Behind them, that tumor is spitting some sort of curse into the air that blacks out the sky and brainwashes everything beneath it into fighting against us. It's spreading, slow as hell, but it'll reach us one day. And when it does... we'll be forced to draw back our defensive perimeter or else we'll be brainwashed just like the rest of them." He turned to Naomi with an eyebrow raised. "I think I remember telling you about this. You've told your team what they're up against, haven't you?"
"I have." The girl replied, sheepish. She brushed a strand of black hair out of her eyes. "Perhaps they just wanted to hear it from you."
Grunting, the General seemed to accept her answer. "And what of your plans?" He asked. "So you want to go the quiet path. What does your team want from us, then?"
"That's a good question..." Naomi pursed her lips, thinking. "We can't ask for too much without simply drawing attention and accomplishing the opposite of what we want. In fact... excuse me for a second." With a flick of her wrist, the girl scooped up the folder the General had slid over the table. "If we're deciding on a guerrilla approach to entering enemy territory, I realize that it would be wrong for me to speak for everyone here. I'm going to show this to the team and hear what they think."
In her future sight, Naomi saw the office printer spring to life and print out a second copy of the city's layout. It was probably unnecessary, but she quickly reached out and pressed the Cancel button on the machine, stopping it before it could start, saving them a brief moment of bewildered confusion from the soldiers around them. She imagined the command must have come from Francene, and she smiled.
She would make sure the girl was included when she asked everyone for their thoughts.
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Naomi had gathered the team of students around her in a close circle. In her hand she held a picture of the layout of the city, taken from satellite imagery in impressive detail. "From what I understand... I have been given permission to ask for any resources we could possibly need. We can mobilize soldiers, ask for weapons, call for air strikes, and..." Naomi pursed her lips. "I think they would risk launching missiles for us, but we would need a pretty good reason for that... Anyways!" She coughed. "All of this is only to help us get into the city, because the army can't go too deep without risking getting taken over by the tumor's Curse. We must use this only to help establish a base somewhere behind the Black Tide's main force, which is spread out in a perimeter around the outskirts of the city."
One thing that she hadn't forgotten was just how massive this city was. Even now it was mind-boggling, and the prospect of travelling to its center on foor was intimidating to her. Even if they were completely unhindered by enemy forces, it would take them weeks to walk to the Tumor normally. She didn't want to think about how long it would take if they were in constant danger, every step of the way.
She sighed, brushing those thoughts aside for now. It would be better focus on one problem at a time, and right now that problem was simply breaking through the first couple miles where the enemy forces would be the most thick, even as spread out as they were.
"We could always simply start walking into the city and hope for the best." Naomi began. "We could scout for enemy soldiers as we go and do the best to avoid them... vehicles would be an option as well, but those are loud and could easily draw attention." She wanted to keep on talking, but this was something incredibly important. This time, she wanted to let the heroes around her discuss the tactics that they saw fit to use.
They had the entire military at their disposal. The only limitation was the attention that it would bring to use it, and the fact that soldiers would be unable to follow them beyond the city's outer limits. The rest, she supposed, was up to them.