You meet with your officers

You arrived at the war room to see everyone already there. You'd purposely walked slowly just to give them all a chance to arrive and were pleased to see that you wouldn't have to wait. After calling at ease after they tried to stand at attention you had them all sit down at the table that was the center point of the room. As you took your seat you looked at those who were the members of your inner circle. First was Colonel Sierra your 2nd in command, she was a tall woman of African Directorate stock as her dark brown skin, hazel eyes and short brown hair showed. You'd fought together many times and you were glad to have her at your side.

Next was a woman who was her polar opposite in appearance. Lt Colonel Baila was the spitting image of a northern European with pale skin and mid length dull blond hair and blue eyes. She was a bit on the short side but her muscular build dared anyone to call her on that. She had come up the ranks the hard way and she was a good fighter but she sometimes had trouble understanding when to use tactics rather than just brute ****.

Which brought you to the next person at the table. Major Tess obviously came from an Italian blood line with fair olive skin and long braided dark black hair. She was of standard height and build and she worked closely with Baila, mostly as her voice of reason. Where Balia was too aggressive Tess was too cautious so when the two were together they tended to balance out.

As one of the younger generals in the ESF they were your primary staff, according to **** charts you were supposed to have at least twice as many senior officers. With the number of garrisons that needed to be maintained throughout the ESF however there simply weren't enough of them to go around. Leaving junior generals like yourself short handed. Which explained the presence of the last two at your table.

You were certain that Captain Amelia was one of the rising stars of the ESF. Her lightly tanned skin, long neatly combed brown hair, and gray eyes made her quite a striking figure. You'd first noticed her when, then Lieutenant Amelia, had literally saved your ass when she'd noticed some of the enemy had gone missing. Not waiting for orders she'd taken a risky gamble that payed off when it caught them right before they could attack your command post. Where Balia was just aggressive Amelia was aggressive with initiative which made all the difference.

You didn't actually know much about the last person at your table. She was fresh out of officer training and was still learning how to be a leader in the real ****. Still you felt Lieutenant Dakota with her light skin, white hair, and green eyes should be at the meeting. For one to teach her a bit about large scale strategy and two in case anyone needed a drink brought over.

As you took your own seat you tapped a few buttons and brought up the image the captain had shown you just a few minutes before. "The UCA-