In the National Military Command Center of the Pentagon, data analysts worked tirelessly to decipher the signal that hacked the military network hours earlier. Each group contains several people who were either working to crack the signal, discussing ideas on who did and why, or just chatting in general.
At one of the far end of the tables, the woman named Maggie Madsen along with her team were working sat fixed to their computers, looking up when they saw the Bearded Analyst head over to them from another table.
Bearded Analyst: "Hey, guys." He called. "I think the other team figure it out." A knowing smile was spread across his face. "Iran." He revealed, whispering to them. The shaggy analyst shook his head in disagreement.
Shaggy Analyst: "Come on, man. This is way too smart for Iranian scientist." He pointed out calmly.
Spectacled Analyst: "What do think, kid?" He asked, leaning closer to Maggie. "Chinese?"
Maggie: "No way." She disagreed. "This is nothing like what the Chinese are using."
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Meanwhile, onboard the Boeing VC-25 known as Air Force One, some of the most important people of the U.S. were heading for the important business. Several passengers were attended to by stewardess.
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