The General walked into his own office with the officer who shouted back at Marcus behind him. The officer closed the door as Kroc sat on his chair behind the large desk filled with various documents and looked at the officer in front of him.
"Tell me what is on your mind, Bark."
The officer, Bark, looked at Kroc and said while lowering his head, "General, I think it's unfair. The military is doing most of the work like supply runs and defending the camp. Without us, this camp would not survive until now. Those people out there are who we saved in the past few days." Peeking at Kroc's expression, which remained the same.
"I just think, we deserve more respect than what we receive here. Especially from those dogs which were in the government."
Kroc could only sigh hearing the frustrated officer. He looked out the window towards the other buildings and workers constantly moving.
