Kolshek looked out the window of the Oval Office and into the Rose Garden beyond. This was where the American President did his day to day work. Luckily this room remained undamaged by battle. The rest of the building was riddled with bullet holes and fire damage unfortunately but that could be repaired. The Americans military had fought hard and bravely for their capital city, but in the end it had fallen to his superior forces. The enemy was in full retreat. This would do as his headquarters on Earth. Seeing their most precious building occupied would surely make the humans finally accept defeat. He sat on the leather chair in front of the resolute desk. It was rather small by Batarian standards but it did the job. The fighting had died down after a few hours with the remaining human forces either surrendering, or retreating into the countryside to engage in guerrilla warfare. Despite having massively superior firepower and technology, Kolshek had been horrified to learn of Batarian losses during the Washington DC campaign. 5,000 soldiers KIA, double that wounded and dozens missing in action. Nevertheless enemy losses had been catastrophically higher than his own, which pleased him.
"Any news on their President?" Kolshek demanded of an aide in the office.
"Sir, we uh..." He stammered.
"Where is he?" He screamed as he banged his fist on the table sending writing implements flying across the room.
"He tried to enter battle but his bodyguards knocked him out and carried him away. We almost had him. We believe they entered a tunnel system or bunker beneath the building. We're working on gaining access now. However their prisoners have been uncooperative even under torture. We continue efforts to tunnel into the primary bunker underground and enter the tunnel system." The aide said, shrinking away from any potential violent backlash.
"I want him alive! The sheer psychological factor of having their leader surrender to us could force them into an unconditional surrender. Find him. Now!" Kolshek roared at his subordinate as he fled the office to follow the orders he had been given. The admiral had been thrown into a rage when he watched the presidents broadcast urging the people to resist then ending it with a personal message to "fuck you." Nobody spoke to him like that, especially lesser species. The insult was intolerable. This President of theirs would be found, used for propaganda purposes once captured and then brutally tortured to death personally.
"Get their press in here." He shouted at the aide as he left the room. Surely enough within minutes the surviving members of the White House press corps entered the room carrying cameras and microphones. They were held at gunpoint. Taking control of their media would be half the battle in forcing them to surrender.
Sitting behind the Presidents desk in the Oval Office, with the Stars and Stripes taken away and replaced with the Batarian Hegemony flag, Admiral Kolshek spoke into the cameras and addressed humanity.
"Good evening Humans. As you can see, tonight I address you from the Oval Office, the seat of power of the President of the United States. Clearly, he has vacated the premises. He has fled like a coward. Your leaders are in hiding, your armies in disarray. It is time to surrender and accept the might of the Batarian Hegmony as the true ruler of this world. Those who cooperate can become rich and powerful. Those who don't...well we have the slave mines and mercenary brigades for them. Or a painful death. Your United States is collapsing. Washington has been overwhelmed, your White House in our hands. Resistance is futile. Surrender. Or die." The Batarian Admiral ended the broadcast and send the human reporters in the way. He hated all press, human or otherwise, but they had their uses.
Washington DC and its environs had fallen entirely. All local military bases had surrendered after heavy fighting. Elsewhere in the so called United States, the Batarian military was on the advance, fighting to take important areas of the country particularly New York, California and Texas. The Americans military forces were fighting back and resisting fiercely but the admiral was confident victory was in sight. The humans would surrender eventually...
Wouldn't they ?