At the old marshal's command, the place erupted in wails and cries.
It even caused some chaos. After all, there were no fewer than ten million civilians queued outside recruitment centers across the planet!
Fortunately, the recruitment centers repeatedly assured them that this would not be the only recruitment drive and that more would be held in the future. Only then was the chaos gradually brought under control!
Leaving aside what was happening on Earth, Will brought Lin Fan an interesting piece of news.
"Commander, I've already spoken with Commander Liang. There was originally no issue, but as you know, mech competitions have become hugely popular on Earth recently. The Federation's broadcast coverage will be no less extensive than that of any major sporting event! So..."
"So Commander Liang wants the Fourth Fleet's mech pilots to participate as well?"
"Commander, your guess is spot-on. That is exactly what Commander Liang means, and he said he won't be sending the entire fleet! He intends to select ten thousand mech pilots internally and have them come here together with the First Fleet's mech pilots."
"Mm, that's fine. By the way, I see you're holding a document. Has the competition plan been completed?"
"Yes, Commander. Please review it!"
Will handed over the report in his hand. It was a plan that nine staff officers from the General Staff, along with himself as Chief of Staff, had spent four full days drafting.
Will himself felt that the proposal was quite perfect.
"Mm, let me take a look!"
After taking the report, Lin Fan's 30% brain development made reading it absurdly fast.
He spent an average of only two or three seconds on each page. He flipped through the nearly hundred-page document and reached the final page in less than two minutes!
Will's heart immediately