Kalaya Province had five Armed Spaceships. Their condition was worrying: the longest was five hundred meters, while the shortest was two hundred.
Yang Bo looked over the detailed configurations of these Armed Spaceships. Though he had been prepared for it, he still felt that his position was truly a sinecure.
They lacked personnel and logistical supplies, and the fleet had never undergone proper training. Each warship had only two-thirds of its actual complement, and even those two-thirds received only 70% of their pay.
However, Yang Bo had never planned to use these ships to defeat pirate warships. Capturing pirate warships would still depend on himself; he only needed a pretext.
"Someone, prepare sufficient supplies for the Bartlow. I'll lead the team out for training." Yang Bo directly summoned the Garrison Fleet's chief of staff and gave the order.
"Commander, we don't have sufficient supplies." Hearing the new commander's order, the chief of staff hurriedly answered, grumbling inwardly.
Although Li John was a mech Grandmaster, he knew absolutely nothing about warships.
"That's your problem. If you can't handle it, get lost. As fleet commander, I can't even take a warship out for training? If others find out, what will they think of me?" Yang Bo shouted in an utterly unreasonable tone.
Yang Bo used this opportunity to plant a Mental Seed in Jose. To his surprise, the man was actually a top student in command studies.
"Sir, warships are different from other things. Without adequate preparation, we could easily become lost in space."
"You can also see the warship's standard configuration and its actual configuration, so..." The chief of staff was a blond young man named Jose.
"I only want one warship, not the entire fleet. Whatever supplies the Bartlow lacks, take them from the other ships. Write up an application,