Taking on the Bizarre Tree was a life-or-death ordeal, not a dinner party. There was no room for everyone to smile and get along.
If everyone was getting along, it meant someone wasn't speaking from the heart, wasn't saying everything they wanted to say.
Jiang Yue was young, and his status in society was far below that of everyone present. Wouldn't he speak his mind without holding back?
The three executive directors who had yet to speak had probably begun to realize just how serious things were, judging from General Zeng's attitude.
This meeting was clearly going to be different from the harmonious meetings of the past.
The so-called Joint Command Group wasn't a place to come and pad one's résumé. Nor could its members sit around doing nothing or refrain from offering ideas.
One executive director thought for a while, then glanced toward Jiang Yue and gave him a friendly smile.
"Commanders, I personally agree with what Executive Jiang just said. A unit's discipline can't be built overnight."
"Given the unique circumstances of this era, and the diverse makeup of our forces, there are bound to be many uncertainties. It's a nice idea to expect everyone to unite of their own accord, simply because they want to, but reality won't be so accommodating."
"To be frank, I've also been observing the makeup of the various forces. Speaking behind closed doors, their personnel are a mixed bag, with all sorts of people thrown together. This may not be a perfect example, but take the unit from Heng City in the Central South Military Region. I personally think their attitude is all wrong. They're not here to deal with the Bizarre Tree at all. They seem more interested in settling grudges, chasing empty prestige, and fighting among themselves. Are they the