Krell pondered for a moment, but still couldn't find any evidence. He had no choice but to press on, saying, "If you insist on using this design, I don't have any objections. But your side..."
"Don't worry. I've already discussed it with the Defense Committee. We can make some experimental modifications. It's only the hangar, not the engines or main guns. If there's a problem, it'll be easy enough to change it back."
Yu Lian wasn't lying this time. He really had reported exactly that to Marshal Parris and Mr. Maxwell, who had just taken over as chairman of the Defense Committee after the New Year.
After all, one was his former superior and the other his old headmaster, and he had a pretty good relationship with both of them. They'd approved his request.
As for the president, of course he had no objections either.
Yu Lian estimated that using the Type 1 assault craft hangar would save nearly a billion credits in construction costs. And even if something really did go wrong, the president could have one of his affiliated companies handle the modifications. Wasn't that just good business?
Anyway, if something did go wrong, the first person responsible would be Yu Lian, followed by the Defense Committee and the General Staff Headquarters. It wouldn't reach the president himself.
"All right, if that's what the customer wants..." Krell glanced at the design bureau's representative.
Well, there went another overtime shift. The bureau chief sighed, but modifying the hangar wasn't a major job. It would only take an hour or two.
"Brother Krell, remember to pay everyone their overtime," Yu Lian added.
"So why are you telling me?" Krell shouted. "I've told you, I'm just a regular public servant. I have nothing to do with the design bureau."
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