Sure enough, before the commander had even had three minutes to think, Chief of Staff Tivington said, "But when all is said and done, this is just defeatist talk! Chief of Staff Yang, you call this being proactive. I think it sounds more like not putting all your eggs in one basket. But why, sir, do you regard the fleet personnel who swept through the Dawn War as if they were eggs?"
Because the ones who swept through the enemy were the ones aboard the "Dragon of Daybreak," while our main force had been trapped beneath this fortress for three months. That was what Yang Xiyi thought, but he didn't say it aloud. The Commonwealth wasn't the only one that had been trapped in the Demon's Throat and suffered heavy losses. The Alliance had been there too. If he said as much, the chief of staff across the table might even take pride in it.
At that moment, Admiral Connaris nodded again. "That is indeed what puzzles me too."
Yang Xiyi sighed. Compared with being commander of an army, Admiral Connaris really was better suited to becoming a promising politician. That wasn't to say he was more skilled at civil administration. Rather, he had a good public image, was ambitious and fond of taking credit, and was also very good at listening to his aides and his team's professional advice. By a politician's standards, that was already a pretty good combination.
But it seemed that people like him could be described as open-minded and receptive to advice in a flattering light, or weak-willed, lacking in independent judgment, and easily swayed by those around them in a less flattering one.
If he had been the chief aide aboard the Independence, Yang Xiyi was confident he could have shaped the commander into