The four of them, together with Marshal Paris, who had been out of contact for a long time, made up the Commonwealth military's latest leadership. If you overlooked the minor issue that they hadn't seen each other in a year, and the even smaller issue that they hadn't even had time for an online meeting, then from a personnel standpoint, it all sounded fairly official.
And the government-in-exile was still putting on the appearance of being ready to fight to the bitter end. If you overlooked the minor issue that they were in Nephe, it really did sound a lot tougher than the old Earth government.
"At least for now, we're still a proper national military under the government-in-exile," Feifei said.
Yu Lian nodded. "Yes, at least for now... No, wait. We are a proper national military. It's just that, in the course of a war, frontline commanders are of course allowed to make decisions on the spot."
He turned to Deng Zhengqing. "I'll have the engineering team, and..."
He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Little Gray, who was floating in the very middle of the conference table and enjoying the show. The latter decisively gave him the finger, but didn't object.
"And the Bifang system aboard the Silent will thoroughly repair the remaining warships. Then we'll hand them over to Beryliu Hewen's rebel army."
The officers accepted their orders one after another. Emotion colored Deng Zhengqing's reply. He felt that the rebel army had helped them a great deal, and truly hoped to leave something behind for their allies.
"Also, have the intelligence department and the staff department start compiling information on the Imperial fleet's movements and draw up a travel plan. I want to hear your report in 24 hours."
Captain Nemo nodded vigorously,