A week later, Yu Lian had completely put aside his distractions and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the promising career of military observer. Only then did he remember that he still had a detailed research report to submit to Supreme Command. As an outstanding young officer with a bright future who had already caught the attention of the higher-ups, Marshal Paris and a host of generals were probably waiting to read it as soon as it came in.
If old man Paris found out he'd been putting it off, he might actually send him a direct order to return to Earth and get it done.
Yu Lian didn't feel much pressure. Sitting in a place of honor and observing this grand live-fire exercise at close range hardly counted as hard duty compared with all those poor souls suffering and sweating on the battlefield. If he treated it as a feast for the eyes and ears of a sensible, well-adjusted man, he could consider this stretch of time a rare vacation.
Of course, some people thought watching a movie was a pleasure, but analyzing it shot by shot was torture. That only proved your love wasn't strong enough!
Yu Lian thought his love was strong enough. He still hadn't had a chance to command a large fleet in a strategic showdown, and he wasn't confident in his talent for it—not nearly as confident as he was in his transcendent training and combat skills. But he knew that day would come eventually. An opportunity to study carefully was one he absolutely couldn't pass up.
For the whole week, he felt as if he'd gone back to his final year of high school, when he'd buried himself in revision to get into National Defense University. The difference was that back then, Feifei had been