After Yang Xiyi had raised everyone's morale in his own way, he began assigning tasks to the officers.
He was incredibly thorough. He even planned to personally inspect the layout of the fortress guns on New Lushun. As things progressed, he insisted on checking the specific positions of every heavy gun and the programming status of the technical support units. Commander Liu of New Lushun was sweating bullets by then, and had been reduced to a mere yes-man, nodding along and passing down orders on the spot.
Even Fleet Commander Makarov—the "official" commander, who was the oldest and considered himself little more than a mascot—was swept up in the atmosphere. He dragged Eleanor and Yu Lian out of the conference room and held a phone conference in the corridor with all the captains. He even brought in Dr. Xie Yiwei, who was at the shipyard.
Weren't you worried at all about intelligence leaking?
"Just so you know, Yuli, we've hired Sir Xie as the Thirteenth Fleet's ship maintenance consultant," Eleanor said with a smile. "He accepted enthusiastically. We also took the opportunity to bring over his entire maintenance crew."
"There's no place for me at the Glory Hand Shipyard anymore," Dr. Xie said, shrugging over the phone. "I'll just treat this as a well-paid second-line job after retirement. The Empire can't exactly stop paying my pension, so why not?"
The senior student and old man Makarov could barely conceal their smugness. People had heard of the Empire and the Alliance recruiting talent from Earth, but who had ever heard of Earth poaching talent in return?
During the fifteen-minute call, the two fleet commanders repeatedly told everyone to inspect all ships and fighters three times over. Not a single thing could go wrong. Finally, they checked on the Scarlet Throne's repairs