Wasn't it? Strictly speaking, putting an elephant in a refrigerator only took three steps. And that was more or less what Yu Lian was talking about now.
So Colonel Chaimen and Lieutenant Colonel Nani's expressions grew even grimmer. But since they were sitting in the front row, directly facing the pressure Yu Lian exerted, they could only keep trying to force smiles, showing that they fully supported every decision their commander made.
These two old-timers had been the ones taking "rookie" Yu Lian under their wing and flying with him just three years ago. Now they had become mere tools, bowing to his every command. It was hard to say whether they felt any of that hollow sense of how the wheel of fortune turned.
Yu Lian felt he should still call the two of them over for a chat after the meeting. A competent commander had to pay close attention to his comrades' mental health.
The few psions they had brought with them had performed quite well. None were particularly strong—two were Second Ring, and four First Ring—but even the oldest was only twenty-eight. They were still young and full of fire. Hearing that they would be facing a Star-Eater was bound to make them nervous, but seeing how confident their commander was had gradually put them at ease.
They were all young psions who had only recently joined the Commonwealth Guard. Most came from respectable Earth citizen families, with none of the slickness that came from years of adventuring or mercenary work. Throughout their service, they had listened to stories of Yu Lian's exploits and trained in the Four Symbols tactics he had "created." They naturally held him in at least the highest regard.
Yu Lian knew that every move he made right now affected the morale of