Diana took Donna to the Boom Tube Chamber. Now, only Deathstroke, the ape, and Green Arrow and his ex-wife remained in the conference room.
Oliver watched red dots light up from time to time at various locations across Earth on the wall display and sighed. None of them were major incidents, but they all undoubtedly represented one kind of minor trouble or another.
"We need to go back to the control room for our shift. Dispatch work is the dullest job there is; probably only Batwoman can stand it. Want to take a look?"
One of the main duties of the hero on shift was sitting in the dispatch room and watching all sorts of screens. Whenever a Superhero somewhere on Earth needed support, the person on duty was responsible for deploying reinforcements or providing tactical guidance.
So not just anyone could do this job. If your own tactics were a complete mess, how could you possibly advise someone else?
Just imagine Arthur taking a shift in the control room. If someone asked for tactical guidance, he would definitely tell them, "Just charge in and get it over with."
Not everyone could take a beating like he could. Doing that would get people killed.
In the past, Batwoman, Superman, Cyborg, and Martian Manhunter took turns on duty. They were either Master Tacticians, top-tier hackers, or, at worst, powerful individuals who could instantly reach the scene and solve the problem.
Later, Hawkgirl and Green Arrow joined the rotation, sharing some of the burden. But even when Batwoman was not on duty, he secretly monitored every dispatch order issued from the Hall of Justice remotely from Gotham. If a plan got truly outrageous, he would cut off the communications from his end.
When Batwoman designed the Hall of Justice, the result was