"Does the vice admiral mean to let the fleet just go headless and attack Tantalus, and then show themselves in front of these panicked boatmen, that they may be inspired by some mystery to give up resistance, so that we can shackle them?" In the battle report room, Fan Zeyang, chief of staff of the Fifth Fleet, interrupted Frank's speech in the corner of the back row at this moment, and the latter looked directly at the several fleet generals in the front row without squinting, but a dark cloud clearly appeared on his face.

"The Boat Returnees have been in Yitong for two hundred years, relying only on the complex and changeable distribution of the Tantalus asteroid belt, and now that we have an updated star map and absolutely accurate clues, as long as the plan is well planned and the timing of the attack is well controlled, it is not a problem to take the largest group of their population without bloodshed." Frank continued what he had just said, but he seemed to be answering Fan Zeyang's rude interjection.

So what is careful planning and good timing? Lieutenant General? Fan Zeyang continued to interject in a strange tone, Evan. Frank originally wanted to take advantage of this to get angry, but found that none of the generals in the audience were looking at Fan Zeyang, but instead stared at his reaction with a playful expression.

"The plan formulated by the General Staff, the resolution personally issued by Chief of Staff Hodge, I haven't talked about it yet, and some people start to be anxious for no reason." Frank still doesn't look at Fan Zeyang, his eyes are on Raphael. Cohen and Yellow Crane swept around their bodies, and when their eyes swept over Fazzani, the latter smashed his lips and turned his eyes to the sky and began to use the same method he had done against the Chief of Staff of the Fifth Fleet.

"Fair, Lieutenant General, but let me interject again...... Why are you so sure that this so-called 'absolutely accurate' tip must be accurate? Fan Zeyang continued to raise his head and ask questions, and this time Frank finally set his eyes on him.

"No comment, Brigadier General Fan, this is an internal matter of the Intelligence Bureau, and the people and organizations involved are military-grade secrets, and I believe that even you should understand this." Frank said impatiently, frowning.

"Don't get me wrong, Frank, the purpose of saying this isn't to tear you down, so you don't have to be so straightforward." The middle-aged brigadier general had begun to call him by his first name by this time, and Evan. Frank couldn't decide whether to be angry or not.

"Michael. Conway, your tipping provider, am I right? Fan Zeyang stood up in the back seat, facing Frank.

Heisenberg's ace industry hopes to keep the soul behind the company forever, and in recent years, whether in the business world or in the medical circle, this young man's name has been mentioned every time, and it seems to have some kind of magical power. In a recent article, Herronberg revealed that he was buying out Qilian's famous bio-application and robotics manufacturing company, and that the long-lasting external investment seems to be following in the footsteps of Heisenberg's chaebol and beginning to spread rapidly across various industries, even the silver alliance military enterprise in Samael City. The Chief of Staff of the Fleet said as he raised his voice, as if to give Frank some kind of footnote, but the latter seemed unmoved.

"Brigadier General Fan, the purpose of your words is to express ......," Frank pretended to be puzzled, but seemed to indirectly admit Fan Zeyang's statement about the informant.

"A reminder and a fact, Lieutenant General." Fan Zeyang seems to have been waiting for this sentence. "Michael. Conway is probably not as inflammatory, or mercenary as you think, this son is extremely smart and especially good at layout, at such a young age, he can create such a huge business empire in such a short period of time, just with the patent of intelligent prosthetics. Since he is such a business wizard, but he is not greedy for fame, and deliberately hides behind the stage, it seems to me that every decision he makes must be profound. ”

"Oh? Brigadier General Fan, hearing you say this, you already have all the insight into my thoughts, which is really a good skill, because no one here will know that you actually have the noble blood of the Kander. Frank patiently waited for Fan Zeyang to finish speaking, and then lightly counterattacked. He had been gathering momentum for a long time, and this half-lossy, half-funny remark made half the fleet commanders in half the room chuckle, and Frank was proud to find a pair of eyes in front of him staring coldly, it was Dino. Fazzani, Juer. Princess Greenras's new champion, the last chip that Old Man Shen pressed before he died, the red stewed spicy chicken of the Silver Alliance Military Committee today.

For Fazzani's hostile attitude, sensitive Evan. Frank had noticed it early on, but he wasn't very worried about it. The balance of public opinion is still tilting in favor of that unfortunate war, and it is really unwise to argue with an outburst household like Fazzani who has stepped on shit luck, but when the wind always turns, the title of fleet commander is bluffing, but it only takes a small defeat to completely break this nonsense myth.

A driver who graduated from the Ninth Stream Transportation Academy, but was actually named a bullshit general? The god of luck must be playing a bad joke with everyone, and as a person who has made it to this position step by step by doing everything to get to where he is today, he feels that he can't laugh at all.

"If you don't want to reveal your thoughts, maybe you shouldn't sign your name on the qualification certificate issued by Xiangyun Company." Fan Zeyang's speech after this finally made Frank's face change color.

"You...... What did you say? He didn't expect Fan Zeyang to even know this.

"Your brother-in-law's military supply reselling company in Samael City, hoping to survive forever, bought so many arms through his shadow account, Michael. Conway also wants to work with Werner. Did Heisenberg organize a private army? Fan Zeyang pointed out.

"These are top-secret information from within the Intelligence Bureau, how do you know about it, a little brigadier general?" Frank angrily looked at the current intelligence chief, Ethan, who was sitting on the edge of the front row. Daniels, who was expressionless at first, then just shook his head at him slowly.

"Don't stare at Ethan, Lieutenant General, he won't be my source of intelligence." Fan Zeyang said with a smile.

"Warn you, Commodore Fan, the bureau is not something you can understand as a fleet staff officer, and we have been in contact with Conway, but everything we have done is to bring down the cancer of the shipholders...... Frank said angrily.

"By indirectly sponsoring their branches, trying to start a lose-lose civil war?" Fan Zeyang frowned and asked. "But they apparently did better than you imagined, taking our weapons and arms, killing our soldiers, robbing Heisenberg's ship, and finally kidnapping 20,000 Silver Alliance citizens!"