Him and their stars.

Chapter 1942 Old Comrades
The four of them, plus the long-lost Marshal Paris, are the newest leadership of the Community Military. If you ignore the small problem that they haven't seen each other for a year, and even the smaller problem that they don't have time to hold an online meeting, just from the personnel point of view, it sounds pretty formal.

Moreover, the government in exile still appears to be ready to fight to the end. If we ignore the minor issues of them being in Nephi, they do sound much tougher than the original Earth government.

"At least until now, we are still a legitimate national army belonging to the exiled government." Feifei said.

Yu Lian nodded: "Yes, at least now...ah, we are a legitimate national army. However, during the war, the frontline commander can of course make arbitrary decisions on the spot."

He said to Deng Zhengqing: "I will ask the engineering team and..."

He glanced at Xiao Hui, who was floating in the middle of the conference room eating a melon. Although the latter gave him the middle finger without hesitation, he did not object.

"And the Bifang system on the Silence, perform another thorough repair on the remaining warships. Then, hand them over to Peleliu River's rebel army."

The officers followed suit. Deng Zhengqing's answer was full of emotion. He thought he had received a lot of help from the rebels and really wanted to leave something for his allies.

"Also, have the Intelligence Department and the General Staff begin summarizing the troop movements of the Imperial Fleet and developing a sailing plan. I want to hear your report in 24 hours."

Captain Nemo nodded vigorously with a serious attitude. He always put Commander Yu's request as the first priority in everything. Not to mention 24 hours, even if it was only 12 hours, he would never let his commander down.

Yu Lian hesitated for a moment and looked at the star map next to him: "However, our allies are moving towards Simoer, so we have to leave from Helots. If possible, we should also strike at the active forces of the Imperial Army."

He tapped the icon on the star map that represented the location of the Sobek fleet. If the situation was correct, these fleets should be hiding in the fortress here.

"Three Barbarossa ships. Three of them." Yu Lian smacked his lips, looking like he was drooling.

Even Captain Nemo, who always put his superiors' will first in everything, couldn't help but look embarrassed.

He is now like an exhausted office worker. His body is hollowed out after a day's work. He is thinking of relying on a dinner full of unhealthy fats and high calories to prolong his life. However, at 5:55, he receives a request from his boss, "I want a PPT, before work tomorrow."

Yu Lian laughed: "Don't worry, I just said it casually. After all, I am not a devil. I will not lead you into danger for the sake of immediate results. Of course, the first priority is to safely reach the Iron Star System."

Captain Nemo managed an awkward smile, but he did seem to relax.

Although the boss’s PPT requirements were as ridiculous as Party A’s, the deadline was extended to next week after all, so the pressure was finally not so great.

In this way, this glorious meeting, this successful meeting came to an end.

Generally speaking, whether a meeting is successful and practical, or just a joke, is to see whether everyone is seriously dealing with the business after the meeting. Judging from the way everyone gets busy afterwards, it should be perfect.

As for Yu Lian himself, he finally had a short break.

After all, he had just fought hundreds of rounds with the runaway Xia Li and the core will of the mother nest for most of the day, and even experienced his cells being torn apart and decomposed into atoms dozens of times. It was not excessive to want to take a break, right?

Of course, this is also because Marshal Yu absolutely believes in the subjective initiative of his comrades.

This was indeed the case. While he was snoring, all the work began to proceed in an orderly manner.

The intelligence department further detailed the surrounding Imperial military situation and began to collect information from the Titanium Sector and the Gate of Glory. The General Staff conducted at least five combat simulations on their own combat power - the only ship - and the currently known combat power of the Sobek Fleet, and finally came to the conclusion: With the combat power currently displayed by the Silence, it should be able to kill more than three Barbarossa-class ships, but the energy loss may be too great, and the possibility of being blocked by the surrounding Imperial fleets coming to support cannot be ruled out.

There was no way. Although Marshal Yu said that he was just saying it casually, his subordinates certainly could not just listen to it casually.

In the process of repairing the remaining seven sisters of the commerce-breaking fleet, there were more urban legends such as "the spirit of the universe appeared and guided us to discover safety hazards" and even "the ship spirit appeared and the ship actually healed itself", which made the soldiers suspicious.

However, this has happened before. Even during the Conviction War, there were urban legends such as the "Ghost of the Cook Ship".

Rather than saying that everyone encountered a ghost, it would be better to say that the righteous Earth warriors were favored by the battleship spirits. Of course, in essence, rather than saying that they were trusted by the battleship spirits, it would be better to say that the fleet commander was blessed by the spirit of the universe.

Once everyone accepted this setting, they became calm about all abnormal developments, and morale even improved a lot.

The only person who was hit hard was William Banner himself. He really began to doubt that he was incompetent and could not repair the ship in Bazan City. Anne comforted him: "Don't underestimate yourself. Your past maintenance records are perfect. Even an old classmate like me would be shocked. I finally realized now, William, that you are not just Dana's licker... Well, what I mean is that with your experience, even if you want to find a job with an annual salary of tens of millions in a top rowing team, it's just a matter of time. I'm talking about Xinxing!"

Banner looks like "How can I, a soldier, be bought by money?", but if you look closely, it seems to be quite useful.

Anne added, "Anyway, once you're on this ship, there will be many things that will surprise you in the future. First of all, you have to learn to get used to it, and at the same time, learn to have a psychological balance and reconcile with yourself."

I don’t know if William Banner really listened to it, but at least he no longer looked dazed and almost collapsed.

When Yu Lian completely ended his six-hour deep sleep, he saw everyone working hard with the cooperation of the Bifang robot.

He was very satisfied and decided to temporarily separate himself from the role of commander and become a hardworking psyker.

"I have learned some new things from the core of the mother nest, and now is the time to digest them. If I can figure out the complete flow of psychic energy and mental power, I can teach you." Yu Lian said to Feifei.

Feifei immediately revealed a sad expression: "Tsk tsk tsk, I actually have to rely on Yu'er to teach me. We have known each other since birth, and I was the one who taught you the Atomic Fist, and now you want to teach me too? Ahaha, I was the one who taught you the breathing method for building your foundation, and now you can teach me too?"

"Where do I need to learn?"

"Of course I have to learn. These new moves must be related to that sister, how can I not learn them?" Feifei snorted coldly: "It's a good thing you took the initiative to say it."

"Well, what if I don't take the initiative?" Yu Lian asked curiously, but then he almost wanted to slap himself because of his quick words.

"That Tiandi Tongshou thing, it has been seriously improved recently and now has a lot of new functions." Feifei smiled brightly.

Regardless of what mental state Yu Lian was in when he began to meditate, the other soldiers were always working hard and enthusiastically.

So, after nearly a day of busy repairs, the seven warships that received psychic repairs were not completely new, but at least their health bars were replenished a lot. Not to mention participating in high-intensity wars to confront the main force of the empire, at least they could harass the supply lines, and they didn't have to worry about the ships falling apart after a few jumps.

Yu Lian, who had returned to reality from meditation, finally received a message from Peleliu Riverman. He and his fleet had finally arrived at the next star system, and were finally within the range of instant communication.

Of course, the young rebel leader was a very pragmatic man who could read the atmosphere well. He probably guessed that his allies had many secrets, so he simply stopped his fleet in the next galaxy.

At least in terms of emotional intelligence, he should be a qualified leader and does not seem to have self-destructive tendencies.

Yu Lian chose to talk to the other party in his own commander's office.

After 4 years, he met his followers at the God of War Festival again. Although they were separated by a screen, he felt a little sad when he saw the young man, who was different from his memory, appear on the screen.

He looked at the other person, still posing as a senior: "You have indeed changed a lot. Compared to when we were at the God of War Festival, you are indeed more like a typical warrior."

To put it bluntly, the Franmores were similar to the amphibians in a classic fantasy chess game that Yu Lian had played in his previous life. He really thought that the people of this race looked similar.

Of course, the Franmoors might have the same sense for humans.

Even Yu Lian himself had to rely on the subtle insight of a psychic to distinguish individuals by the distribution of their scales, the shape of their fins, the distance between their eyes and the subtle lines on their faces.

Not to mention, after not seeing each other for four years, everyone has experienced a lot, whether it is growth or progress, the spiritual changes will eventually affect the appearance.

However, Yu Lian still recognized him at a glance.

The young and strong Franmoor was indeed much more muscular than the boy during the War God Festival. He looked as if he had been taking protein powder for four years. The scales on his face were so fine that they were almost invisible, and they showed a cold blue light. He looked like a carved stone standing in the tide.

The two sides were ten light years apart and communicating through the screen. Yu Lian couldn't see the other party's current strength clearly, but he could feel the evolution of power just from his spirit.

However, when facing Yu Lian, he still showed his elegance and gentleness, with a shy smile, but his eyes were bright, just like the passionate and sincere, yet calm and composed young man of Franmore in the God of War Festival that year.

He smiled candidly. "Ordinary people are more willing to believe in a strong leader. This is a feature of our era, or perhaps a common problem. In your words, perhaps this is the limitation of the times. When we cannot change, we need to actively adapt for our own goals. And I can only try to make my appearance more in line with the needs of ordinary people and soldiers for leaders. This should also be a way to solve specific problems."