[Don't let public opinion cool down, keep stimulating them.]
[Quickly confirm the list of officers in the Saka Star perimeter fleet and find a way to influence their rank-and-file soldiers.]
Yang Ming's wristwatch vibrated twice, but he didn't look at it much.
Daphne opened the soundproof door of the lounge, frowned at Yang Ming, and walked over to him.
From her expression, the situation didn't look optimistic.
...
'...I won't harm any Imperial soldier who is kind to me.'
Bam!
An old man in loose casual clothes kicked the floating coffee table in front of him.
Atro's eyelids twitched violently.
As the First Deputy Director of the Military Intelligence Bureau, he could only stand honestly in the corner in this small room.
