Tangqiao looked at Ken Tevez and summed it up.
"In this case, if we want to continue to fight, it is not a slow and steady plan, but radical enough to create a miracle plan. The general wants to build another Xinghe team because he knows this, but we don’t have a second Ji Xinghe and a second Li Yuanba."
I know that, okay?
Ken Tevez, who was called a fool by Tu Yuan, had a fleeting doubt in his heart and his eyes were firm.
"Yes, it is."
Kantevez said regretfully, "If Ji Xinghe can command the sequence, we can launch a real counterattack against the empire instead of a defensive war like now and in the past."
Around the staff have echoed.
These sounds are harsh, like flattery.
"Tangqiao" Kentevez didn’t know what Tangqiao was thinking and asked, "What do you know about Ji Xinghe? He can always work miracles. Can this characteristic be replicated?"
Ha ha…
Tang Qiao sneered in his heart but his expression did not change.
"According to my understanding of Ji Xinghe, I think what he has always been able to create miracles, or that his war plans are always so bold and radical. There is a hatred for people."
Kentevez is noncommittal. He doesn’t know the problem himself and never gives his opinion easily.
But he is really curious.
Some of the staff around him were worms in his stomach, and a lieutenant colonel staff asked for him, "hatred?"
Tang Qiao nodded "yes"
Lieutenant colonel staff retorted, "but everyone of us has hatred for the empire, especially the soldiers who have been on the front line. How can they not hate the empire when they witness the sacrifice of their comrades?"
Tangqiao slightly thoughtfully.
"They hate the empire, but they don’t have the strength of Ji Xinghe, and they don’t have the decision-making of Ji Xinghe’s current battle plan."
When answering this question, Tang Qiao’s line of sight moved to the screen, and the screen showed that the repair cabin No.4 was repairing the mecha Ji Xinghe.
He was about to repair all the mecha of the Xinghe team, but the imperial pursuers still failed to chase them.
Tang Qiao continued, "We have higher decisions than Ji Xinghe and can mobilize a lot of troops, but we don’t hate the empire as much as Ji Xinghe hates the empire."
Lieutenant Colonel’s staff frowned. "What are you talking about? Everyone hates the empire the same."
Tang Qiao looked at the lieutenant colonel and asked seriously, "Do you have a son?"
"hmm?"
"Do you love your son?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Are you sixty-six years old? Shouldn’t it be sixty-five? "
"What are you trying to say?"