Liu Changxun didn't raise all these problems just to complain to Bai Zhizhan; he wanted Bai Zhizhan to step up.
Even if complaining, Liu Changxun should've gone to Xue Yuanzheng.
"What does the top brass mean by this?"
"The Grand Secretary's attitude is very clear. Before achieving strategic victory in the Northwest, we'll handle naval affairs ourselves," Liu Changxun said with a bitter smile and a sigh, "Even if we send Lian Xusheng over, it would take at least half a year to make a breakthrough. From my understanding, not only do we have to bear this burden ourselves, but we also need to take on some of the Grand Secretary's worries. In the coming half year, the Navy won't be able to get much in the way of resources."
Bai Zhizhan nodded and rubbed his forehead vigorously.
Actually, Liu Changxun's words were already quite euphemistic.
Shifting strategic focus to the Northwest was mainly for political reasons.
