"There's news, there's news!"
When Li Mingbo ran over shouting, he attracted everyone's attention, looking as if the sky was about to fall.
Fortunately, Li Mingbo had already noticed it.
After glaring at a few navigation staff members who were snickering, Li Mingbo managed to control his emotions and walked over to Bai Zhizhan.
Although he was still a Nautical Advisor, Bai Zhizhan was personally in charge of air combat and there was no possibility of engaging in a gun battle with the Enemy Fleet; crucially, no Chief of Staff had been appointed yet, so on many occasions, Li Mingbo took on the responsibilities of the Chief of Staff for the Special Mixed Fleet.
To put it simply, he managed the staff at the Fleet Headquarter.
"We just received a telegram; old Zhu and old Shen have both been found."
"What!?"
This time, Bai Zhizhan's reaction of surprise startled everyone.
After Li Mingbo spoke, he suddenly stood up, almost jumping.
