"No." I sighed as I signed another supply requisition form completely ignoring the begging man infront of me. Admiral Farhand... or was it Farhan. A new face Singaporean Admiral one of the few who survived Singapore's fall.
"What do you mean no?" He asked disbelief in his voice.
"No means no." I glance at him before returning back to the paper at hand. "I can't help you take back your country. Nor can you borrow any of my girls for such suicidal endeavor."
"You don't know that!" He exclaimed slamming a fist a top my table disturbing the paperwork that was stack a top of it, luckily none of it fell. I admit the guy was young and inexperience but he has heart and was a patriot. Sadly those die the earliest in the war.
"I've been in this fight for most of my life." I pause gathering myself reining in my anger."Don't. Tell Me. What. To. Do." I glared hard silencing any retort from the younger admiral.
"Sorry..." he mumbled backing away and crashing down on the chair provided for visitors. "I just want to liberate my country."
I sighed scratching my head in frustration. I hate it when people start sulking. "Look kid." I started catching the boy's attention. "As much as it pain me to say this but such operations are costly and takes time." I explained before pulling up a projected map of the earth. Red highlights began to shown marking enemy territory. Brightest among them was Singapore. "See this." I pointed at Europe which was filled with red dots. "Currently a large scale operation is underway at the European continent. Which means majority of the most powerful navy is there. Which also means they can't help you." I then turned my attention to the young man. "Now tell me how long did they had to prepare for this massive operation?"
"A month?"
"Try three months." I uttered closing the projected map. "It took three months of collaboration between the UN to launch a large scale operation in Europe. It would take that much time to launch the same scale for Singapore as well." I explained resuming my desk work. "Do you understand?"
"It won't hurt to try." At that my face fell onto my hands. Blind Optimism, God I hate those kinds of people. Bullheaded as well. I look at him and saw a burning determination. I knew this kid was a pain in the ass. But I didnt expect this.
"You do know you don't have a Fleet, right?"
"That's why I'm here." Apparently he was too fresh from the naval academy to know what he was saying. I sighed. The only way for such views to be corrected was break it. And the only way to break it is through live combat. I just hope they would forgive me for this.
"I'm willing to let you take some of my girls." His eyes brighten. "But." I stop him from saying anything. "On one condition."
"What condition?" He asked with a firm resolve. I sense no hesitation at all. People will hate me for this.
"A few miles from here we receive reports of Abyssal Subs patrolling the area. Your job is to clear that area with the Sub Chasers." I said handing him a documents entailing the mission parameters. "Do it successfully then maybe you would have some girls under your command."
"Yes Commander!" He saluted with a happy smile.
"Philippine Sea." I called out to the Essex-class carrier who was my current secretary on duty. "Lead this man to the docks. He'll be the commander for the Submarine clearing for the day."
"Yes Sir." The Fil-Am Carrier saluted before I handed her the real orders for the mission. A PvP exercise with the Allied Abyssals. She then turned to our guess and made him to follow.
The moment they were out of sight Anti Air Destroyer Princess appeared behind a mountain of to be signed paperwork.
"You know what to do."
[It... shall... be... done... Commander]