"What are you talking about, cats in holes? Old Zhao, you need to snap out of it!"
The captain at his side shouted.
They were old comrades. Even though Zhao Weiguo was the commander now, in the heat of the moment, the captain couldn't be bothered with formalities.
Zhao Weiguo squinted at the Eagle Country Fleet in the distance—a tangled mess already fighting a losing battle and steadily sinking—and said quickly:
"I have a few cats at home. Whenever they see a hole, they can't resist sticking their paws in and batting at whatever's inside, just for fun... And it's easy to distract them. Give them a strong enough stimulus—like touching their paws or tossing a ball nearby—and they'll fixate on that, ignoring everything else... It's how they explore unfamiliar surroundings..."
"Old Zhao, you mean..." The captain instantly understood.
