When Lin Shiping arrived, Zhou Yongtao had just finished his work for the day and was about to rest.
It was already 2 AM, but for Zhou Yongtao, this wasn't too late. Especially since the outbreak of the war, he hadn't ended a day's work before midnight once.
Luo Youbin did not give Lin Shiping a warm reception, after all, it was quite late.
With less than 5 hours until dawn, couldn't any important matter wait until after daybreak to report?
For the past month and more, Zhou Yongtao only had 4 to 5 hours of rest per day.
If there were major incidents, he had to stay up all night.
For instance, after the fall of Astrakhan, several military meetings were held in succession. Zhou Yongtao worked through two consecutive nights to deploy related operations. Likewise, after the attack on the Fifty-first Special Mixed Fleet, he stayed up several nights arranging the aftermath.
Even for people much younger, this pace was unbearable, let alone a man in his seventies.
