Due to the baptism of frequent wars in recent thousands of years, the total number of first-class war fleets compiled by the Gallent Federation has dropped sharply to 186.

This also refers to those fleets with sound numbers.

In fact, because of war, most fleets are in a situation where there are few or no organizational components.

The heavy military factories in the rear manufacture fighter jets and warships day and night to replenish the front line, but there are huge gaps in fighter jets and warships on every war zone and every fleet on the front line.

Those federal generals do not want one or even two stars on their shoulders to lose.

Or because of the fleet cutting and merger, they became the adjutant of other fleet commanders.

Then they must try their best to get more warships and reserve troops from the military headquarters to supplement the gaps to maintain the fleet number and fleet integrity.

Are there many 186 federal first-class war fleets? There are indeed many.

But more than the first-level war fleet are the second-level war fleet, the third-level war fleet, and those second-level war fleets that cannot be calculated at all, mixed fleets and civilian employing fleets. (ps: the third-level war fleet can surround and kill level 4 creatures.)

Sean was very lucky because his extraordinary physical fitness and high military academy graduation score during the physical examination made him assigned to the Federal First-class War Fleet as soon as he joined the military.

Has Sean just joined the army?

No, he is a veteran who has served for 153 years.

Otherwise, he would not have reached the rank of sergeant with an ordinary background.

It is not easy to be a lieutenant-level officer. He does not have enough resources and connections. He is an ordinary person and can only hope for military merits.

And if he could complete this mission smoothly, with his past military merits and the words of the commander before leaving, it would be no problem to come back and become a second lieutenant.

This means Sean can stop flying fighter jets and just command a small group of combat squads.

Instead, he could wear a captain's uniform and lie in a comfortable warship, command a small assault ship or frigate, as he had envied in the past.

Compared to the "captain", it is obvious that the title of "captain" is more satisfying to Sean.

Looking at the holographic projection of his wife and two sons hanging on his chest, Sean kissed the necklace and silently said, "Bless me to complete this mission smoothly."

"Captain, our nearby team B30 lost the signal in the radar. Do we go and detect it?" The voice from the communication channel interrupted Sean's prayer.

Although he knew that this prayer was not very effective, the psychological suggestion was interrupted, and Sean was obviously a little unhappy.

But now it is a battlefield, not a church that allows him to pray.

(ps: The Gallent Federation advocates freedom of belief, but no one believes in the God of Light. Many federal citizens believe in some mythical figures that have appeared in their history.

However, every federal person knows that God does not exist, and their forty years of compulsory education will not lead this civilization to ignorance.

It is more appropriate to say that it is spiritual sustenance than to say that it is more appropriate than belief.)

"Don't worry about them, just be careful with yourself. Our primary goal is to complete the task!" Sean roared in the communication channel.

The FB22 stealth fighter team led by Sean has a total of 20 members, and 100 nearby fighter jets are controlled by them.

Why 20 members can control 100 fighter jets? Because the federal advanced automatic navigation and control technology allows each well-trained federal pilot to control 5 fighter jets.

This is because the FB22 stealth fighter is too complex and high-end. If it is the lowest-type fighter or civilian drone, a well-trained federal soldier can even control 200 or more.

This is why, on the battlefield of civilizations in history, the fighter jets and fleets of the Galente Federation are endless.

That amount alone is enough to despair any medium and low-level world civilization.

At this time, near Sean and his team members, there were tens of thousands of FB22 stealth fighters, all of which belonged to the Hector Class I war fleet.

This is just a corner of the battlefield. No one knows how many advanced federal fighter jets there are in this star field. Perhaps it has exceeded 1 million, or perhaps it has not stopped!

Even this small battlefield is not something Sean can understand and contact. It involves the entire Catiga Star Domain, which is even more impossible for Sean to imagine.

As a small person, Sean is very self-aware.

On the battlefield, he never pays attention to anything other than himself and his own tasks.

It is precisely because of this

Only then can he survive in this cruel war for 153 years.

He once flew a fighter plane to destroy a dead sarcoma called '1789 creature', and also manipulated mechas to carry out maintenance and purification missions on contaminated planets.

The closest thing Sean was to die was that a ferocious undead creature spit out a strange green mucus before dying, which not only corroded the strongest alloy shell of the fighter plane he was riding on, but even burned through a quarter of his protective suit.

The military took over the cost of Sean's amputation and body repair, which also gave him a deep understanding of the cruelty of the war and his own insignificance.

In addition to the military order not to be violated, there is another reason for taking on this mission. Sean is tired of the intense and terrifying battlefield on the front line.

Although he is in a small assault ship or frigate, he is still very dangerous, but he is always stronger than the fighter operator who often goes deep into the front line.

At least most warships have thicker outer armor than fighter jets and also have an AT protection stance.

Although Sean saw it more than once, his considerable AT energy protection stance was blasted by some terrifying death creatures that he could not call his name during the war.

Including the Carter fleet group he served, the three main battleships of this Federal Class I war fleet, two of which had records of major damage, and even the captain was not spared at the time.

Fear and fear cannot change reality. They are able to participate in this civilized war and are highly expected by the fleet and the military. These federal soldiers, including Sean, have the will of steel.

No matter what is in front of him, Sean will push the fighter lever and rush in.

The cruelty of the civilized war was quickly confirmed.

Although for Sean, this may be a "conventional" attack carried out by the federal military, 23 fighter jets crashed after just three hours of entering the dangerous area of ​​death, which was beyond Sean's expectation.

This shows that what Sean and the others broke into was an area where the dead creatures in the silence and bones were protected by relatively strict people.
Chapter completed!