Chapter 4293 Private Sean (Part 2)

Due to the baptism of frequent wars in the past few thousand years, the total number of first-class war fleets organized by the Gallente Federation has dropped sharply to 186.

This also refers to those fleets with sound numbers.

In fact, due to the war, the vast majority of fleets are under-staffed or missing.

The heavy arsenal in the rear is working day and night to manufacture fighters and warships to supplement the front line. However, in every theater and every fleet on the front line, there is a huge gap in fighter planes and warships.

Those federal generals, if they don’t want one, or even two, stars to be missing from their shoulders.

Or due to fleet cuts and mergers, he became the adjutant of other fleet commanders.

Then they must find ways to get more warships and reserve troops from the military department to fill the gap to maintain the fleet number and fleet integrity.

Is 186 federal first-class war fleets a lot? It is indeed a lot.

But there are more than the first-level war fleets, there are the second-level war fleets, the third-level war fleets, and the second-line fleets, mixed fleets and civilian mercenary organization fleets that cannot be calculated at all. (ps: The third-level federal war fleet can surround and kill fourth-level creatures.)

Sean was lucky. Because of his excellent physical fitness during the physical examination and his high graduation grades from the military academy, he was assigned to the federal first-class war fleet as soon as he joined the military.

Did Sean just join the military?

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

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

It is not easy to be a lieutenant-level officer. Without enough resources and connections, he, who comes from an ordinary background, can only hope for military success.

And if he can successfully complete this mission, based on his past military achievements and the words of his commander before leaving, it should not be a problem to come back as a second lieutenant.

This means that Sean can no longer fly fighter planes and just command a small combat team.

Instead, he could wear a captain's uniform, lie inside a comfortable battleship, and command a small attack ship or frigate like he had envied in the past.

Compared to 'captain', Sean is obviously more satisfied with the title 'captain'.

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

"Captain, our nearby B30 team has lost its signal in the radar. Should we go over to investigate?" The voice from the communication channel interrupted Sean's prayer.

Although he knew that this kind of prayer would not have much effect, Sean was obviously unhappy when his psychological suggestion was interrupted.

But this was a battlefield, not a church where he could pray.

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

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

Rather than saying it as faith, it is more appropriate to say that it is spiritual sustenance. )

"Don't worry about them, just pay attention to yourself. Our first goal is to complete the mission!" Sean roared in the communication channel.

The fb22 stealth fighter team led by Sean has a total of 20 members, and 100 nearby fighters are controlled by them.

Why can 20 members control 100 fighter planes? It's because the Federation's advanced automatic navigation and control technology allows each well-trained Federation pilot to control 5 fighters.

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

This is why, on the historical battlefields of civilization, the Gallente Federation’s fighter planes and fleets are endless.

Just that quantity is enough to make any middle or low-level world civilization despair.

At this time, there are tens of thousands of fb22 stealth fighters near Sean and his team members. These fighters are all part of the Hekate first-level war fleet.

This is just a corner of the battlefield. No one knows how many advanced federal fighters there are in this star field. It may have exceeded 1 million, or it may be more!

Even this small battlefield is beyond the level of contact that Sean can understand. It involves the entire Khadija Star Territory, and it is beyond Sean's imagination.

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

On the battlefield, he never focuses on anything other than himself and his mission.

It is precisely because of this that he was able to survive in this cruel war for 153 years.

He once piloted a fighter plane to destroy a kind of death sarcoma called 'Creature No. 1789', and also controlled a mecha to perform maintenance and purification missions on polluted planets.

The closest Sean came to death was when a ferocious-looking 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 his protective clothing. A quarter of it was burned through.

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

In addition to obeying military orders, Sean was tired of the intense and terrifying frontline battlefields when he took on this mission.

Although being in a small attack ship or frigate is still very dangerous, it is still stronger than a fighter operator who often has to go deep into the front line.

At any rate, the outer armor of most battleships is thicker than that of fighter planes, and they also have AT protection.

Although Sean has seen it more than once, the AT energy protection stand that he thought was extremely strong was destroyed by some horrific death creatures that he couldn't name during the war.

Including the Carter fleet group he served in, two of the three capital ships of this federal first-class war fleet had records of major damage, and even the captain was not spared at that time.

Fear and fear cannot change reality. To be able to participate in this civilized war and have high hopes from the fleet and the military, these federal soldiers, including Sean, have an iron will.

No matter what lies ahead, Sean will push the joystick of the fighter plane and rush in.

...

The cruelty of civilized war was quickly confirmed.

Although for Sean, this may be a 'routine' attack carried out by the federal military, but just three hours after entering the death cloud danger zone, 23 fighter planes of his team crashed, which was still beyond Sean's ability. expected.

This shows that what Sean and the others broke into was an area where the death creatures of the Jiluogulian civilization were relatively strictly protected.

Six team members unfortunately died in the battle. Sean was unable to take care of their bodies and the wreckage of the fighter planes. He could only share the control with other teammates of the 7 blank fighters left by the dead teammates.