The Expeditionary Army's Supreme Commander Fiscella quietly watched the Biekelan Star outside the bridge, his thin lips tightly pressed together, making his somewhat gaunt face appear very stern.
On the giant screen of the central information station, numerous giant transport ships had already detached from the protection of the cruisers, slowly gathering below the fleet after emerging from behind the battleships.
Six Blue Whale-class giant transport ships and three Mammoth-class giant transport ships, capable of carrying enough Feiyang Armored Forces and materials to establish a foothold on any planet in the southeastern region of the human interstellar map.
"Seventeenth Fighter Squadron returning... Twentieth Squadron deploying. Open passage six..."
"Landing point seven, clearing information received."
"Landing point one needs support, Ninth Squadron. Proceed immediately, regional coordinates...."
