Over the next eighteen days of travel, the fleet encountered another seventeen waves of Alien Race Forests of Trees.
Three of those waves were not only large in number, but also had other Alien Race Forests of Trees nearby, making battle highly inadvisable.
It was not that they could not win. But if they started fighting and failed to wipe them all out, it would bring even bigger trouble.
But even if they did not fight, the other side would still pursue them.
Just shaking off those Forest Seas cost them four days.
Some military soldiers could not stand it and actively requested battle. "We have so many warships. Are we really going to let them chase us around?" However, the colonel shut down the request. "Digital Phantom decided not to fight. Do you think you're stronger than them?"
"Or do you think our little fleet can dominate the Alien Race?"
The colonel suppressed that sentiment, but Xiao Hu's fragments were spread throughout the entire fleet. How could it not know? After Qu Jianlei heard about it, he merely nodded. "The troops' morale is good. That's a good thing."
He had never minded soldiers being eager for battle. What were arrogant troops and fierce generals? Those who could fight had never been the sort who only knew how to bow and scrape.
As long as they obeyed orders, they were good soldiers. Was it not normal for them to have a few ideas of their own?
After fourteen battles, they had lost nearly four thousand Small Ships and close to a hundred Company-level Warships. They had even lost two Battalion-Class Ships.
The losses mentioned here meant vessels that had been rendered completely unable to fight again. Damaged ships did not count.
Their Small Ship losses alone had already exceeded one-tenth,