The spaceport was filled with warships.
Almost every thousand kilometers, there was one. The small spaceport was on the verge of space traffic congestion.
The War Department had mobilized in full force.
"Everyone, follow orders. Once it begins, jump according to your assigned coordinates, then destroy your targets." Solemn voices filled the communication channels of the warships and Superpower Armor. "Remember your missions at all times."
The warships floated in space. Without orders, none of them moved. Everything was perfectly organized.
"I wonder what the results of this battle will be," a soldier said wistfully as he gazed into the star-filled depths of space.
"I have a feeling we'll be back home eating barbecue before long." A squad captain beside him smiled, his voice brimming with incomparable confidence.
"I hope your feeling is right."
"Of course it is. We're the strongest now, and the boss is back. No one can withstand the Superpower War Department's offensive under these circumstances," the squad captain said proudly.
It was not his opinion alone, but the belief of the entire Ant Army War Department.
They trusted Commander-in-Chief Lan. Without absolute confidence, he would never have made such a massive move.
The final battle was beginning.
Lan's offensive plan was being executed effectively across the various War Departments. The Ant Army Group was like a colossal machine, every precision component operating at high speed and with great efficiency.
Countless warships, transport ships, Superpower War Departments, ordinary War Departments, and every kind of weapon were continuously sent through Space Connectors into the frontline star systems.
Such a massive deployment of War Departments could not be concealed from the Black Eye Civilization.
The Black Eye Civilization was making the same large-scale moves within its territory.
Having detected the unusual movements of the Ant Army's various War Departments,