Longtai Base.
Rumble, rumble.
A huge roar sounded overhead. Luo Yan raised his head and watched as transport planes departed from the base one after another.
These planes would head for the western front, but they would not enter Freedom Wings' territory directly. Instead, they would rendezvous with the Main Fleet currently sailing across the Pacific.
As early as a month ago, the Strategic Affairs Department had begun dispatching various warships in succession, forming a fleet that entered the Pacific to prepare for the possible war.
All these fleets had been equipped with the latest anti-eavesdropping systems to ensure that communications with the Strategic Affairs Department could not be intercepted or monitored.
In addition, the fleets had activated anti-submarine alert mechanisms to ensure that their movements would not be discovered by Freedom Wings' submarines.
Although war had only been officially declared on Freedom Wings yesterday, preparations had begun a month ago—or even earlier.
Luo Yan's Heavenly Fire Squad had not yet departed. In fact, most of the elite troops participating in the assault on Saint John Port were still at the base.
Only a small portion had departed ahead of time for the fleet in the Pacific.
For elites among elites like Luo Yan, their mechas would be equipped with High-Speed Flight Devices when the time came, allowing them to carry out a cross-sea assault within a short period.
Inside the mecha docking carrier at Longtai Base, mechas were undergoing inspections one after another. Those high-speed devices, shaped like spaceships, had already been delivered to the base and were undergoing their final inspections and fuel loading.
Luo Yan withdrew his gaze from the sky and walked into Bai Shaotang's office.
Bai Shaotang had just put down the phone. He smiled and said, "Our 'raindrops' sent to Freedom Wings earlier have