Han Number Eighteen Aircraft Carrier.
"Wooo—wooo—"
The piercing alarm spread across the vast deck in an instant.
Fang Han had received relevant training and immediately understood that this was a combat alarm. Everyone aboard the aircraft carrier had to prepare for battle at once.
However, he had joined the Warhawk Legion only recently and had not trained for very long. A trace of bewilderment immediately appeared on his face.
Right!
I'm a mechanic! What am I supposed to do now? Fortunately, the well-established rules and solid training pulled Fang Han out of his confusion.
"All non-combat personnel, leave the deck immediately and put on your protective armor!"
That's right!
I need to evacuate!
With a clear objective, Fang Han immediately sprinted toward the emergency return passage at the edge of the deck.
As he ran, he recalled his instructor's words: "When fighting in an unfamiliar world, an Aircraft Carrier may encounter unexpected enemies at any time.
"Even non-combat personnel who remain in seemingly sealed internal compartments may run into enemies who have infiltrated the ship.
"If you want to stay alive, you must quickly put on protective armor, pick up your weapons, and prepare to deal with the enemy.
"I hope all of you remember the Combat Manual well and strictly follow every clause in it..."
The Combat Manual he had received upon enlistment was over a hundred pages thick. When he first saw it, he could hardly believe it.
The Warhawk Legion had only been established for a few months, yet they had already made something like this?
That was ridiculous!
After Fang Han carefully read through the manual and understood every aspect of it, an extremely strong feeling immediately arose in his mind:
The Warhawk Legion was an army with exceptionally strict discipline and formidable combat strength!
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