If he chose to break his promise this time, it would likely be difficult for him to ask the logistics department for help in the future. Besides, these spoils of war would also be a worthwhile gain for the Lord of the Stars.
"Good thing you reminded me, or I would have regretted it later." Mendeleev shook his head and said to Gray with a bitter smile.
"It's nothing. As long as you've thought it through." Gray did not care much about Mendeleev's thanks. He had only reminded Mendeleev out of comradeship.
"Since you've chosen to conduct a boarding operation, I'll first deploy intelligent wingmen to provide you with teleportation beacons." Mendeleev looked at Gray and made his proposal.
"There's no need for you to deploy wingmen. The Defense Force's fighters have already arrived at the battlefield."
Gray raised his hand and pointed at the holographic projection before them.
Mendeleev turned his gaze to the holographic display and only then noticed large numbers of fighters rushing out from the Kuiper Belt. These fighters, accompanied by intelligent wingmen, charged toward the Imperial Navy fleet. Clearly, the moment Anrida received word that the Star Sea Galaxy was under invasion, he had dispatched the fighter groups to provide support.
"Since the Defense Force's fighters are already here, you handle the arrangements."
Mendeleev had no desire to interfere in the internal affairs of the Space Marines and the Defense Force. After all, the primary combat objective of those two branches was to land on planets and occupy them. He was merely the commander of the naval fleet.
Gray made no comment on Mendeleev's words. He contacted the commander of the First Fighter Company and informed him of their combat objective.
"The False Emperor's naval fleet has suffered heavy damage and can no longer continue