In an unassuming corner of the Human Federation's First Detachment.
Aboard the [Golden Crow] battleship.
Jiang Qun stared at the densely packed red dots on the holographic star map and swallowed hard.
The ship was quiet. Apart from the faint hum of equipment, almost all he could hear was his own breathing and that of his two teammates.
He could even hear his racing heartbeat clearly!
Ever since the Eugene Civilization had been almost entirely depleted, human troops had been forced to take control of conventional warships again.
Fortunately, thanks to Zero's immense computing power, each conventional warship generally needed only three or four soldiers aboard.
These three or four soldiers not only had to assume full control of the warship whenever Zero lacked sufficient computing power, but also had to make fine adjustments to its operations based on real-time battlefield conditions.
Admittedly, this would greatly increase Human Civilization's losses in the war.
But it was unavoidable.
Conventional warships were not carrier-based drones, after all. They could not be treated as expendable.
A bead of sweat slowly slid down Jiang Qun's forehead and into his eye, bringing a faint sting.
Yet he kept his eyes wide open, staring intently at the holographic star map before him.
The red dots flickered faintly on the map, as though reminding him that war could erupt at any moment!
Suddenly, a clear voice came from the speakers, breaking the silence aboard the ship.
"Everyone, this is Lü Yongchang."
Jiang Qun's eyes widened abruptly. "Chief Lü?" he murmured.
Hearing that familiar voice, he could not help forming a guess that filled him with both excitement and worry!
"Ever since Human Civilization was forced to flee Earth, an enduring hatred has bound us to the Cleaners and the Gardener Faction."
"Countless compatriots have sacrificed their lives