Sorry, My Interstellar Fleet Only Recruits Women

Upon arriving at the second pass fortress.

The sounds of fighting here have noticeably subsided.

But the thick smoke and the ruins of the passes and fortresses could still be seen.

The faint sounds of gunfire could also be heard inside the passes and fortresses.

"Send a radio message to the city."

Let us know we're here!

"To prevent accidental injury," the commander ordered.

But a few minutes later.

The communications officer shook his head and said, "We can't get in touch with people inside the city."

"Then fire the signal flares." Under the commander's order, several signal flares were launched.

At this moment, a response also came from inside the pass and fortress.

Several signal flares were launched into the air.

"It seems to be going smoothly." The corps commander breathed a sigh of relief.

The corps convoy arrived at the gate.

The traces of battle are still visible.

Do you have a radio station?

Our radio is broken!

As they entered the city, someone shouted.

The other convoys continued on.

"Let's move to the side." The commander gestured for his tank to move to the side.

At that moment, a paratrooper officer walked over.

"Hello, I am the commander of the 1st Airborne Battalion, 1st Royal Parachute Regiment, Aalborg."

"I am the commander of the 1st Armored Battalion of the 1st Armored Regiment of Baljik."

The two introduced themselves.

"Looks like the battle here is going well?" The commander offered a cigarette.

The other party didn't stand on ceremony, took the cigarette, took a puff, and said, "Of the five targets, ours is the easiest."

The garrison numbered less than 10,000, and there were no other reinforcements nearby.

We took it down very quickly.

However, there are still some remnants remaining in the city.

"A thousand men against ten thousand? That's quite something." The commander gave a thumbs up.

"We are the elite."

The money we have to support us can support thirty ordinary soldiers.

"If you don't have some skills, then it's a waste to raise them." The captain said with a smile, "By the way, we've already moved the diesel you asked for to the roadside in advance."

You can have your trucks load the boxes directly.

Their men also wanted to blow up the oil depot, but our men took them under control.

But the losses were considerable.

More than fifty brothers died.

"Thank you." The commander saluted them.

"I wish you all the best on your journey ahead."

Oh, right.

I forgot to mention.

We are calling you because both our radio and backup radios were damaged in the previous battle.

We want to connect to your radio station to send messages to headquarters.

Inform us of the information here.

"Also, have them send a radio among the airdropped supplies they've noted down."

“We have a spare radio; you can keep it,” the commander said.

The captain waved his hands repeatedly, directly refusing, "That won't do."

Your mission is more important, and you like the radio more than we do.

I'm just using this to pass on a message; I'll be able to see it soon.

"Oh well.

"The communications soldier, help this battalion commander send a power to headquarters."

"yes."

Things went relatively smoothly at the second pass and fortress.

They also received a diesel fuel supply.

Their convoy passed through smoothly.

"Based on the existing quantity of diesel fuel."

If we can get a supply drop at one of the remaining three passes and fortresses.

"We have enough diesel fuel to last us until we reach our destination," the adjutant beside him said excitedly.

"I hope everything goes well." The commander exhaled a smoke ring.

At that moment, the observer suddenly shouted, "Commander, a transport plane has been spotted in the air on our flank. It looks like it's about to crash."

The commander leaned out and took out his binoculars to look over.

Sure enough, we saw a transport plane.

A wisp of black smoke trailed from the tail of the transport plane; judging by the paint scheme, it was one of their transport planes.

"It's our transport plane."

"Should we send someone to rescue them?" the adjutant asked.

"Our mission is a surprise attack."

Rescue is not our responsibility.

Just send this coordinate to the base camp.

"If all goes well, a rescue team will be dispatched." The commander lowered his binoculars.

The adjutant beside him lowered his head and said nothing more.

The transport plane crashed behind enemy lines.

Moreover, at this critical juncture, the crew members are highly likely to be pursued by the enemy.

If you get injured, there's a good chance you won't be able to make it back.

"Our mission is more important."

If someone is killed because we don't provide aid.

Only three or five people were sacrificed.

But if our mission fails, then all the soldiers who sacrificed themselves on this mission will have died in vain.

"Our country will also face enormous danger!" the commander said in a deep voice, clenching his fist.

“I understand.” The adjutant looked at the commander in front of him and noticed that the commander’s hands were trembling.

He found out later.

The commander's son also participated in this operation.

He was a transport plane pilot.

It will be responsible for air missions in this operation.

They will need to take off and land continuously over these three days.

Not only did they have to transport paratroopers to the battle site on the first night.

Furthermore, continuous military supplies must be provided to these five battle sites to ensure they can hold these locations.

The commander's son was killed in the line of duty.

I heard that the transport plane was hit by anti-aircraft fire while it was on a mission.

The transport plane eventually made an emergency landing in the wilderness.

Some crew members died, some were injured, and some survived.

Afterwards, the army of the local Gebuchi Kingdom sent people to arrest them.

The squadron of the commander's son was unable to evacuate in time and fought to the death with the enemy, resulting in the sacrifice of all its members.

After that, the commander rarely spoke.

Someone asked out of curiosity.

If you could go back to that mission and see the transport plane falling from the sky, would you send reinforcements?

The commander did not speak.

Perhaps he didn't have the answer, or perhaps he was afraid to say it.

Dragon Kingdom - Royal City

"Why are you taking back your move again!" Zhao Chen pointed at the old man opposite him.

"I got off at the wrong place."

"Let me think about it some more, let me think about it some more." The old man hesitated to place his chess piece.

"I'm not playing with you anymore."

"You always take back your moves!" Zhao Chen got up to leave.

The old man quickly grabbed the other person and then said solemnly, "I promise I won't take back my move."

"Keep going!"

“You promised that,” Zhao Chen said, pointing at the old man.

"I promise!"

Zhao Chen sat down again.

The old man looked at the chessboard again, and suddenly pointed to a black piece on it with a puzzled expression.

"Strange, I wasn't here before."

You must be mistaken.

You hater, you were here before.

"Do you still want to take back your move?!" Zhao Chen pointed at the old man.

"Am I really mistaken?" the old man asked suspiciously.

Only the guards who had been secretly watching from afar knew that His Majesty had quietly moved his position while the old man was distracted.

I never expected His Majesty to be so mischievous.

A few more words were added.

Zhao Chen ultimately prevailed over his opponent.

"We won again."

"How lonely it is to be invincible." Zhao Chen stood up and stretched.

The old man looked at the black piece on the chessboard with a melancholy expression, a piece he remembered vividly: "Strange, I remember I didn't place my black piece here before."

"Alright, I'll let you off the hook for today."

"I'll come back and beat you up again, you old man." Zhao Chen turned and left, leaving the old man staring at the chessboard, trying to solve this unsolved mystery.

Leave the park.

An inconspicuous black sedan was parked outside the park.

There are now more and more cars in the Dragon Kingdom; at the beginning there were only a few.

The current number of vehicles in use has exceeded one thousand.

Apart from a very few vehicles that were purchased by individuals, most are used as office vehicles.

So people might envy those who own cars, but they won't pay much attention to them.

"Is there something you need?" Zhao Chen asked, looking at a secretary sitting in the passenger seat.

This is the secretary in charge of military affairs in the secretariat.

He had just noticed that the other person was waiting outside.

He gestured to the other party to wait five minutes.

After he used some tactics to achieve victory.

So I came to see her.

“These are some of the latest reports regarding the blitzkrieg operation in the Baljik Kingdom,” the secretary said.

"Is something wrong?" Zhao Chen asked, looking at the other person.

The vehicle has already started moving.

"There has been a little trouble."

The vanguard of the mechanized armored regiment successfully passed through the first, second, and third pass fortresses.

It is expected that the fourth pass will be reached 40 hours after the start of the operation.

It was ten hours ahead of schedule.

"Ten hours earlier, isn't that a good thing?" Zhao Chen asked, puzzled.

"It's a good thing in terms of timing."

But now a problem has arisen.

Those were the oil depots of Fortress No. 3 and Fortress No. 4, which were not successfully captured.

The oil depot was detonated by the enemy during the battle.

The troops that controlled the two strategic passes and fortresses were able to extract diesel fuel directly from the vehicles of the local garrison.

"However, this amount of fuel, besides satisfying the vanguard, may not be enough for the subsequent mechanized armored units," the secretary said nervously.

"What about the fifth pass and fortress?" Zhao Chen asked, frowning.

"The battle at the Fifth Pass Fortress is now extremely fierce."

Although the city has been taken control by our paratroopers.

However, outside the city, there were five troops, totaling nearly 150,000 men, urgently dispatched by the Kingdom of Gebuchi.

Moreover, the oil reserves in this strategic pass are extremely low.

The telegram that arrived stated that it might be impossible to meet the fuel needs of all armored units.

Upon hearing this news...

Zhao Chen frowned slightly.

Once mechanized troops run out of diesel supplies, they are nothing more than a lump of iron, no matter how powerful they are.

"Have you thought of a solution?" Zhao Chen pressed.

"Marshal Chu Xuan has already come up with a solution."

Currently, the most suitable method is to airdrop diesel fuel at the third and fourth pass fortresses.

However, this means that the space that would have been used to store supplies needs to be freed up for diesel fuel.

"The airborne troops fighting on the front lines will be under even greater pressure," the secretary stated, pointing out the biggest problem.

"First, ensure the availability of diesel fuel."

Other problems should be overcome as much as possible.

"Tanks absolutely cannot function without diesel fuel," Zhao Chen said in a deep voice.

Marshal Chu Xuan also shared this idea.

"Guarantee the supply of diesel fuel unconditionally first," the secretary said.

Zhao Chen sighed: "As expected, things don't always go as planned."

How is the mechanized armored regiment operating?

Did things go smoothly afterwards?

"The first and second battalions of Baljik went relatively smoothly, with a journey time of about an hour between them."

The Third Battalion was rather unlucky.

While passing through the area between the second and third pass fortresses, they encountered an attack by an enemy mechanized unit.

Left with no other choice, they had to open fire.

However, the battle position has already been reported, and subsequent troops can bypass the battle area.

The Fourth Battalion has successfully bypassed the enemy.

When the Fifth Battalion passed the Third Pass Fortress, they happened to arrive just as the enemy was besieging the entrance.

The entrance is blocked.

The Fifth Battalion chose to remain at the Third Pass Fortress to secure the route.

Apart from that, the five armored battalions in the Kingdom of Aalborg are currently progressing smoothly.

Zhao Chen looked at the map in his hand.

"What is the specific situation of the battle at Pass No. 5?"

As the closest fortress to the enemy's capital, the No. 5 Pass naturally bears the greatest pressure.

The report says that there are only 150,000 troops surrounding the No. 5 Pass fortress, but it is definitely not as simple as the report describes.

The secretary said in a deep voice, "The paratrooper unit assigned to the No. 5 Pass Fortress is a mixed unit."

There are 3,500 people.

It has the largest number of personnel deployed at any of the five battle locations.

But in just forty hours.

More than half of the casualties have already been lost, and the number of wounded cannot be counted.

There are no enemies left in the city.

However, the number of enemies outside the city continues to increase.

Furthermore, because the enemy deployed heavy artillery to bombard the city, and our paratroopers lacked heavy weapons, they suffered even greater losses in this combat environment.

"Where are the bombers?" Zhao Chen frowned and asked.

"The bomber fleet is already operating at full capacity."

Pilots can rest, but fighter jets cannot stop.

Almost every time they returned, the bombers would immediately resupply and reload, and then a new crew would take off to carry out combat missions.

However, we have a limited number of heavy bombers.

"Such round-trip flights offer negligible help," the secretary explained.

"Wasn't the bomber squadron we were supposed to support deployed?" Zhao Chen asked, frowning.

To support Chu Xuan's actions.

Zhao Chen urgently dispatched the Dragon Kingdom and a squadron of bombers stationed on Chicken Island for Chu Xuan to command.

"We have arrived at the front-line air force base of the Kingdom of Baljik."

However, Marshal Chu Xuan planned to assign these heavy bombers to bombing missions against the enemy's capital.

Unless absolutely necessary, Fortress No. 5 will send out a request for help.

"Otherwise, we will absolutely not use it in advance!" the secretary said.

Zhao Chen thought for a moment and asked, "Given the current situation..."

When is the vanguard of the armored forces expected to arrive at the target combat area?

"If we don't consider the enemy forces outside the No. 5 Pass fortress."

The time spent on the road alone should not exceed fifty-five hours.

It was completed 17 hours ahead of schedule, 72 hours earlier than expected.

But in reality, there won't be that much time.

Because the enemy's army would certainly not easily let our armored forces pass.

"So it's expected to take about ten hours along the way," the secretary analyzed.

"That means the next ten or so hours."

We'll see how this ends. Zhao Chen looked out the car window at the sky with a solemn expression.