Sorry, My Interstellar Fleet Only Recruits Women

When I saw this battlefield.

Many of the new recruits were taken aback.

Because this scene was truly breathtaking.

Space debris can be seen floating everywhere.

However, upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that those are actually fragments of a starfighter wreckage.

Among them, you can also see some fragments of interstellar warships.

It is estimated that one side is attempting to send interstellar warships to join this battlefield.

Just look at the number of interstellar fighters currently gathered here.

Unless a space fleet of tens of thousands is sent in beforehand, it will be difficult to change this situation.

Because here, the combined number of interstellar fighters from both sides is in the tens of millions, fighting simultaneously.

This does not even include the number of interplanetary drones.

Their battlefields are everywhere.

It can be said that they fought for every inch of land.

"Prepare to enter the battlefield," Zhao Chen's voice rang out.

Everyone perked up at this moment.

Soon, some enemy starfighters appeared in their radar range.

"Remember, don't worry about the enemy in front of you; the key is to stabilize your battle formation."

Fight if you can, give up if you can't.

"Remember what I taught you!" Zhao Chen emphasized again.

Subsequently, Zhao Chen directly assumed the role of a commander.

He kept uttering commands.

"Squad, advance three steps to the left flank!"

"The squad's right flank area is preparing to encircle and annihilate all interstellar fighters within the area ahead."

"Squadron ahead, be on guard! Enemy aircraft are approaching!"

Zhao Chen looked at the small interstellar sandbox in front of him, constantly issuing commands, as if he were an intelligent brain.

In the battle that follows.

This is a giant bird composed of three hundred interstellar fighters.

They began to display unusual tactics.

They can often form a tactic of overwhelming the enemy with superior numbers and encircling and annihilating them in a localized area.

When a powerful enemy appears in a certain area, the aircraft will mainly focus on defense and kiting while waiting for support from friendly aircraft.

Zhao Chen would not issue an attack order unless the enemy's numbers were at least twice that of his own!

This tactic is extremely underhanded.

Zhao Chen's 18th squad did not suffer many casualties at first.

However, the number of enemy troops killed was not very high.

Since it was a case of the many ganging up on the few, there was naturally very little meat left for each person to eat.

Time passed little by little.

From the moment the 18th Squad entered the battlefield until it had annihilated more than 50 enemy aircraft, it still suffered zero casualties.

Because Zhao Chen would closely monitor the status of each interstellar fighter, if a particular interstellar fighter was in poor condition, Zhao Chen would place it in the center of the formation.

They only come out to provide firepower when necessary.

Although the number of enemy casualties was not good under this tactic.

But if they continue fighting like this, at least Zhao Chen's 18th squad won't suffer too many losses.

But Zhao Chen did not dare to let his guard down.

Because he was well aware that there were too many unstable factors involved.

If this were just a 'game,' Zhao Chen would be commanding individual units.

Zhao Chen was absolutely certain of victory.

The problem is that Zhao Chen is commanding living people.

Soldiers with completely different ways of thinking.

These soldiers represent a great deal of instability!

As expected.

Soon, some problems began to emerge under Zhao Chen's command.

Some interstellar fighters began to fall behind Zhao Chen's commands, which even affected other interstellar fighters.

Fortunately, these 'errors' were within Zhao Chen's expectations.

It's not a very bad thing.

However, there are some things that Zhao Chen finds difficult to stop.

For example, some starfighter pilots might feel that their opponent isn't too difficult to deal with after a previous battle.

And his comrades-in-arms have all achieved good results.

Unfortunately, I was not lucky and failed to destroy any aircraft in this team-based operation.

At this point, they might become restless and agitated.

Once they see a potential opportunity, they will impulsively pursue it.

Some were able to take advantage of the situation and capture enemy aircraft.

However, some aircraft may have become separated from the entire squadron and found themselves alone in enemy territory.

At this point, it would be very difficult for Zhao Chen to save him.

They could only watch helplessly as these interstellar fighters, trapped in enemy territory, were destroyed by the enemy.

It was from this point onward that the 18th Squad suffered casualties.

As the war dragged on, the casualty figures for the 18th Squad continued to rise.

"Don't panic."

Just follow my instructions.

"I will bring you back!" Zhao Chen's voice rang out again in the command channel.

Upon hearing the captain's voice, the fighter pilots felt a sense of reassurance for some reason.

It was as if, as long as this man was there, it was all possible.

They really were able to return alive.

finally.

Zhao Chen saw that the 18th squad's overall combat data had dropped to only 20%.

The return flight fully met the prescribed standards.

However, Zhao Chen did not immediately order a retreat.

Instead, they gradually withdrew from the battlefield.

Zhao Chen only informed everyone that they could retreat when the battlefield threat had decreased.

"Maintain formation and prepare to return to the mothership!" Zhao Chen said in the command channel.

Upon hearing this, all the drivers of the 18th Squad breathed a sigh of relief.

If Zhao Chen had given the order to retreat directly earlier, there might have been instances where some people were in a hurry to retreat or were too lax in their preparations.

"Captain... Waaah... We survived... We survived." A boy's voice, trembling with sobs, came through the communication channel.

There were also sounds of others laughing and cursing.

"Xiao Yang, you're such a grown man, why are you crying?"

"You old codger, don't laugh at Old Yang. Just tell me you're not scared!"

"Hehehe, you know what? I feel like my underwear is a little wet."

"Holy crap..."

Zhao Chen listened to the laughter of the group of kids.

The corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

But at that very moment, Zhao Chen noticed a starfighter emerging from behind a pile of starfighter wreckage in the distance.

Three mounted interstellar missiles were launched.

The direction of the shot was precisely the most vulnerable point in the squad's formation.

There, there was a starfighter whose Starshield energy had been completely depleted.

"Warning! Warning! Warning! Missile lock-on! Missile lock-on!"

An alarm sounded from inside the boy's cabin.

Now, Xiao Yang anxiously tried to maneuver his interstellar fighter to evade the attack.

He was shouting, "I'm being locked onto by a missile!"

Damn it.

My chaff and Star Shield are gone.

I...I...what should I do!

As Xiao Yang watched the interstellar missile getting closer and closer on the radar, he truly fell into deep despair.

Although there were other anxious voices coming through the communication channel, they were all powerless to help.

Xiao Yang looked up and saw the three interstellar missiles hurtling towards him through the transparent canopy.

He seemed to see his parents' orchard.

But the next second, a starfighter suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

It stood directly in front of Xiao Yang.

The number of that starfighter is...

DK9566!