A T4 Boreas-class Heavy Interstellar Battleship!
Its length is 7.8 kilometers! Its mass exceeds 30 million tons! Its offensive weapon systems include two bow main cannons, thirty-six main cannons, and one hundred forty-four secondary cannons! The two bow main cannons are T4 Northern Wind God-class Heavy Interstellar Cluster Laser Bow Main Cannons!
This starship is one of the few T4-level interstellar warships in the Star Glory Empire, and also the earliest T4 Interstellar Battleship owned by the Star Glory Empire, which established the Empire's position within the Galactic Alliance. It can truly be called a meritorious starship! It was jointly researched and manufactured by the Imperial Army of the Northern Star Region, the Shaw River Star Region, the North Wind Star Region, and the North Starship Military Academy Starship Technology Research Institute under their jurisdiction.
Surrounded by a multitude of T3 starships, in front of this T4 Boreas-class Heavy Interstellar Battleship, they were like adorable, well-behaved little brothers.
"If only one day, I could own a T4 Interstellar Battleship…" Zachary Chase was utterly infatuated at this moment, beginning to fantasize about the scene of him owning a T4 interstellar warship.
"Commander…?" Lilith called Zachary several times from the side, and it took a great deal of effort to pull Zachary back from his fantasy.
"Cough, cough, cough… What's wrong?" Zachary had been so lost in thought just now. He feigned composure and looked at Lilith.
"We have arrived. According to the Imperial Army's requirements, you need to personally go to the department that issues missions to receive this mission. They will also provide detailed information about the mission specifics," Lilith said.
"Arrived? That fast?" Only then did Zachary realize that their starship had already docked in a starport. Within the entire Galaxy Number Three, starports were countless; otherwise, how could they accommodate so many Imperial Army starships? And the starport they docked at was still a relatively outer starport.
"You stay on the starship. I'll go take a look." Zachary stepped down from the captain's chair and walked out of the Bridge.
Lilith looked at Zachary's retreating figure, then at the T4 Northern Wind God in the distance. She couldn't help but mutter to herself: In these past few months, she had never seen the commander show that infatuated expression towards her or other succubi. Today, he actually looked so captivated by a starship, his eyes filled with a certain desire… For some reason, a sense of frustration rose within her. In front of a man, she, a dignified succubus, was actually inferior to a starship?
Zachary walked down from his starship, and soon an Imperial soldier was waiting for him, with a video window floating beside him.
"You're here for that escort mission, right? Hello, I am the Imperial Army officer responsible for you this time, a Fourth-level Sergeant. You are the last to arrive." The sergeant in the video window glanced at Zachary, his tone giving off a condescending feeling.
A Fourth-level Sergeant is also a Fourth-level officer, second only to the field officer rank, and is known as a 'minor noble.'
"Yes," Zachary replied.
"Here is the detailed information for this mission. After knowing of your arrival, I have already notified the other collaborators to come and attend a meeting together. My soldier will bring you over. You need to meet up with the other fleet commanders." The sergeant ended the communication after speaking.
Zachary simultaneously received a data message.
"Sir, please follow me." The soldier's tone was relatively much calmer as he led the way for Zachary.
Zachary glanced at his military rank—a Fourth-level soldier, also known as a sergeant.
The Star Glory Empire's military rank system is four tiers and seventeen levels: soldier tier, officer tier, field officer tier, general officer tier. The first three each have four levels, with level one being the lowest and level four being the highest. General officers have five levels, with one star being the lowest and five stars being the highest.
"Are we not the only fleet accepting this mission?" Zachary walked while checking the data, and at the same time, asked the sergeant leading the way.
"Yes. This mission requires a small fleet of thirty starships to perform the escort mission. Since your fleet only has six starships, you will be performing this mission together with other fleets," the sergeant replied.
"Then won't the remuneration also be divided equally?" Zachary casually mentioned.
The sergeant replied: "Yes, it will be divided equally based on the amount of effort contributed during the escort mission."
Zachary actually didn't care much about this remuneration, which was only a few hundred thousand star coins. He had just received twenty million star coins earlier, after all. What he valued was the academy assessment points.
Soon, led by the sergeant, Zachary walked into a conference room.
Several people were already seated in the conference room, and the appearance of one of them surprised Zachary. The other person also saw Zachary and was equally surprised why he would be here.
"Please have a seat. Our sergeant will confirm some details of this escort mission with you all in a moment." After the soldier finished speaking, he walked out alone and closed the door.
At this moment, only four people remained in the room. Two men and two women.
Zachary walked over and sat next to a young woman. He glanced at the young woman in front of him: "What a coincidence."
"Mm, what a coincidence." Serena Frost did not hide the fact that she knew Zachary, as this mission was not a secret mission after all.
That's right! The acquaintance who appeared here was none other than Zachary's class monitor, one of the academy's commoner beauties, Serena Frost!
"Do you two know each other?" The woman in a black tight leather jacket opposite spoke.
"We are classmates," Zachary proactively said.
When accepting this mission together, the basic information of the participants can be viewed by each other. For example, information about which faction they come from, how many starships their fleet has, and so on, are all available. Zachary could also see the information of the two people opposite.
The middle-aged man and this leather jacket woman were both private adventure fleets, each owning more than ten starships. Serena, however, was a bit miserable, with only one T2 starship.
"Little brother, I see your profile says you have six T2 starships?" The leather jacket woman proactively stood up, walked over to the seat next to Zachary, and deliberately leaned toward him.
Zachary glanced at the leather jacket zipper pulled down to her abdomen. He said: "Yes."
"What kind of starships are the T2 Black Rhino-class Interstellar Heavy Assault Frigate and the T2 Bee Queen-class Heavy Carrier Starship? I've never heard of them before," the leather jacket woman asked curiously, pressing even closer.
Just then, a screen window appeared on one side of the conference table, showing the sergeant. Only then did the leather jacket woman let go of Zachary and sit up straight.
Zachary looked at the sergeant. It seemed he genuinely didn't care much about this meeting, not even willing to come in person, directly using video communication.
"Hello, everyone. To make a long story short, your four fleets have accepted this escort mission. The mission content is to depart on the 20th and safely transport a fleet of Interstellar Transport Ships with supplies to Liusha City Interstellar Fortress. There are still two days until the 20th. During this time, you can rest or prepare your fleets. If you need any military supplies, you can purchase them directly here at market price. Other information has already been sent to you. If there are no questions, I will stop here. You can discuss among yourselves. I will not interfere with the mission process; I only care about the result." The sergeant scanned the four people, then ended the communication.
A brief speech—to be honest, what was the difference between saying it and not saying it?
The conference room immediately returned to the previous state of four people confronting each other.
The leather jacket woman once again focused her gaze on Zachary, just as she was about to continue her 'conversation' with him.
The middle-aged man opposite lit a cigarette, exhaling pungent smoke, and stared at the three people sitting opposite: "Now, let's determine who's in charge of this mission."