Sitting on the wide leather seat in the specially arranged lounge of the Catastrophe-class cruiser "Red Ocean," Fatty and Milan turned to look out the porthole. The spiral-shaped Canglang Star Port 22 floated high above the blue and white planet. The lights of the port twinkled in the black universe, with countless warships and various spacecraft coming and going.
The entire port looked like a conch shell surrounded by floating plankton.
As the ship gradually moved away from the port, the crowd seeing them off on the dock became very small, yet through the porthole, one could still clearly distinguish the continuously waving hands of the officers in front, and still see the neatly saluting dark green formations behind them. It was Old Marshal Li Cunxin, Pei Litong, Balmer, and all the warriors they led from the 13th Armored Division and the 51st Armored Division.
