Nasto, wearing a dark green cloak, leaned against the railing on the second floor.
He watched with boredom the fellow warriors in yellow cloaks on the lower floor walking back and forth casually.
Like themselves, they are enjoying the scorching sunshine and the hot wind blowing in their faces day after day.
Fortunately, everyone is used to it.
In addition, the elves have the talent of eternal youth, so no matter how much you are exposed to the sun, your fair skin will not be affected.
"Ah, another day is no different from yesterday."
Nasto glanced at the vast sea of sand, and found that, without any surprise, there was no change at all, which made him couldn't help but let out a sigh.
Although he looks like a young man with blond hair and blue eyes now, he is already eighty-three years old this year.
Twenty-three years ago, when he was sixty years old, he finally became an adult and joined the Elf Fleet because of his strong skills.
In the following days, it was like this almost every day.
The only change was that he relied on his relatively good swordsmanship talent to change his cloak from yellow to green, and then became a deputy captain.
In fact, he is just the captain's assistant.
If he wants to become a full-fledged warship with full management of his own, he will probably have to wait twenty or thirty years, because among the elves whose average life span is twice that of humans, he is considered very young.
Suddenly, a steady voice sounded behind Nasto.
"It's best to be careful these days. Several kingdoms on the barbarian side seem to be at war. There's no guarantee that the war will spread to our side."
"Uh, Captain Lai De!"
Nasto straightened up quickly and answered.
He saw a male elf with blond hair and blue eyes walking up to his ears: "If you want to become the commander of the fleet, you must always pay attention to the intelligence from the barbarians."
"Although their level of magic and technology are not as good as ours, look at this vast desert, with enough tiny accumulations of gravel, they can still bury the oasis."
Although Nasto disagreed in his heart, he did not dare to refute.
"Yes, Captain Lai De!"
At this time, there was a burst of rapid footsteps, and then an elf warrior wearing a yellow cloak ran over and loudly reported to the two of them:
"Captain Yagir issued the highest level of alert, saying that they were attacked by a group of flying machines controlled by barbarians in the north, and requested the nearby patrol fleet to support them as soon as possible!"
"What?!"
Laide and Nasteau exclaimed in unison.
"Those barbarians really dare to attack us?"
"court death!"
Nastor shouted angrily, while Lena was more rational and quickly ordered the warship and all the wind dragon knights to rush to the location of Aqil's fleet.
at the same time.
The entire Elf Kingdom was awakened by this sudden and highest-level alarm.
But their reaction speed seems to be a bit slow, because they haven't encountered any foreign invasion in thousands of years.
half an hour ago.
Between the Halkekinian continent and the Sahara Desert, there is a strait with an area of 5,500 square kilometers and an average width of 43 kilometers.
This strait has no name in the Zero Demon World, but in the modern world it is called the Strait of Gibraltar.
now.
In the sky above this relatively vast strait, five all-metal warships, one large, four small, were slowly passing by in a "two, one, two" formation.
The shadow produced by that huge body covered large areas of the originally sparkling sea.
At the same time, many monsters in the sea were shocked and quickly dived deeper.
However, when they flew only fifteen kilometers away from the edge of the Sahara Desert, they began to slow down visibly to the naked eye, and then floated in the air.
Like five giant monsters staring covetously at the vast sea of golden sand.
"There are about two hundred auras of life in the air five hundred kilometers away. They should be the elves' patrols."
Porusalino wore sunglasses, put his left hand in his trouser pocket, raised his right hand in front of his body and turned into a ball of golden light. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the commander's office, looking at the sky and sea of sand in front of him.
Although his face has not changed now, his demeanor is much more serious.
"First send a fighter squadron and a hundred major-level Sky Splitting members, and let them try to capture those elves alive. There are many old men above who are interested in them~"
"yes!"
As the adjutant, Major General Lan immediately accepted the order, then took out his phone bug and began to convey orders to the entire ship.
Porusalino, on the other hand, continued to sense the aura in a larger area.
Kuzan is not the only one who has become stronger over the years. Although he usually looks lazy, he has actually improved himself.
It's just that his main research is on optical knowledge and the development of the ability to shine fruit.
Such as now.
Combining the light emanating from the palm with the domineering energy of knowledge and knowledge, one's perception speed and range are greatly improved.
In addition, this trick has other wonderful uses
soon.
On the deck outside the space carrier, a pilot wearing a blue uniform began to appear running towards his fighter jet.
at the same time.
The takeoff controller wearing a yellow vest walked to the runway and used various hand gestures to guide the ready fighter jets to move.
It didn't take long.
The first monoplane fighter with sky blue exterior paint and a white logo with a long sword between the wings printed on both sides of the fuselage.
Driven by the propeller at the front, it roared out from the two-hundred-meter runway at an ever-increasing speed and soared straight into the sky.
Then the second one, then the third one
It wasn't until the thirtieth fighter jet flew out that the deck became quiet.
This is a fighter squadron of the Air Force.
That is, two fighter jets form a group, ten fighter jets form a squad, and thirty fighter jets form a squadron. There will be two squadrons of fighter jets stationed on a space carrier, and the total is a squadron.
But immediately there was another burst of rapid and dense footsteps, attracting the staff who were still on the deck.
They were air force majors wearing blue coats of justice, and most of them had a pair of broad white wings on their backs.
Because the World Government has now canceled the Four Seas Branch, there is no need to refer to it as the main branch and the branch.
Seeing the fighter squadron gradually flying away, these one hundred air force majors also took steps to use their own methods to fly out.
Some people walked on skilled moon steps, some transformed into large flying insects or birds, but more people flapped their wings behind them and flew like angels.
They are what Porusalino calls the 'Sky-Splitting Force'.
The full name of the "White Sea Sky Breaking Force" is composed of a thousand generals who are good at flying combat. It is an elite force that can only be formed by the flagship of the Air Force General.
Although there are similar troops on other space carriers, they are collectively called "airborne troops."
In fact, the top brass of the military, namely Sora, Zefa, and Tsuru, have considered whether to decentralize fighter units to auxiliary corps from other worlds, and then use these personnel who are good at air combat as basic combat units.
Because they believe more in human combat capabilities, while machines are purely auxiliary equipment with a limited upper limit.
Coupled with the emergence of the 'Feathered Human Strengthening Serum' and the 'replicate common animal-type fruit' technology, their confidence has been greatly enhanced.
But the output of these two is not large enough.
Moreover, the flying speed of most of the 'Feathermen' soldiers is not as fast as those of propeller fighters, so they can only continue to exist as fighter units.