Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 604: Sunrise Number

The light outside the porthole suddenly lit up, with space as its back. There was a huge fireball hanging in the upper left corner of the porthole. The core of the fireball was dark red, and the closer it got to the edge, the lighter the color would be. Flames were constantly emitting from the edges, and the crimson coronas were gently stretched out like ribbons. The sun benefits several nearby planets, and on a khaki-colored planet, a giant starship with the grandeur of a mountain is hovering in space.

That was the cruiser Sunrise.

Alan looked through the porthole and saw that the huge sun wheel behind him had painted the Sunrise with a crimson sheen, giving the starship, which was mainly dark, a different bright color. The Sunrise looked like two connected mountain peaks. The two peaks were small in front and big in the back, and connected by a bridge in the middle. The surface of the ship was covered with turret arrays, communication arrays, shield generators, and a series of other devices. Those densely packed signal lamps were like constantly flickering starlight.

As a federal cruiser, the Sunrise had more than ten thousand people on board. It was self-sufficient and had the excellent ability to continue its operations. On top of that, there was a freshwater conversion unit that produced nearly a hundred tons of water per day, enough to support the water needs of all personnel on board the ship. Since it was a large starship for space warfare, how could it lack a weapon platform? On the Sunrise, there were intelligent heavy artillery matrices, turbolaser wing cannons, multi-purpose missile launching platforms, yang electron main cannons, and so on, thus providing the necessary firepower support for the Sunrise.

Apart from that, the cruiser was also equipped with a deflection shield that ordinary starships did not possess. Its purpose was to rebound the enemy's attacks. Coupled with the magical energy shield that protected the ship's hull, the cruiser's defensive capabilities far surpassed those of ordinary starships.

At this moment, the Dawn handed over its piloting authority. The Sunrise's artificial brain access control system remotely controlled the Dawn to the designated port of call. As the Dawn approached the ship, Allen saw several high-speed frigates docked near the Sunrise. They spread out all around the cruiser, forming a three-dimensional defensive network.

A moment later, Dawn lowered its altitude and slid towards the port where the Sunrise docked. The cruiser blocked the sun like a mountain, and the Dawn slid into one of the cabins like a bird. After the starship entered, an armor plate gradually descended, isolating the inner and outer worlds. The starship slowly descended, and blue lights could be seen flashing on both sides of the runway. When the Dawn landed on the ground, a small accident happened. The damaged left side of the airframe was unable to land the wheel successfully, causing the starship to skid sideways on the runway.

Fortunately, the speed wasn't fast, and finally, the starship that was constantly spitting sparks finally came to a halt. A group of people in the berthing cabin immediately rushed up and sprayed the starship with foam sprayers to cool the engine and airframe to prevent an explosion.

A moment later, the automatic door of the cabin opened. After the deck connected to the ground was lowered, Allen led all the people on the ship out. '"I'm Second Lieutenant Elena. Welcome to Sunrise, Mr. Allen," said a somewhat teenage woman in a federal uniform.

Alan nodded and turned to look at the Dawn. "We were attacked on the way. We killed two Catus starships and a Grai giant. But our starship was also badly damaged. I wonder if Second Lieutenant can get someone to repair it. Of course, I will pay for everything."

The second lieutenant, Elena, opened her big round eyes wide and said, "Heavens, you killed a Grai giant. Those big fellows have a natural advantage in space. I wonder how Mr. Allen did it?"

"Nothing much. It was just a space war." Alan said casually.

Elena's eyes were filled with respect. Space warfare wasn't something anyone dared to do. Not to mention his own strength, just to fight in outer space was a test of his willpower. After all, space was different from the interior of the planet. Under such an environment, it would be affected by many factors, and even at most 70% of its power would be exerted. This courage alone was enough to make this young female lieutenant admire her, regardless of her own strength, if she dared to enter a space war.

After a while, she regained her senses, and her face flushed. "Leave the repair of the starship to me," she said. "I promise that when you need it, it will be as good as ever." As for the cost, Mr. Allen needn't worry about it. This time the federal government will undertake all logistical work, including the maintenance of the starships, so that you can be at ease on the frontlines. " josei

"That would be great. Thank you very much, Second Lieutenant Elenda."

The second lieutenant whispered, "You can call me by my name."

"Next, teams like Mr. Allen who choose to hunt freely will gather on the Sunrise," he said as he took out a tablet and handed it to Allen. Mr. Allen, please read carefully. "I will now take you to your assigned room to rest. In two hours, General Russen will convey to you the mission."

"General Russen?" "Isn't he on Nether Domain?" Alan asked in surprise.

Elena pursed her lips and chuckled, "It seems that Mr. Allen doesn't care much about the Federation. Don't you know that the main force of the Federation this time is the three divisions of the Golden Lion and the Death Communication Division? Admiral Capulo will arrive in the Rutherson Domain later. As for Russen, he will arrive three days earlier with the Death Communication."

Alan felt a headache when he thought of that tyrannical and tyrannical general. Of course, he was no longer a soldier who was unable to control his own destiny when he was on Nether Domain Star. With the path of the calamity, the Awakened Death hymn, although it was still impossible for him to be a match for the general of the Federation. However, if he couldn't beat them, it wasn't impossible for him to escape. If he had such strength when he was on Planet Nether Domain, Russen probably wouldn't have been able to do anything to him.

When he regained his senses, Alan nodded and said, "Please lead the way. I think everyone is tired and needs to rest."

The rooms the Federation had arranged for the participants were naturally prepared for the main combatants of the guild. As for the pilots and other crew members on the starships, there were other arrangements. They were led away by other soldiers, while Elena brought Alan and the others to the living quarters on the ship. They were assigned a suite with four rooms, a living room, a dining room and a bathroom.

Allen was reminded to attend the battle conference presided over by General Russen two hours later, and Elena smiled and said goodbye. The only four rooms were quickly divided up, so Lucy naturally had one, and Rena had one. One of the remaining two was owned by Alan, and Regis shared a room with Belmond.

Alan walked into his room. It was not big, only ten square meters long and wide. This narrow space reminded him of the shack he used to live in on the ground. However, the beds, chairs, and tables in the room were all very clean, and there was even a pot of green potted plants. Although it was a very ordinary cactus, being able to see a little bit of green in space was a luxurious visual enjoyment.

He put down his things and lay down on the bed, letting himself into a state of complete relaxation. Naturally, he recalled the recent space war with the Grays. This was Allen's first battle in outer space, and his experience was incomparably precious. Alan refused to let go of any details, and constantly made deductions and adjustments in his mind. Unknowingly, two hours passed quickly.

Wisdom Brain, who was at the bedside, sent out a notification and received an electronic invitation from the Combat Conference. Alan got up, picked up his brain and walked out of the room. The combat meeting only invited the leader of the team, after which each person sent the message to his team members, so Alan left Lucy and the others in the room.

Following the announcement along the way and the guidance of the soldiers, Allen left the living area and went to the multi-function electronic warfare room designated by the conference. There was a squad of fully armed Federation soldiers on both sides of the combat room. Only after a middle-aged corrector checked their identities did he allow them to leave. Allen stood behind a dozen people. Suddenly, there was a commotion behind him. Then, he heard someone shouting softly, "Look, it's General Russen."

So it's Russen.

The crowd naturally moved aside to make way for Russen to pass. Alan didn't want to meet Russen, so he turned around and blocked himself with the body of a person beside him. He looked up.

Russen was still the same, his short gray hair sticking out like steel needles. Every line of Ning Su's face was as clear as if it had been carved by a knife. He tightly pursed his lips and his one-eyed eyes shone fiercely. When people saw him, they couldn't help but lower their heads, not wanting to touch his gaze. The black-soled, golden-trimmed military uniform outlined the general's tough lines, while the iron-inlaid boots stepped on heavy drum-like footsteps.

For a moment, the corridor became extremely quiet. Only Russen's heavy footsteps became the only note.

After Russen, two different colored ponytails, one gray and one black, jumped into view. It was a young girl. On her childish face, her rare black eyes seemed to contain a black Nether River. As she looked around, the Nether River water rippled, reflecting the faces of all living beings with different expressions. And these faces were quickly submerged under the Nether River, as if in the eyes of a young girl, there was no room for them at all.

However, amongst those floating faces, there was a person whose face gradually became clear, so much so that the young girl could not ignore him.

The girl suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, Catherine?" Russen stopped and asked.

When Catherine stopped, Ellen turned her head away and shrank back slightly, hoping that the young major general, who was named Reaper, would not be eyed. Unfortunately, things went against her wishes. Catherine strode over. A pair of long legs wrapped in military boots stepped on the sound of a golden war drum. The imposing aura caused the surrounding people to subconsciously retreat. Ellen sighed and walked forward with a bright smile. "Long time no see, Major General Catherine."