Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime. I don't know who said this, but Mu Chen's decision made a lot of sense.

The exercises had just begun, and the problems of the crews were exposed.

Due to the expansion of the Reaper fleet again, more than two-thirds of the new members joined, the members of the flight team almost never cooperated, and even the basic combat formation could not meet the requirements, and it was useless for the two space flight team captains to shout hoarsely, and the team members also wanted to obey orders and listen to commands, but they didn't understand at all, and there was no tacit understanding between each other, let alone any cooperation.

The two space flight groups had won each other, but the battle was so ugly that they themselves felt a little blushing. In the end, it was a lose-lose situation, and both teams were veterans of the battlefield who survived, and most of the dead were recruits, and the clone pilots were no exception.

The two captains were eager to eat the dejected team members raw, and this horse was to throw their faces on the ground in front of the whole fleet members, and they didn't know if they didn't try, and they were shocked when they tried, and if they were to go to the real battlefield, it would not be enough to make jokes.

The two flying groups that came to the back were the same result, and the maintenance troops who watched the battle all shook their heads, and said with a smile that they drove their fighters to fight, and they were afraid that they were about the same level as them.

This is a great shame for space pilots, pilots have always been high in front of the maintenance troops, when have they been stimulated by this, the maintenance troops, as an auxiliary to the flight troops, are born with a slightly lower status, but they dare not complain because of discipline.

But now it's different, these space pilots who are angry on weekdays are like defeated roosters, and they get angry when they look at it, and our maintenance troops work hard to assist them are this kind of useless looks? It's all about losing our faces.

The space pilot, who was already on fire, could stand this kind of cynicism from the maintenance troops, and he didn't know who made the first move, anyway, it ended up being a hand-to-hand combat between the maintenance troops and the space pilots, which alarmed Mu Chen, who was directing the combat exercises between the Grim Reaper and the four Dreadnought warships.

Mu Chen, who received the notice, was not in a hurry at all, and there was no big problem anyway, so he commanded the Reaper to knock down the last enemy ship, and then slowly went over to see the situation.

As soon as I arrived at the pilot training ground, I saw a large-scale crowd of hundreds of thousands of people, and the troops on duty under the wolf girl couldn't pull it.

"Don't stop, let me see if these soldiers are still saved!" Mu Chen took out a pack of beef jerky from his pocket, stuffed one in his mouth, and handed the beef jerky to the wolf girl on the side.

The two of them are now talking and laughing on the sidelines of the training ground, watching the excitement, and they are not in a hurry at all.

"Hey, this maintenance unit can do it, and the melee combat is almost comparable to the land combat unit." Mu Chen said with some surprise.

"Carrying maintenance tools and equipment around every day, the strength is indeed greater, but the skills are still a little lacking." The wolf girl calmly analyzed.

"Haha, look over there, isn't that the dead fat man of the Eagle Eagle? It's still the same as before, hiding in the crowd and doing black hands, which killed more than a dozen flying soldiers, right? Mu Chen said happily.

"Hey, that's a bit of a deal

Cruel, I'm afraid this pilot will have to lie down in the medical cabin for a while. The wolf girl also laughed, it was really because the eagle was too obscene, picking on the opponent's lower three ways to attack, still holding a multi-functional wrench, relying on her rough skin and thick flesh, creating a lot of results, and lying around the pilot who covered his lower body and wailed.

The sharp-eyed warrior saw the Lord Death and the wolf female instructor on the sidelines, and immediately had a heart attack, good guy, gather a crowd to fight, move on friendly troops, and know that it is a felony when you think about it, so quickly stand in place, and secretly hide the weapon in your hand, and have an expression on your face that it is none of my business.

Mu Chen was so happy by this kind of bastard, who did he learn from this horse? It's a lot smarter!

Seeing that everyone had stopped, Mu Chen also knew that there was no good show to watch, so he asked the troops on duty to go over and count and see the results of the two sides.

"Well, it's not bad, let's continue tomorrow." Mu Chen said with a smile, seemingly very satisfied with the brawl.

"Maintain the troops and eat at night, and the flying troops...... You can't win air battles, you can lose in combat, and you will double your training volume tomorrow! After speaking, Mu Chen patted his ass and left.

The maintenance troops who have been praised have never been so proud, and they walk with the wind.

And the space pilots who have been defeated repeatedly are eager to stuff their heads into the crotch of their pants, even if the exercise is not good, at least it can be said that the run-in time is not enough, but the defeat in hand-to-hand combat to the maintenance unit that has not been taken into account is more sad than eating flies.

The injured pilot couldn't take care of the snort, gritted his teeth and was sent to the medical cabin by the team members for treatment, vowing to get this field back.

The battle between the space marines and the airborne forces over there is also over, this is also the most satisfactory group, the airborne troops have sent out their own mobility and suddenness, and the marines also take advantage of the terrain to fight with the opponent back and forth, but in the end the winner is the airborne troops with greater equipment advantages, after all, the gravity field weapon is too weird, and it is fixed in place while running, who can stand it.

"Lord Death, this is so unfair, if it weren't for that gravity field weapon, we Marines wouldn't have lost to these guys!" The Marine Corps Captain said unwillingly.

"Hehe, don't be strong if your strength is not good, our space airborne troops are not vegetarians." The object of the Space Airborne Forces said triumphantly.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and go back and clean up, replenish your strength, your battle will continue tomorrow, and next time you will prohibit the use of gravity field weapons, lest you feel unfair again." Mu Chen waved his hand to let the two of them go, and used the intercom to exchange the experience of battleship combat with the captains of the four Dreadnought space carriers.

From this day on, the exercise has become a kind of normalized program, and it has to be held every three or five days, otherwise the crew members themselves will feel uncomfortable.

In particular, the combat between the flight unit and the maintenance unit attracted many crew members to come and watch, and what was unexpected was that although the pilot unit was pressed to the ground by the maintenance unit at the beginning, it didn't take long for them to win and lose each other.

This kind of fighting is not the only one

There has been an irreconcilable contradiction between the two branches of the armed forces, but on the contrary, it has greatly strengthened mutual understanding, and the pilots and maintenance units have even become emotional.

In fact, the friendship between men is sometimes so inexplicable, hysterical fights, and when you wake up from sleep, you forget about it, but the relationship is a lot more harmonious.

The Reaper fleet is grinding in at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the effect is surprisingly good, and the combat effectiveness of the crew can be felt every day.

The most obvious progress is the four Dreadnought space carriers, Mu Chen almost taught the four captains how to fire, and in the case of prohibiting the use of heavy weapons, the four Dreadnought space carriers can gradually pose some threats to the Death space fortress.

Of course, they still have a long way to go to defeat the Reaper, but this is enough to make them proud, and it is a supreme honor to force the Reaper to open the energy shield.

Under the effect of the advanced medical cabin, this kind of almost bloody combat training did not cause any casualties, but the fighters lost a lot, but this loss can make the crew grow up quickly, which is obviously a very cost-effective thing.

And the speed of the Reaper fleet has not decreased too much, 12 hours of training, the remaining 12 hours of Battlestar full speed forward, Mu Chen is also deliberately adapting to this sub-light speed flight operation, and the control of Battlestar is becoming more and more skillful.

The Milky Way is 2.54 million light-years away from the Andromeda Galaxy, and even at sub-light speed, it would take at least millions of years to reach, but this is not difficult for the Dumats, who have long found a stable wormhole near the solar system, which is somewhat similar to the Proxima Centauri's jump channel, which can instantly travel to the other side of the wormhole.

Therefore, the Reaper fleet only needs to follow the guidance of the Dumattes and rush to the location of the wormhole, through the wormhole space, and when it comes out again, it will be the Andromeda Galaxy.

Two months later, the Reaper fleet finally arrived near the wormhole slowly, and at this time the entire fleet looked a little different, and the crew exuded a wild aura all over their bodies, like beasts that had been hungry in the Colosseum for a long time, and the fighting spirit was raised to the peak.

But at this time, the Dumats came with terrible news.

It turned out that the third group of earth caravans that went to the Andromeda galaxy to open up the market were captured by an interstellar bandit when they arrived in Andromeda, the escort formation was completely annihilated, the caravan was ransacked, and the barbarians had to demand that the Earth Federation pay a ransom of 50,000 star yuan for each earthling captive, otherwise all these captives would be executed.

You must know that the crew of this caravan is at least 100,000 people, and the total ransom demanded by the barbarians is more than 5 billion star dollars, which is still on the premise that the crew has not been killed, not to mention that the goods carried by the merchant ships are all the most sought-after commodities in the Andromeda Galaxy, and their value is at least more than 1 billion star dollars.

When Mu Chen received this news, the murderous aura on his body spread out, and the temperature in the command room dropped to freezing, and everyone knew that Lord Death was really angry.

"The Grim Reaper fleet is moving forward at full speed, and it must reach the Andromeda galaxy within three days, and Lao Tzu wants to let these daring barbarians know what fear is!"