"What is the fleet ready to do now? Looking at the above news, the guys at the UNSF are doing a good job, and the alien junks in the Confederation are basically all finished. An Kang pointed to the light screen in front of him.

However, the drone commander opposite him just shrugged his shoulders and said: "This kind of thing is known to small soldiers like us, and besides, this is the territory of the UNSF, anyway, now we only need to follow the order and go where we need to burn, kill, and plunder." For now, I'm more concerned about lunch. ”

Hearing him talk about lunch, Ankang touched his stomach and did feel some hunger, obviously he didn't feel this way in the battle before, and sure enough, as soon as he relaxed, the feeling on his body would come back.

After saying goodbye to the drone commander who came over to thank him and parting, Ankang received an order to disband and go back to rest on the spot, and the alert level was lowered by three levels from the original red alert. Judging from the information on the radar and battlefield data link, the UAV commanders who had previously held their positions and made a decisive move behind Ankang were leaving the battlefield in twos and threes, and then some engineering technicians and a large number of engineering UAVs were constantly entering for sorting and maintenance.

As for the flow of combatants, Ankang knew where it was at a casual glance, and it was naturally a restaurant.

When the UNSF was first founded, Starfleet still retained many of the traditions of the navy from the home planet, such as the separate officers' and soldiers' restaurants. But since the UNSF began to reform the subdivisions 400 years ago, this tradition, which is not particularly important, has been eliminated in order to express the formal equality within the human race.

However, these are not very important, and a full meal after the battle is the top priority, so Ankang directly set up the recovery mode after returning the command authority of the carrier-based aircraft and simply checking and confirming all the drones under his command in accordance with the regulations. After that, the drones will move towards the ship's specialized warehouses in coordination with the original set program and the ship's AI.

After a short walk, Ankang walked through a simple through tunnel that was quite wide and wide. He found a remnant traffic point.

Dozens of half-embedded hoverboards are placed in waist-high storage compartments on the left side of Ankang, and if you pull one out, the other hoverboard below will automatically rise one block.

This traffic point is only about five meters away from a corner, and in a corner one or three meters in front of Ankang, a pool of cleaned blood remains can still be seen, and bullet holes and traces appear from time to time in this passage to show that there was a fierce battle in this place.

But that's all in the past. Ankang is also glad that this place is still maintaining normal work after the battle. This makes him no longer need to use a drone that is supposed to be used for maintenance or combat to get on the road, and from a certain point of view, Ankang doesn't like to use these drones to make his private life a little easier.

After using the hoverboard to rush to the place where the fast train was, according to the usual prompts given by the light screen in front of him, Ankang took a high-speed train that led directly to the vicinity of the restaurant.

Although it is said to be a high-speed train, it may be more suitable to say that these vehicles that carry no more than 10 people in vacuum tubes are actually "capsules".

These vehicles travel at high speed in a vacuum and can transport people to considerable distances "in an instant", while cargo is also transported by specialized cargo vehicles.

This is like a skyscraper must have a high-speed elevator, and in a space war, the traffic problem inside the ship is also a reflection of the technological level of a race or civilization. It is rumored that humans are working on the use of precise teleportation inside ships to further solve transportation problems.

With a length of more than 70 kilometers, the Paris is no less than a huge space colony for a considerable number of civilizations and races, and its interior is in fact far more vast than the vast majority of people who have just stepped aboard the Paris can imagine.

Although An Kang had already visited this huge space city for more than a week before, after coming out of the "capsule". I still can't help but sigh.

Now in front of Ankang is a plaza to enter the restaurant, which itself has the design of a damage control compartment, but in normal times, the compartment here is folded together to become a square for people to move. If you have a cross-section of the Paris, you can clearly see that there are four such squares in the shape of a cross around the restaurant.

The soldiers walked by in twos and threes, giving the place an inexplicable sense of peace, and the complete and beautiful beautification holographic projections and green vegetation made people completely unaware that there was a battlefield like a hell of steel fifteen kilometers away.

Although the sudden attack of several M-class warships of the Confederate army caught the Paris off guard and was even hit by penetration, there were still many areas of the body that were more than 70 kilometers long and completely undamaged, which shows the huge space inside the ship.

After taking a pork chop rice, Ankang casually found a table and ate it silently. By the way, I opened my personal terminal to see if there was any news of new updates and news from Xiaoxue.

"How's the ship doing?"

"It's okay, the combat effectiveness can naturally be guaranteed, and the emergency repair can be completed in about twelve hours. However, my personal opinion is to return to the factory for overhaul. ”

"Well, isn't it enough to repair nanomachines?"

"Pretty much, anyway, Old Man Anses is reacting to the captain to get out of the battleship and return to the mainland for an overhaul. Besides, this is a 215-year-old ship! Older than our age, there are thousands of small problems that we check out and fix every month. ”

Ankang is next to a table on the left side. A technical officer was chatting with a crew member who appeared to be his friend. At first, Ankang didn't care, he just listened to it as if it was gossip. However, as if to confirm what he said, when Ankang finished eating and got up and was about to go back to recuperate his power armor, Captain Mentelaire's voice came over the radio: "This ship will form a temporary task force with the Lanzhou and some frigates to return to the mainland for repair operations" (to be continued). )