Xiao Qingshan nervously watched the screen of his personal terminal.
Actually, he was quite aware that the size of the map on the screen had already been zood to the maximum. Although it was showing on the map, in reality, it was still at least dozens of kiloters away from them.
Moreover, they weren’t the first line of defense here.
Not even the last.
There were several aerospace carrier battle groups at the front.
Yes, as one of Human Civilization’s forr pinnacle weapons, all the aircraft carriers around the world were fully transford.
They were equipped with nuclear fusion energy sources and antigravity engines, along with shield generators covering the entire warship, directly turning the previously seafaring aircraft carriers into aerospace carriers capable of flying into the sky.
Of course, various weapons were also fully upgraded.
This is one of the thods Human Civilization could think of for rapidly enhancing military power.
Even though technology had been exchanged, and important parts could even be traded, in comparison to rebuilding new planetary large mobile fortress-style striking weapons, fully transforming existing warships was undoubtedly more ti-saving and labor-efficient.
The effect was equally impressive.
Even the aircraft were fully upgraded, utilizing equipnt from the interstellar era, coupled with Martial Arts-enhanced bodies, allowing fighter jet pilots to more freely enjoy the blue sky and dominate the battlefield, executing flying maneuvers that in the past could only appear in dreams.
Even the training requirents for controlling aircraft were lowered significantly.
New recruits like Xiao Qingshan also beca eligible to be fighter pilots.
Unfortunately, he was not selected.
Later, he applied to beco operational personnel on the aerospace carrier but was still not chosen.
If he had been selected, he would be on the frontlines, officially engaged in battle by now.
In fact, that’s exactly what’s happening.
On the current frontline battlefield, giant warships flying in the sky approached the enemy from all directions at a quick pace.
The appearance of these warships generally maintained their earlier looks.
Even the onboard displays remained largely unchanged from before.
Navy personnel probably never imagined that after training on the sea for so long, when they genuinely participated in warfare, executing operational tasks, they would be flying in the sky.
Looking at the white clouds surrounding the hull, each one felt sowhat dazed.
But the combat alarm sound identical to the training quickly snapped them back to reality.
As the warship erged from the sea of clouds, not only observers but all warriors could clearly see the distant scene.
It was a "black curtain" linking the sea and sky.
A large army composed of countless dense monsters!
Filling every corner within sight.
Whether sea or sky.
Although the sheer number of enemies was well-known, the actual numbers still exceeded all warriors’ expectations.
Until the command to attack reached their ears as a single word.
—Fight!
Against these numbers, no matter what kind of operational command or command ability, none held any aning.
Only the unleashing of firepower remained!
Only a sufficient amount of firepower could eradicate the fear brought about by such numbers.
All fighter jets soared into the sky, first streaking through the heavens. Missiles with adequate range, and even modified rockets, fired wildly and densely from all directions, puncturing the sky, madly rushing towards those countless enemies.
The subsequent explosions nearly covered the entire sky!
For a short ti, the warriors could not hear the explosion sounds, but they could see the flas.
The power of the modified explosives was far greater than before, transforming the entire sky and ocean and the area between into a vast sea of fire.
Further away, there were even flashes of nuclear blasts.
The heat wave almost threatened to engulf everything, and the light seed utterly distorted.
The warriors had never seen such a scene; even the grandest, most exaggerated films could not replicate the spectacle before their eyes.
Directly elevating regular warfare to a cataclysmic era.
"How much dium-range firepower have we expended?" A commander aboard a warship asked the deputy.
"Thirty-six percent," the deputy responded.
Yes, in just that short period, thirty-six percent of all dium-range firepower which could be allocated within a single warship had been expended.
The efficiency of fully automated loading and firing was terrifying.
Although they still had energy weapons, these couldn’t be modified under existing industrial conditions, relying entirely on trade and purchase, and couldn’t achieve the previous level of attack density.
And as they checked the detected enemy numbers.
There was indeed a reduction, but by seven percent?
"Wait until they regroup a bit more, then continue the attack," the commander swiftly issued the order. "Speed up the supply lines at the rear; this war is purely a war of attrition, a firepower battle!"
The enemies indeed fell within the range firepower could annihilate, but this quantity imposed an imnse burden on the rear’s supply capabilities.
Moreover, even amidst such dense firepower, monsters continuously surged from the sea of fire.
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