Long Chen led Su Ming through several checkpoints and finally arrived at the central control room.
The central control room of the Grey Angel is overall square in structure, with a large circular central control platform situated in the center.
On the left and right sides are two vertical sub-control platforms, with a command platform in the middle topped by a golden throne.
As the two entered the central control room, golden light strips on the surrounding walls lit up.
Su Ming looked around and sincerely praised.
"Really nice!"
"The Grey Angel not only looks good, its performance is also extrely remarkable. You must have seen the newly built Legendary Level Star Destroyer·Wind Do in Sky Do City?"
"I have seen it, the performance was explosive!"
Su Ming was very impressed by the Wind Do, as that battleship had swept across the entire battlefield, causing great distress to the Dark Star Empire.
"That Wind Do was modeled after the Grey Angel, but its performance can’t match the Grey Angel."
Long Chen introduced to Su Ming.
"Impressive!"
Su Ming nodded.
At this ti, a graceful figure wearing a blue, exquisite command uniform, with long black hair cascading over her shoulders and a stunningly beautiful face, was walking toward the central control room through the external corridor.
When she arrived at the checkpoint, seeing the gates open one by one as she passed, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she asked the guard captain.
"Captain Dolku, why are all these gates open? Who went into the central control room?"
"Lord Long Chen."
Captain Dolku respectfully replied.
"I understand."
The woman walked straight towards the central control room.
Soon she arrived at the central control room, and saw Long Chen smiling as he talked with a young man, which made her pause.
She rarely saw Grandpa chatting so amiably with soone, so she approached and respectfully spoke.
"Grandpa."
Su Ming turned his head to look at the woman in front of him, also slightly stunned, as she looked very familiar to him, but he couldn’t imdiately recall where he had seen her before.
At this mont, Long Chen smilingly introduced.
"Su Ming, let introduce you, she is my great-granddaughter, Long Ying. Long Ying, this is Admiral Su Ming!"
"Hello, General Su Ming!"
Long Ying was taken aback upon hearing Long Chen’s words and promptly greeted him respectfully.
"Hello, Miss Long Ying, no need to be so formal!"
Su Ming politely replied.
"Indeed, although Su Ming is an admiral, he is also my old buddy Su Mulong’s great-grandson, younger than you."
Long Chen smiled at Long Ying.
"Admiral? Younger than ?"
Long Ying was montarily puzzled, as in the Federation, anyone who becos an admiral would typically be hundreds of years old.
"Yes."
Su Ming smiled and replied.
"It’s too unbelievable, simply a prodigy!"
Long Ying marveled incredulously.
"Thank you, Miss Long Ying, for the complint."
Su Ming, looking at Long Ying’s surprised expression, suddenly had a realization.
He had indeed seen Long Ying before; she was on his computer desktop wallpaper, which explained why she looked increasingly familiar.
At this mont, Long Chen turned to Long Ying and asked with a smile.
"Long Ying, what brings you to ?"
"Grandpa, the troops are ready."
Long Ying softly replied.
"Good, Su Ming, let show you the accompanying troops this ti."
Long Chen said with a smile.
"Okay!"
Su Ming nodded.
Long Chen then led the two of them toward the nearby mobile platform.
The three of them boarded the mobile platform.
Ka!
The entire mobile platform descended downward.
Soon the mobile platform reached the Grey Angel’s hangar.
As the sealed tal doors opened, the vast hangar ca into view.
Su Ming was suddenly amazed, with rows of Third Generation cha·Green Wings neatly arranged on the stations, and soldiers along the way uniformly wearing Third Generation Exoskeleton Armor.
"So many Green Wing chas?"
Su Ming exclaid.
"Just average, only about ten thousand units."
Long Chen replied as they walked forward.
Hearing the number, Su Ming’s eyelid twitched violently.
Then he saw ahead a series of Fourth Generation chas standing thirty-five ters tall, made entirely of black tal, chest branded with dragon patterns, arms equipped with hidden particle light cannons, back embedded with two pairs of black chanical wings, and holding two black particle light sabers.
"Those chas are?"
"Fourth Generation cha·Dragon Guard, the quantity isn’t large, just three hundred units."
"That’s a lot."
Su Ming’s mouth slightly twitched.
He then saw twenty units, each standing forty-five ters tall, constructed entirely of dark tal, surface covered in complex dragon patterns, back embedded with four pairs of chanical auxiliary light wings, right shoulder embedded with a plasma beam cannon, holding two black plasma light blades, radiating powerful pressure, ticulously arranged Fake V Generation chas.
Long Chen, noticing Su Ming’s gaze on those Fake V Generation chas, smiled and introduced.
"These twenty units are Fake V Generation cha·Dragon Wings, and ahead are five V Generation cha·Illusion Dragon; those Illusion Dragon chas co in low, dium, and high configurations."
"What is the most advanced cha?"
Su Ming curiously inquired.
"The most advanced is my V Generation Pure chanical cha·Dragon Soul ssenger (top configuration)."
Long Chen proudly said to Su Ming.
"I didn’t expect the Dragon Pattern Army to be so strong, equipped with so many advanced chas."
Su Ming marveled.
"Not many, in fact, this corps was my father’s, later given to . Moreover, this troop is the foundation of the Dragon Family; unless in dire circumstances, we wouldn’t deploy it easily."
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