Let's start by analyzing the sun

A fleet of hundreds of aircraft carriers was sailing forward, cleaving through the waves.

The fleet's mission was to execute the order issued by Cheng Han.

That is, to go to the location where the Zhurong Divine General killed the Sea King, and use a huge amount of sea monster corpses to produce highly efficient nutrient solution.

"Splash!"

"Splash!"

Accompanied by a burst of waves.

Waves tens of meters high rolled in one after another.

Just as they approached within a hundred meters of the aircraft carrier, the waves quickly weakened and then subsided completely.

This was the effect of the Wave-Taming Profound Formation.

During this period.

The aircraft carrier fleet, relying on this profound formation, repeatedly entered the outer sea for combat, and at the farthest even penetrated three or four hundred kilometers.

The Warhawk Legion used the aircraft carrier formation as a "springboard", and the combat area was extended to an astonishing one thousand kilometers.

In the past, this was an area that only Profound Vessels could set foot in.

But now, ordinary soldiers driving Warhawks could do it.

The enormous changes of the times were fully reflected in the battlefield of this world.

Thanks to the Warhawk Legion's efforts, there were now very few attacks by flying snakes, flying sword sharks, and the like within a 500-kilometer radius of the Eastern Li war zone.

At this time.

Aircraft Carrier Han No. 18.

Fang Han stood firmly on the deck, looking at the towering cloud pillar standing between heaven and earth in the distance, his face full of amazement.

In the first battle of the Warhawk Legion's arrival in the Youmiao Realm, he participated in an extremely dangerous mission as a mechanic, and was extremely lucky to help the war zone kill a Profound Master-level sea monster.

Fang Han was rewarded heavily by the war zone and was given a rare secret medicine.

With the help of this secret medicine, he successfully condensed the Source Sense Seal, and also cultivated the Nine Yuan Martial Skill to the twelfth form, and became a reserve soldier.

At this moment.

Fang Han stared at the vast phenomenon of heaven and earth, and couldn't help but sigh: "Fortunately, I chose to enter the Youmiao Realm, otherwise I would never have seen such a spectacular scene in my life."

The scene created by the Divine General's personal action gave him the greatest shock in his life.

It also gave this young man, who was not yet twenty years old, a strong sense of "not having lived in vain."

A stout warrior next to him, named "Liu Kai", smiled and said: "Fang Jinye, you were attacked by a mist demon and fell into the sea half a month ago, I remember you said you regretted coming here, why have you changed your tune again today?"

The so-called "Fang Jinye" was a joke.

Qinghan Profound Palace had already issued the "Palace Merit Order". Although the Warhawk Legion was far away in the Youmiao Realm and had not implemented it simultaneously, it was rumored that it would be implemented soon.

His colleague joked with Fang Han, saying that he had made a great contribution last time, and might be awarded the highest medal.

That is, the Golden Spirit Leaf Medal.

Therefore, Liu Kai would jokingly call him "Fang Jinye".

Fang Han smiled a little awkwardly, and couldn't help but defend himself: "I almost died at that time, so I was very scared!"

His tone became firm again: "I am a knight of the sky, I will never retreat!"

He unconsciously touched a scar on his face, and still felt some lingering fear in his heart.

At that time, the engine of the single-seat Warhawk that Fang Han was driving was destroyed by the mist demon, and the Warhawk immediately lost power.

Although he used his combat skills to control the Warhawk and glided for more than 20 kilometers with maximum effort, he still plunged into the sea.

Fang Han struggled to leave the Warhawk, and was attacked by a fierce sea fish, a piece of meat was bitten off his arm, and his face was also bitten hard, leaving a scar.

Although he fought hard to kill the sea fish, the bloody smell had spread out, and within five minutes at most, a group of predatory fish would surround him.

Fortunately, at a critical moment.

Two Seahawk fighters rushed over in time and saved Fang Han's life.

By the way.

The sea fish in this world especially like to attack Wanhao people, this seems to be the malice of the entire world.

According to the statistics of the Warhawk Legion, the survival rate of pilots who unfortunately fall into the sea is less than 50%.

If in the more dangerous outer sea area, where the Seahawks cannot rush to quickly, the probability of death is as high as 95% or more.

It has to be said.

War is always an extremely cruel thing.

Just then.

"Whoosh～"

The huge roar of the engine descended from the sky.

The two of them looked up at the same time, and immediately captured several small red dots arranged in a triangular array, rapidly sweeping towards the front.

The tail of each small red dot emitted a bright tri-color tail flame.

It was the Firehawk.

Fang Han stared blankly at this scene: "The new Warhawk is so fast!"

Liu Kai said with emotion: "I originally thought that nothing would replace the Warhawk for at least fifty years, but I didn't expect that after only half a year, the Warhawk would be completely outdated."

Just a few months ago, Warhawk pilots were an enviable position.

But less than an hour after the Firehawk debuted, no one envied Warhawk pilots anymore.

The speed of falling in love with someone new was really staggering.

Fang Han felt the same way: "The changes in this world are too fast."

Liu Kai changed the subject again: "A few days ago, the six nearby war zones sent an observation team, with a total of more than 2,000 people.

"At that time, I was wondering, at most a few dozen people came from a war zone before, but this time so many people came, it turned out they were here for the Firehawk."

Fang Han nodded, understanding this very well: "The Firehawk is so powerful, if it were me, I would also study it carefully."

He smacked his lips again, with a look of longing on his face: "If I have the opportunity to fly the Firehawk, that would be great."

Liu Kai didn't speak, his face also had the same expression.

To this day.

Due to the Warhawk Legion's amazing performance, the Eastern Li war zone has become the benchmark for the Youmiao Realm battlefield.

The surrounding war zones often send people to visit and study, and the people in this war zone are no longer surprised.

Whenever the soldiers talked about this, they all had a proud look on their faces.

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Despite opening the Wave-Taming Profound Formation and the Ling-Water Profound Formation, which greatly reduces water flow resistance, the maximum speed of the aircraft carrier was only just over 120 kilometers per hour.

In another time and space, this was almost equal to 65 knots, which was definitely a super high speed, some nuclear-powered aircraft carriers were only about 36 knots.

But in the eyes of the soldiers, this speed was too slow.

After a full three hours.

The aircraft carrier fleet finally arrived at the edge of the "Sea of Corpses".

That is, the sea of corpses formed by the Zhulong Divine General's shocking blow, which killed almost all marine life within a radius of 200 kilometers.

Fang Han was mixed in with the crowd on the deck, looking down at the layers of corpses, shocked and stunned: "My God! So many corpses!"

As far as the eye could see.

There were all kinds of strange-shaped sea monsters.

Among them were giant fish tens of meters long, sea monsters hundreds of meters long shaped like trees, and strange-shaped sea monsters with three snake heads.

Although the soldiers had been in the Youmiao Realm for so long and had seen strange sea monsters, they still felt like they had opened their eyes.

Soon.

A loud voice instantly spread throughout the deck: "Everyone, start working!"

The so-called "working" was actually salvaging sea monster corpses and sending them to the nutrient solution factory at the bottom of the cabin.

Just on the way here, the craftsmen had urgently rebuilt the factory.

The method was very simple.

First, open up a part of the cabin, and then quickly cultivate a large number of gluttonous vines, which are special plants used by Wanhao people's cities to treat urban sewage garbage.

With the "gluttonous" degree of this plant, it was enough to digest the sea beast corpses until not even a bit of bone remained.

Finally, lay some special tree gum pipes to drain the nutrient solution produced by the gluttonous vines.

After the order was issued.

The soldiers immediately became busy.

One hoisting equipment after another was erected on the edge of the deck.

The soldiers vigorously threw out fish spears, inserting them into the sea monster's body.

The tail of the fish spear was connected to a highly strong vine, and then it was lifted onto the deck with the help of a hoisting machine, and then sent to the factory.

This process was very simple, and with the strength of the soldiers, the efficiency was also very high.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

This was the whistling sound of the fish spear being fired.

"One! Two! Three!"

This was the slogan shouted by the soldiers as they pulled the vines together.

Fang Han's strength was a little weaker, and he was assigned to the job of transporting sea monster corpses.

After a lively scene that lasted for half an hour.

An accident suddenly happened.

Fang Han was pushing a cart transporting corpses, which was loaded with two sea scorpion-shaped corpses, and suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

"Swish!"

Only a soft sound was heard.

A section of the bony scorpion tail that was originally hanging down suddenly swung rapidly, and the sharp black bone needle pierced straight towards Fang Han's face.

Almost at the same time.

Fang Han instinctively shook his head.

The bone needle brushed past his cheek, instantly creating a bloody mark.

It was only a hair's breadth away.

This scene.

Left several mechanics next to him stunned.

The scorpion tail seemed to have exhausted its last bit of strength, and hung down weakly, hitting the cart with a "bang".

Fang Han came back to his senses, a large amount of cold sweat instantly poured out of his back, and he felt an unprecedentedly strong sense of fear.

He reached out and touched the blood on his face, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Red!

This meant he was not poisoned!

Liu Kai rushed over quickly and asked anxiously: "Fang Han, are you okay?"

Fang Han took a deep breath, shook his head and smiled: "I'm fine!"

Liu Kai stared at him for a few moments, confirmed that there was nothing wrong, and turned to look at the direction of the hoisting frame, and shouted angrily:

"Damn your whole family, Fang Han was almost killed by you, can you make sure the monster is dead before you hoist the corpse up!"

A team leader knew that he was in the wrong, and quickly ran over to apologize repeatedly.

After the commotion lasted for a while, things calmed down, and all the soldiers received a new order - the corpses must be flogged before they are salvaged.

Every rule on the battlefield is backed by blood and lives.

Fang Han's encounter proved this once again.

"Pa!"

Liu Kai patted him on the shoulder: "Fang Han, do you want to take a break first?"

Fang Han shook his head vigorously, and smiled indifferently: "It's just a small danger, and everyone is busy, how can I go to rest?"

He joked again: "I am destined to die in the sky, I will never die on the deck."

Liu Kai gave a thumbs up: "Good job!"

It can be seen from these few words.

The short few months of the legion's life not only left scars on Fang Han, but also forged the former vain teenager into a qualified piece of steel.

After a while.

Fang Han suddenly heard someone calling his name.

"Fang Han... is Fang Han here?"

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound, and immediately saw a Captain walking over in big strides.

Fang Han swiftly and powerfully performed a standard salute, and replied sonorously: "Reporting to the Captain, I am Fang Han!"

Then.

Something unexpected happened to him.

The Captain actually raised his hand and returned a salute: "Mr. Fang Han!"

It was very unusual for a Captain to return a salute to a reserve pilot and call him "Mr."

Fang Han was stunned for a moment, and suddenly had some kind of premonition in his heart.

The Captain said loudly: "Just now, the legion issued an order, in view of your outstanding contributions to the war zone, it has been decided to award you a Golden Spirit Leaf Medal."

This person paused for a moment, and emphasized his tone: "This is the first Golden Spirit Leaf Medal awarded by the Profound Palace!"

Fang Han's brain buzzed, and he was completely stunned.

My God!

I really got the Golden Spirit Leaf Medal?!

There was an uproar around him.

Pairs of envious eyes locked on Fang Han's figure.

But no one felt that Fang Han was not qualified to receive the Golden Spirit Leaf Medal.

After all, for a warrior who had truly fought bloody battles and had several brushes with death, no one would think that he was unworthy.

The Captain took out an exquisitely decorated invitation: "Mr. Fang Han, the war zone invites you to attend tonight's award ceremony and attend tonight's banquet."

This person handed over the invitation, and added specifically: "The attendees of the banquet include the Vice Palace Master, as well as the General and Deputy General of this war zone."

Fang Han was almost dumbfounded.

A person who is not even a soldier, actually has the qualification to attend a banquet with super big shots such as the Vice Palace Master and the General?

Seeing him looking silly, the Captain reminded him in a low voice: "Please accept the invitation."

Fang Han said "Oh", and hurriedly took the invitation.

"Shua!"

The Captain suddenly gave a salute and said loudly: "Mr. Fang Han, the Vice Palace Master has entrusted me to tell you that you are a respectable person, and the legion will never forget the contributions you have made."

Fang Han blinked hard, feeling his eyes getting hot.

He was so restless that he forgot to express his gratitude.

He didn't even realize that, for so many years, this was the affirmation he most craved from the depths of his soul.

Nothing else.

The most pure affirmation.

The captain gestured again: "Mr. Fang Han, please return to Lotus Island with me. The war zone has specially prepared a set of formal attire for you to attend this evening's banquet."

Fang Han didn't respond to the request, but instead asked a question: "Can I wear my comrades' dog tags to the banquet?"

The captain was a little confused: "I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean."

Fang Han's voice was soft, but his tone was unusually firm: "They sacrificed themselves in past battles, and I want them to witness all of this."

As he spoke, one figure after another flashed through his mind.

They once fought on the Han-18 aircraft carrier, but now they have turned into ethereal flowers, scattered in this vast and boundless sea.

The captain was silent for a moment, then nodded with unusual force: "Of course! I don't think anyone would object to your idea."

The way he addressed Fang Han subtly changed from "you" to "Sir."

The gazes of the surrounding people all changed.