Start By Parsing The Sun

A fleet consisting of hundreds of aircraft carriers is plowing through the waves and heading towards the front.

The mission of this fleet is to carry out the orders issued by Cheng Han.

That is, to go to the location where the God of Fire, Zhurong, killed the Sea King, and use the corpses of the massive sea monsters to produce highly efficient nutrient solution.

"Splash!"

"Splash!"

Accompanied by the sound of waves.

Only to see waves several tens of meters high rolling in one after another.

They had just approached the aircraft carriers within a hundred meters when the waves quickly weakened and then completely subsided.

This is the effect of the Wave Control Formation.

During this period of time.

The aircraft carrier fleet has repeatedly entered the open sea to engage in combat, and even ventured as far as three to four hundred kilometers away.

And the Falcon Corps used the aircraft carrier formation as a "springboard", expanding the operational area to an astonishing one thousand kilometers away.

In the past, this was an area that only the Xuanzhou could enter.

But now, ordinary soldiers can achieve this by piloting the Falcons.

The tremendous changes of the times are fully reflected on the battlefield of this world.

And thanks to the efforts of the Falcon Corps, there have been very few attacks by creatures like the Flying Serpents and Flying Sword Sharks within a five hundred kilometer range of the Dongli War Zone.

At this moment.

Carrier Han 18.

Fang Han stood firmly on the deck, looking at the towering cloud pillars in the distance between heaven and earth, his face filled with amazement.

In the first battle when the Falcon Corps arrived in the Youmiao Realm, he participated in a very dangerous mission as a mechanic and luckily helped the war zone kill a Xuan Master-level sea monster.

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

With the help of this secret medicine, he successfully condensed the Source Sensation Seal and practiced the Ninth Element Martial Technique to the twelfth form, becoming a reserve soldier.

At this moment.

Fang Han gazed at the magnificent phenomenon of heaven and earth and couldn't help but exclaim, "Fortunately, I chose to enter the Youmiao Realm, otherwise I would never see such a spectacular scene in my life."

The scene created by the God of Fire just now 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 "no regrets in this life".

A sturdy soldier next to him, named "Liu Kai", laughed and said, "Fang Jinye, half a month ago, you were attacked by the Mist Demon and fell into the sea. I remember you said you regretted coming here. Why did you change your mind today?"

The so-called "Fang Jinye" is a joking term.

The Qinghan Xuan Palace has already issued the "Palace Merit Order". Although the Falcon Corps is far away in the Youmiao Realm and has not yet implemented it synchronously, according to rumors, it will be implemented soon.

And Fang Han's colleagues made a joke that he had made a huge contribution last time and might be awarded the highest medal.

That is the Golden Spirit Leaf Medal.

So Liu Kai jokingly called him "Fang Jinye".

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

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

He unconsciously touched the scar on his face, and there was still some lingering fear in his heart.

At that time, the engine of the single-seat Falcon he was piloting was destroyed by the Mist Demon, and the Falcon immediately lost power.

Although he used his martial skills to control the Falcon and glided for more than twenty kilometers with maximum effort, he still crashed into the sea.

Fang Han struggled to get out of the Falcon and was attacked by a fierce sea fish, which bit off a piece of flesh from his arm and took a hard bite on his face, leaving a scar.

Although he fought hard against the sea fish, the smell of blood had already spread, and in another five minutes, a school of predatory fish would swarm over.

Fortunately, at a critical moment.

Two Sea Eagles arrived in time and saved Fang Han's life.

By the way.

The sea fish in this world seem to particularly like to attack the people of Wan Hao, as if it is 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 offshore areas, the Sea Eagle is unable to arrive quickly, the probability of death is even higher, reaching over 95%.

It has to be said.

War, has always been an extremely cruel thing.

Just at this moment.

"Woo~"

The sound of a huge engine roared down from the sky.

Both of them looked towards the sound at the same time and immediately spotted several small red dots arranged in a triangular formation, swiftly flying towards the front.

Bright tricolored flames emerged from the tail of each small red dot.

It was the Flame Eagle.

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

Liu Kai sighed, "I used to think that there wouldn't be anything to replace the Warhawk for at least fifty years, but I didn't expect it to become completely outdated in just half a year."

Just a few months ago, being a Warhawk pilot was a coveted position for everyone.

But after the Flame Eagle made its debut for less than an hour, no one envied Warhawk pilots anymore.

The speed at which they changed their affections was truly astonishing.

Fang Han felt a sense of melancholy in his heart, "The changes in this world are too fast."

Liu Kai changed the topic again, "A few days ago, six observation teams were sent from the nearby six war zones, with a total of over two thousand people."

"At that time, I was wondering why so many people came when previously only a few dozen people would come from one war zone. It turns out they came for the Flame Eagle."

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

He licked his lips and had a look of longing, "If I had the chance to fly the Flame Eagle, that would be great."

Liu Kai didn't say anything, but his expression was the same.

To this day.

Due to the impressive performance of the Warhawk Legion, the East Li War Zone has become the benchmark of the battlefield in the Boundless Realm.

War zones in the surrounding areas often send people to visit and learn, and the people in this war zone are already used to it.

And whenever the soldiers talk about this, they all have a proud look on their faces.

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Although the Wave-Controlling Profound Formation and the Water-Resistance Reducing Profound Formation have been activated, the maximum speed of the aircraft carrier is only a little over 120 kilometers per hour.

In another era, this is roughly equivalent to 65 knots, which can definitely be considered a super high speed. Some nuclear-powered aircraft carriers are only around 36 knots.

But in the eyes of the soldiers, this speed is really slow.

After three hours.

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

This refers to the shocking blow of the Candle Melt Divine General, which killed almost all marine creatures within a radius of two hundred kilometers, forming a sea of corpses.

Fang Han mixed in with the crowd on the deck, overlooking the layers of corpses, shocked, "Oh my god! So many corpses!"

What he saw was a variety of strange sea monsters.

Among them were giant fish that were tens of meters long, tree-like hundred-meter sea monsters, and strange sea monsters with three snake heads.

Although the soldiers had been in the Boundless Realm for so long and had seen all sorts of strange sea monsters, they still felt a sense of wonder at this moment.

Soon.

A loud voice spread across the deck, "Everyone, start working!"

The so-called "work" was actually salvaging the corpses of sea monsters and sending them to the nutrient factory in the bottom of the ship.

During the recent journey, the craftsmen had already urgently converted part of the compartments into factories.

The method was simple.

First, open up a part of the compartments, then quickly cultivate a large number of Greedy Vine, a special plant used by the Wan Hao people to deal with city sewage.

With the voraciousness of this plant, it is enough to digest the carcass of a sea beast to the point where not even a trace of bone is left.

Finally, some special tree gum pipelines are laid down to drain the nutrient solution produced by the voracious vine.

After the order was given.

The soldiers immediately got busy.

Crane-like equipment was set up on the edge of the deck.

The soldiers forcefully shot fish spears into the bodies of the sea monsters.

The tail end of the fish spears was connected to high-strength vines, which were then lifted onto the deck by the lifting machines and sent to the factory.

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

"Woo! Woo!"

This is the whistling sound of the fish spears being shot.

"One! Two! Three!"

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

Fang Han's strength has weakened a bit, and he has been assigned to the position of transporting sea monster corpses.

The scene was bustling and continued for half an hour.

Unexpectedly, something happened.

Fang Han was pushing a cart transporting corpses, loaded with two scorpion-like carcasses, when he suddenly felt a creepy sensation.

"Whoosh!"

Only a slight sound was heard.

A bone-like scorpion tail that was originally hanging down suddenly swung up rapidly, and the sharp black bone needle stabbed directly at Fang Han's face.

Almost at the same time.

Fang Han instinctively moved his head slightly.

The bone needle grazed his cheek, instantly leaving a blood mark.

It was only a hair's breadth away.

This scene.

It shocked the nearby mechanics.

The scorpion tail seemed to have exhausted its last bit of strength, and it drooped down softly, hitting the cart with a light "bang".

Fang Han snapped back to his senses, a large cold sweat instantly pouring out from his back, and he finally felt an unprecedented sense of fear.

He reached out and touched the bloodstain on his face, greatly relieved.

Red!

This means there is no poisoning!

Liu Kai hurried over 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 no problem, then turned his head and looked towards the direction of the lifting frame, loudly cursing, "Damn it, all of you, almost killed Fang Han! Before you lift the corpse up, can't you make sure the monster is dead?"

A team member who knew he was in the wrong quickly ran over and apologized repeatedly.

The commotion continued for a while, and then settled down. All the soldiers received a new order - before salvaging the corpses, they must first whip the corpses.

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

Fang Han's experience once again proved this point.

"Smack!"

Liu Kai patted his shoulder, "Fang Han, do you want to take a rest first?"

Fang Han shook his head vigorously, smiled nonchalantly, and said, "Just a little danger, besides, everyone is busy, how can I rest?"

He made another joke, "I am destined to die in the sky, definitely not on the deck."

Liu Kai gave him a thumbs up, "Well done!"

From these few sentences, it can be seen that in just a few months of his legion career, not only did Fang Han leave scars on his body, but he also transformed from a vain young man into a qualified steel material.

After a while, Fang Han suddenly heard someone calling his name.

"Fang Han... Is Fang Han here?"

He wiped the sweat off his forehead, turned his head towards the sound, and immediately saw a school lieutenant walking towards him.

Fang Han swiftly performed a standard salute and replied forcefully, "Reporting to the school lieutenant, I am Fang Han!"

Then, something unexpected happened.

The school lieutenant actually returned the salute, raising his hand, and said, "Mr. Fang Han!"

A school lieutenant returning the salute to a trainee pilot and addressing him as "Mr." was a very unusual thing.

Fang Han was stunned for a moment, and a sudden premonition arose in his heart.

The school lieutenant shouted 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 Gold Spirit Leaf Medal."

This person paused for a moment and emphasized, "This is the first Gold Spirit Leaf Medal awarded by the Xuan Palace!"

Fang Han's mind boomed, and he was completely stunned.

Oh my god!

Did I really receive the Gold Spirit Leaf Medal?!

There was a commotion among the people around him.

Pairs of eyes filled with envy locked onto Fang Han's figure.

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

After all, for a warrior who had truly fought bloodily and narrowly escaped death several times, no one would think that he was unworthy.

The school lieutenant then took out a beautifully packaged invitation, "Mr. Fang Han, the war zone invites you to attend tonight's award ceremony and dinner."

He handed the invitation over and added, "The attendees of the dinner include the Deputy Palace Master, as well as the main and deputy main commanders of this war zone."

Fang Han was almost dumbfounded.

As someone who wasn't even a soldier, he actually had the qualification to attend the banquet with the Deputy Palace Master and other super important figures?

Seeing him in a daze, the school lieutenant reminded him in a low voice, "Please accept the invitation."

Fang Han responded with an "Oh" and hurriedly took the invitation.

The school lieutenant suddenly saluted and said loudly, "Mr. Fang Han, the Deputy Palace Master has entrusted me to tell you that you are a person worthy of respect, and the legion will never forget your contributions."

Fang Han blinked hard, feeling his eyes becoming warm.

He was so emotionally overwhelmed that he forgot to express his gratitude.

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

It had nothing to do with anything else.

It was the purest affirmation.

The school lieutenant gestured, "Mr. Fang Han, please follow me back to Lotus Island. The war zone has specially prepared a set of formal attire for you to attend tonight's banquet."

Fang Han didn't respond to this request, but instead asked a question, "Can I wear the identity badge of my fallen comrades to the banquet?"

The school lieutenant was a bit confused, "Sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean."

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

As he said these words, flashes of figures crossed his mind one after another.

They had once fought on the Han 18 aircraft carrier, but now they had turned into the blue sky flowers, scattered in this vast and boundless sea area.

The school lieutenant fell silent for a moment and nodded forcefully, "Of course! I don't think anyone would object to your idea."

The school lieutenant's address to Fang Han changed from "you" to "you" to "you" to "you".

The gazes of the people around them all changed when they looked at him.