Chapter 2600 - 2592: Sudden Mission

Chapter 2600: Chapter 2592: Sudden Mission

Who else could it be but Luohua’s people? With the military stationed nearby, it’s definitely not the work of anyone else.

Feng Jun could even imagine that perhaps the military might proactively activate the Rain Prayer Array to practice coordinating with the warships. In that case, it’s as if they have two Rain Prayer Arrays, one here and another deep in the mountains of Qian Province.

Letting others casually use his own belongings felt a bit strange to Feng Jun. But thinking about it further, since even the Daoist disciples had been recruited, he could feel the difficulty on the other side clearly, so there was no need to fuss over such matters.

After that, he actually discovered quite a bit of wildlife within the contracted area, including medium to large herbivores like yellow sheep and wild donkeys. Though he knew these creatures were damaging the greenery, he couldn’t just drive them away, could he?

Seeing their leisurely demeanor, it was evident that not even the military had made a move, perhaps everyone acknowledged this ecological model.

When Feng Jun returned to Luohua, it was around three in the early morning. Originally, he thought Beauty Lin should have left by now. Yet, scanning with his Divine Sense, he found her sleeping in the dormitory — a three-story house they had rented from the Cultural Town.

Nevertheless, in such deep night, Feng Jun was reluctant to disturb anyone’s sweet dreams. Rarely returning to the villa’s backyard, he practiced some yoga with the Zhang Family Sisters and Teacher Mei, then fell into a deep sleep. By the time he woke up, it was already noon the next day.

After achieving Golden Core, he no longer needed such deep sleep. But this kind of rest, like getting slightly drunk once in a while, brought him immense comfort.

Soon after waking up, a small rain was brought by the Rain Prayer Array. Standing in the rain, Feng Jun linked with Beauty Lin using his Divine Sense, "Have you received the goods?"

"Received them early," Beauty Lin mumbled softly, "I even thought you would notify me at night, waiting for you all night."

What kind of nonsense is this? Without responding to her grumble, Feng Jun then asked, "I thought you’d be off delivering medicine to your grandma. I didn’t expect you’d still be here."

"I must hold my post," Beauty Lin continued to murmur, "There’s someone specifically responsible for the medicine. Plus, I have cousins and aunts and uncles taking care of my grandma... if I leave, it could be neglecting my duty. Serving you properly is what’s most important."

Hearing this, Feng Jun was speechless, estimating she had learned a lesson and was now more vigilant.

Seeing him unresponsive, Beauty Lin immediately called out, "How should I deliver the hospital equipment shortage data to you?"

"Just give it to Teacher Mei," Feng Jun answered casually.

In the evening, Director Mei returned from Xiuzhen Courtyard, bringing not only a USB flash drive but also a message — the military wanted to organize a company-level warship team to conduct a drill in outer space.

In the past half year, the military frequently practiced warship tactics in the Qian Province’s mountains, cultivating a large number of specialized combat personnel — after all, they didn’t need to worry about the consumption of energy stones, and the wear and tear of warships was minimal.

Though a few mecha were damaged, this was understandable — some were damaged during extreme tests.

No matter what, the troops were now trained and ready for practical space operations. Firstly, to test the quality and performance of the warships, and secondly, to accumulate combat experience — how could you gain experience in space warfare while on the ground?

However, launching the warships was problematic, not due to insufficient energy, but because it was too easy to be spotted.

First of all, Earth’s sky is filled with satellites. Whenever a major country launches a missile or rocket, they usually issue a notification because they worry others might detect these launches, causing confusion or even panic, which could lead to incidents.

Moreover... testing space warfare can’t happen in near-Earth orbit; at least tens of thousands of kilometers away. In doing so, not only professional organizations but even amateur astronomers might notice the space fleet.

Astronomy enthusiasts should not be underestimated; some possess quite good equipment and decent professional expertise.

Beauty Lin suggested that if the fleet gets exposed in space, then so be it. After all, conducting tactical tests millions of kilometers away makes it difficult for others to clearly see what’s happening. At worst, it might cause some panic on Earth — as long as Huaxia isn’t panicking, that’s fine.

The process of launching warships isn’t actually hard to manage. After nightfall, they could head south into the sea directly from Qian Province, rising from underwater a few thousand kilometers offshore. This way, even if detected, others wouldn’t be able to confirm which country they belonged to.

This operation mimicked the way Feng Jun piloted his warship.

Though the fleet may not maneuver as deftly as Feng Jun, the strategy could still be borrowed, given that space battleships possess strong underwater capabilities.

During the launch, the fleet would always remain in Earth’s shadow, delaying detection.

Once the warships reach a certain altitude, even if spotted, there’s nothing the observer can do — actually, if the warships leave Earth at full speed, the fastest missiles on Earth wouldn’t catch them.

Still, if there’s a chance to hide, why not conceal to the extent possible?

In fact, the biggest problem with the exercise is how to return safely without being discovered.

It’s not a big deal if something randomly flies out—what really matters is when something inexplicable enters Earth from space, especially if it’s a sizable chunk or even a series of them. That would cause a major uproar throughout human society!

The space fleet has stealth capabilities, but ever since the war against the Insect Race started, the stealth needs have not been aimed at internal Federation warfare but have become varied and diverse—mainly because the detection capabilities of the insects are quite multifaceted.

The fleet also has mimicry functions, but a huge meteor crashing towards Earth... someone might actually consider navigating a ship and planting mushrooms on the meteor!

In any case, the fleet’s return is bound to provoke human panic and face attacks from various weapons.

Thus, someone asked Feng Jun to consider how to both train the troops in space and return safely.

Feng Jun was at a loss once again. It really made him feel terribly frustrated, but the key problem was: it wasn’t an unreasonable request.

A fleet that hasn’t been trained in space, can it really be called a space fleet? Can the navy in Lake Kusugul really be called a navy?

He thought for a while, deciding to bite the bullet and take on the task. Then he sent a message to Beauty Lin, "How do we conduct space training with just a company-level fleet?"

Beauty Lin hesitated for a moment before answering, "I think this is the first time we’ll be conducting space training, so caution is paramount. Maybe by the second or third time... once we’re more skilled, we can have somewhat larger-scale operations."

"Second and third time?" Feng Jun was annoyed, "Then I won’t bother with the first time. You go do whatever you like."

"Does that mean you intended to be involved?" Beauty Lin was both happy and worried; she was pleased because she hadn’t expected Feng Jun to actually have a solution to the return problem and was willing to help—honestly, the military didn’t really think he had a solution, it was just a casual inquiry.

As for the worry, that clearly stemmed from the training frequency frustrating Feng Jun, but she hesitated before defending herself, "If we deploy a battalion-level fleet on the first try, and there are casualties, the loss could be significant, so please understand."

"I can understand, but I don’t have that much time," Feng Jun answered straightforwardly, "I also have to go to space, so if there might be casualties among the warriors, I could also be at risk—but I hope you have some faith in the equipment I bring back!"

A trip to space is not short, especially if the warship wants to maintain stealth, which takes more time on the way. Tactical drills also require time; if Feng Jun handles one round trip, that’s fine, but it’s not realistic to do it each time.

"You’re going too..." Beauty Lin didn’t know Feng Jun’s solution, but since he wouldn’t explain, she wouldn’t ask further. She just seized the opportunity to inquire, "How do you plan to return then?"

"I’m not discussing that problem with you," Feng Jun was in no mood to explain to her, and quite frankly, he couldn’t explain, "I’m saying I don’t have that much spare time. You need to prepare a minimum battalion-level fleet... I’ll also be taking risks."

With your capabilities, the risk you face will be much smaller, right? Beauty Lin silently retorted in her heart.

However, considering that his participation would significantly increase the warriors’ safety factor, she asked another question, "If you will indeed face risks, isn’t there another solution? To us, you’re more important than a battalion-level fleet."

"There’s no such thing as who is more important than whom," Feng Jun didn’t fall for the flattery, even if he felt comfortable hearing it, "It’s lucky I even have a solution; if it weren’t for your reasonable demands, I wouldn’t want to be involved."

Beauty Lin went silent for two seconds, then decisively stated, "Understood, I will contact you when there’s news."

She went to contact the relevant parties, and Feng Jun couldn’t be bothered to pay attention, leisurely walking back to his small house in the rain.

Not far from the small house, a small tent was set up, where Zhong Lijing was meditating. She had recently reached the sixth layer of Mortal Transformation and was stabilizing her realm since Feng Jun’s residence was surrounded by a Golden Core level Spirit Gathering Array, but her cultivation level was too low to stay too close.

Technically, she could go cultivate in the bamboo forest or the backyard; however, there were too many people cultivating in the bamboo forest. Though there was enough Spiritual Energy, the space was not large, while the backyard belonged primarily to Elder Luohua, making her uncomfortable.

So she preferred to pitch a small tent and cultivate next to Feng Jun.

Feng Jun sensed her state and shook his head instinctively; he originally planned to relax for a few days in the Earth Realm, but unexpectedly encountered the space fleet issue—the transportation attribute certainly transcends dimensions.

He wondered if the other party would be willing to send a battalion-level fleet for an initial space voyage.

This time, Beauty Lin took quite a bit longer to communicate. It was nearly evening when she reached out to Feng Jun, "We’ve agreed to a battalion level in principle, but the exercise plan needs adjustment. You’ll have to wait a couple more days... the combat personnel want more communication with you, is that okay?"

(Updated until the call for monthly votes.)