According to that young assistant’s account, he had been continuously battling the queen, releasing mental shocks, which led to some sort of brain shutdown...
Hmm, that’s roughly what happened.
As long as he’s okay.
"Catherine... Catherine?"
"Has the White Ghost contacted you?" Director Riva asked quietly.
Catherine didn’t hide anything and shared those photos carefully designed by Lyu, actively explaining, "His brain has suffered structural damage, and it is slowly healing."
"Then he’s missed out on this opportunity to earn military merits."
Director Riva shook his head and then frowned at Catherine.
Structural brain damage... Wasn’t that an insult?
"How have you two been getting along? Catherine? I mean, beyond the captain and team member relationship."
Catherine thought carefully, "It’s fine."
"That’s good," Director Riva said, "Take care, and don’t let this powerful Ancient God Transformed fall into the hands of the Military Department; otherwise, the elders will definitely not be pleased."
Catherine slightly pursed her lips, pretending not to hear, and didn’t agree to anything.
In the next two days, Catherine became exceptionally busy.
Training the team members, allocating resources, preparing for the start of the battles, and ensuring confidentiality, everything had to be handled by her as the squad leader.
Bryant was taken away early, and Catherine didn’t know his specific mission.
Moreover, Catherine felt that Bryant had been acting strangely lately; his personality seemed less sullen and vicious, and he had become more radiant as if the entire person had become much gentler.
Of course, Catherine didn’t delve too deeply into this matter since Bryant was moving toward the direction of ’good.’
Imperial New Calendar, late September 731.
Catherine led her squad, along with seven other squads, piloting eight Poisoned Stinger Ships, arriving at a secret space station on the Empire’s border.
The space station was temporarily built, floating in the geostationary orbit of a gas giant.
When they arrived, thousands of warships had already gathered here, and Catherine stood by the porthole gazing outward, clearly seeing the fleet segmented into six combat groups with six Dreadnoughts, each thousands of meters long, fully prepared.
The number of Dreadnoughts in the Empire was naturally confidential.
And Catherine noticed that among these six Dreadnoughts, four were models that had not appeared during the interception of that Sixth Rank queen.
The eight Poisoned Stinger Ships were integrated into the core escort fleet.
What they had to protect was quite special, a gigantic battleship composed of twelve boxy starships connected together.
This was the Empire’s industrial ship, capable of deploying to form a shipyard at any time, functioning as a mobile military factory.
Such gigantic battleships could be seen in each combat group, one or two of them, though each model was different, focusing on either production or ship maintenance and repair.
When the Empire deployed industrial ships to perfect the logistics and supply system, it indicated that, according to the Empire’s plan, this war would not end quickly.
Would that massive fortress appear?
Catherine pondered this.
She habitually opened the communicator to take a look, only to remember that communication in this airspace had already been blocked.
She looked up and stared out the window, watching as a new batch of warships arrived, lost in thought.
Meanwhile, at some border of the Sherman Empire, the East Wind silently appeared, swiftly crossing the border into Sherman Empire territory, continuing its consecutive jumps.