When the spaceship entered the Democracy Fortress and the generals stepped out in file, each person wore a grim expression, their minds heavy and souls absent. They didn't even care that they were still in their underwear.
Everyone was carefully chewing over Matt's words.
Matt is the president of the third largest military enterprise in the human world, rich enough to rival nations. His professional insights into military weapon technology are unmatched by ordinary people.
His comments on this new type of Space Carrier and those Bandit Army Warships equipped with peculiar ramming beaks can almost be regarded as conclusions!
If the Space Carrier that Martin Company spent countless funds and manpower on, taking years and still failing to design, is mere junk compared to this Apocalypse Space Carrier, then what do these current God-level carriers count as?
Shock and curiosity filled everyone with anticipation for the upcoming exercise.
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