The plunder of the heavens begins with the Spirit Cage.

They were all eagerly awaiting the warships to be launched and the arrival of qualified officers and airmen.

Talented individuals specializing in deep space operations have long been highly sought-after by various factions.

As for why the first fleet was numbered 463, instead of...

This is something that those who know, know!

Chapter 164 Captain Liu Peiqiang

Sweat soaked Liu Peiqiang's back.

Even after removing his holographic tactical helmet, the intense command and control simulation of the Rock-class battleship still left him feeling dizzy.

It almost drained all his energy.

He gently rubbed his throbbing temples, his mind still replaying the intricate advance tactics he had just witnessed on the virtual star map.

"Haha, Liu, well done!"

With a heavy Slavic accent, Ivan Petrovich took off his helmet and slapped him hard on the back. The force was so great that Liu Peiqiang stumbled forward.

The burly man, a former member of the Russian space program, was beaming with excitement. "Hahaha, that last salvo of railgun fire you just fired was absolutely brilliant!"

"They are indeed impressive, but they are too ruthless."

Anna Dupont, a tall, blonde woman standing to the side, glanced at us sideways while holding a tactical helmet, her French-accented English tinged with a hint of mocking complaint.

"My Seraphim cruiser was just there for the whole time, its phase cannons were burning hot, and you didn't even give it a chance to fire. What a cold-blooded guy."

Liu Peiqiang forced a tired smile, his tone full of humility: "Without Ivan's fire support, a volley of fire wouldn't deal full damage."

Thanks to Anna's formation control, I was able to find a breakthrough.

The Rock-class destroyers are too clumsy; they can't fight without their escort squadrons.

"Stop with the modesty!" Ivan waved his hand, his voice so loud that the other trainees turned their heads. "You're definitely an A+ in this assessment."

"No one in our graduating class is better at piloting the Rock-class battleship than you. You're definitely going to be the first in our class to become a captain in the Global Fleet!"

Anna nodded, her blue eyes showing approval: "Right now, all the fleets are scrambling to recruit deep-space command talent."

"With your performance just now, you'll definitely be selected by headquarters."

The three walked together out of the training center, where trainees from various countries were bustling about in the corridor.

Different languages ​​mingled and clamored, while outside the window lay the magnificent planetary engines of The Wandering Earth.

The brown earth has shed its former snow, and the azure ocean has appeared on earth.

Even the greenery is now visible to the naked eye from high above, displaying its tenacious vitality.

The three walked through the domed corridor, and Ivan waved directly towards the cafeteria: "Let's go!"

"Hurry up and eat something; that calculation just now completely exhausted me!"

Liu Peiqiang had barely taken a few bites of his meal at the table by the window when his personal terminal on his wrist suddenly emitted a rapid beeping sound.

Seeing the deep blue light emanating from the other party's terminal, Ivan forgot to chew the steak in his mouth.

His eyes widened and he blurted out a curse: "Shit!"

This is definitely an appointment notice from MOSS!

Anna put down her water glass and leaned forward slightly: "It seems your chance has come."

This situation is actually common knowledge that the college has made public.

In previous years, the top-performing students were all appointed by MOSS in this way without any warning.

There is a shortage of people everywhere, and many places simply cannot wait for trainees to graduate.

Anyone with outstanding performance will be promoted and transferred ahead of schedule. This is an unfortunate reality under the rapid expansion of the starship force by the consortium.

Liu Peiqiang took a deep breath, suppressed the pounding in his chest, and tapped the command with his fingertips.

MOSS's cold, synthesized voice rang out, accompanied by a holographic appointment document projected from his wrist:

[Student Liu Peiqiang (ID: DS-463-07)]

From: Joint Deep Space Forces Command - Personnel Appointment System (AI: MOSS)

Subject: Appointment Notice

Based on comprehensive evaluation, trainee Liu Peiqiang received the highest/excellent rating in all core assessments...

The following appointments are hereby formally made:

You are the captain of the Seraphim-class cruiser CA-19 "Rinpu" in the 463rd World Fleet.

Belonging to the Third Battle Group, it undertakes tasks such as formation escort, regional maneuver, tactical reconnaissance, and medium- and long-range fire support.

Please confirm your appointment within 24 standard hours and proceed to the 4th Deep Space Dock to board the ship and report for duty within 48 standard hours.

——MOSS

The moment the words vanished, Liu Peiqiang clenched his fingertips.

Ever since he woke up two years ago on the Navigator space station and learned of the existence of parallel worlds, he once thought he had become a set of data.

Am I having a bizarre dream in a world created by artificial intelligence?

However, time has shown him everything: parallel worlds, alliances, and even aliens are all real!

When the United Government officially joined the Multi-Union, he was among the first to be selected for an expeditionary force composed of humans from multiple worlds.

At 35, he was not originally eligible to join the expeditionary force.

Even he himself never thought of going, but it seems that his mobilization was specifically requested by a high-ranking member of the consortium.

When the portal to the Avatar world opened, his unit became one of the first human armed forces to enter the area.

Afterwards, with the situation on Gina Star and the establishment of Tiangong Academy... he could feel that big hand intentionally or unintentionally pulling him up.

Liu Peiqiang couldn't understand the other party's intention in doing this.

But there are very few people who can move him so smoothly within the system and push him forward all the way. He had already guessed who was behind it all.

"Hey!" Anna patted Liu Peiqiang on the shoulder when she noticed he was in a daze.

"What exactly is this appointment?"

Tell me quickly! I can't read Chinese.

Ivan slammed his fist on the table and urged, "Damn Liu, stop dawdling!"

"Are you the deputy commander or a staff officer? Tell me quickly!"

"Uh..." Liu Peiqiang scratched his face, saying with an awkward yet smiling expression, "Yes..."

"Captain of the Seraph-class cruiser, CA-09 Rinkaze..."

"..."

"..."

After a brief silence, Ivan slammed his hand on the table again, making the plates bounce.

"Fuck! You're something else!"

You actually got the Seraph-class captain position!

Damn it, there's still a position for you as captain!

"I'm so jealous! Why isn't it me?!?"

Envy caused him to part ways at the Battle of Red Cliffs, where he looked up to the sky and roared!

Anna, on the other hand, offered her congratulations in a more formal manner.

“Wow, Congratulations, Liu.

Congratulations on soon owning your own warship!

"Tsk, it really is both enviable and infuriating!"

"I've heard that you Chinese are all very modest, but you absolutely must hold a celebration party tonight. I'm going to squeeze every last drop out of your wallet!"

"Hehehe..." Liu Peiqiang smiled helplessly at the two people's exaggerated yet sincere reactions.

Looking out the window at the towering steel warships in the distant dock... I couldn't help but feel wonderful.

"Let's have the victory celebration after I go aboard the ship and report back!"

"If only I could come back then..."

Ivan punched his arm hard: "Ha, what if you don't come back?"

"Once you receive your captain's allowance, you must compensate us for our wounded hearts, with interest!"

"I want to drink the strongest liquor!"

"Soak the most beautiful... uh, cough cough, eat the most expensive meat!"

Chapter 165 Setting Sail

After saying goodbye to Ivan and Anna, Li Peiqiang barely had time to spare. With only a few belongings, he boarded a shuttle boat and headed to the Military Affairs Department to complete the registration and appointment verification.

As soon as the formalities were completed, staff members led him onto the ship and directly to the No. 4 deep-space dock.

The 4th Deep Space Dock is a dedicated maintenance and refurbishment area for the Seraph-class cruisers.

As the shuttle slowly approached, Liu Peiqiang finally saw his warship, CA-19 Linfeng, up close through the porthole.

It is not a colossal beast as heavy as a mountain like the Rock-Solid Class, but it has its own sharp and beautiful charm.

The streamlined hull gleamed with a cold, metallic sheen under the dock lights. It was about 800 meters long, with a sharp bow that resembled a blade poised to strike.

The ship has multi-stage phased gun arrays and missile launch units on both sides of the hull, and a huge main propulsion nozzle at the stern.

The bridge is located above the front of the ship, offering a wide field of vision.

On the side of the ship, the hull number CA-19 and the ship's name, Rinkaze, are clearly visible.

“Seraph-class… Rinfeng…” Liu Peiqiang murmured, his heart surging with indescribable excitement and a sense of responsibility.