"Commander, you seem very tired?" Xiaolongnu asked, looking at Commander Zhao Chen as he walked into the bridge.

"Really?" Zhao Chen puffed out his chest. "I feel great right now!"

Little Dragon Girl looked Commander Zhao Chen up and down suspiciously: "Are your pants on backwards?"

Well......

Zhao Chen was taken aback. He looked down and saw that he had put it on backwards.

No wonder I felt so uncomfortable when I arrived.

"Cough cough cough, I wasn't paying attention, I wasn't paying attention." Zhao Chen walked into a private room on the adjacent bridge.

A few minutes later, Zhao Chen, having changed his pants, returned to the bridge.

Actually, he wasn't very tired physically.

But I'm under a lot of mental pressure, and it's always been a bittersweet experience.

Fortunately, the final result was perfect.

"Where's Secretary Lilith?" Little Dragon Girl muttered softly, not seeing Lilith's figure. "Secretary Lilith said she went to report to you, why didn't she come back with you?"

"She's been working so hard lately, so I gave her a break."

"Let her get some rest." After saying that, Zhao Chen immediately changed the subject: "How's the battle summary going?"

"Everything is ready." Little Dragon Girl stood obediently in front of Zhao Chen.

Originally, this kind of thing was handled by Lilith.

But now that we have Xiaolongnu, a top-tier artificial intelligence, it's naturally the most convenient thing to let her handle it.

"Let me see some important battlefield data," Zhao Chen asked.

Little Dragon Girl immediately brought up several post-battle statistics panels, on which important data was written.

"Excluding the previous battles against the demons, the Angel Fleet lost 60,000 interstellar warships in this Zerg campaign alone."

The three empires suffered a total loss of nearly 550,000 interstellar warships.

In addition, nearly 300,000 interstellar warships will need to undergo major overhauls.

We lost more than 20,000 interstellar warships.

In addition, regarding battlefield consumption, the war lasted for nearly a month, consuming a total of nearly 40 trillion star coins.

It must be said that our victory this time was extremely crucial.

"If this battle had ended even three days later, our logistical support would have been severely hampered, and at least half of our starship would have faced a shortage of combat supplies," Little Dragon Girl explained.

One battle wiped out 40 trillion Star Coins.

This only represents ammunition consumption on the battlefield; if we also factor in the loss of interstellar warships, the figure would be even more terrifying.

It's worth noting that even at its peak, the Star Empire's annual output was only 20 trillion Star Coins.

"The loss of 20,000 interstellar warships..." Zhao Chen muttered for a moment, then paused and asked, "How long do we estimate it will take to make up for this shortfall?"

Little Dragon Girl thought for a moment and said, "If no battle occurs next..."

Furthermore, once the Stargate Channel is completed, the payment for the first batch of military procurement orders to the Angel race will be received smoothly.

"As for the interstellar warships we lost, it will only take a month at most to replenish them."

The number of interstellar warships lost in this battle can be replenished within a month.

This is the strength of the JF-17 military industry, and the foundation upon which the JF-17 Legion stands.

"How long will it take to restore our war reserve resource storage?" Zhao Chen asked for another important piece of data.

Xiaolongnu replied, "It will take at least a month without affecting the construction of the interstellar warships."

Only in this way can we guarantee the minimum standard of five trillion star coins in the latest standard of combat resource reserves of our Wraith Legion.

Zhao Chen rubbed his chin. Based on this calculation, no war could break out for the next month.

If possible, it would be best to have a few months to rest and recuperate.

Especially now that the JF-17 Legion has not yet completed its expansion plan.

Despite the constant warfare, Zhao Chen remained undaunted.

However, this will inevitably affect the development of the JF-17.

"But there are still quite a few troubles right now."

This cosmic wormhole, which could erupt at any moment, who knows when it might cause another wave of trouble.

In addition, the mess left by the Mech race is also a potential problem.

On the contrary, the demon race, which currently appears to be the biggest threat, doesn't require much attention. Zhao Chen pondered to himself.

He wasn't afraid of overt threats like the Demon Clan, because the Demon Clan's strength was all out in the open, so Zhao Chen was at least aware of any potential threats.

However, the Zerg and Mechs are different.

The kind of opponent who doesn't reveal their hand is the one you need to be most wary of, because no one knows when or what card they will play next.

"Little Dragon Girl, please contact the succubus Rudy, who is in charge of intelligence gathering among the Angels."

Ask her to find out as much as possible about the demon race and whether they have any plans to attack us.

We destroyed a large number of demon starships of the Red Demon Legion, and they didn't make a move for several months.

"That shouldn't be the case..." Zhao Chen muttered.

"Yes." Little Dragon Girl made a note of it. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Arrange my meeting with Chief Engineer Annie again," Zhao Chen reminded him.

"yes."

............

Demon Race, Demon King Star Region, Demon King Galaxy, Demon King Star, Demon King City

Several shuttles slowly landed at the parking spot outside the Demon King's castle.

Several officers, each with a different appearance but all wearing the same style of military uniform, stepped off the shuttle.

"Old Crocodile, you've been summoned here too?" A figure over two meters tall, dressed in ancient armor, walked over and greeted the officer with a human body and a crocodile head.

"you do not say.

Suddenly, he was teleported back by His Majesty the Demon King. The crocodile-headed officer shrugged helplessly.

"Let's go quickly."

His Majesty the Demon King has been in a bad mood lately, and that mess has happened.

"If we're slow, we might be punished." A cold voice came from the side; it belonged to a demon officer who looked like a snake-man.

The two demon officers exchanged a glance and followed the snake-man officer.

"Marshal Crocodile King, Marshal Demon Knight, Marshal Snake King; the other marshals are all here, we're just missing you." A demon officer said respectfully to the three who had arrived.

"Everyone's here so early?"

Upon hearing this, the three demon marshals immediately quickened their pace.

tap tap tap

I could hear the sound of water splashing under my feet, even though it wasn't raining.

Marshal Demon Crocodile King stopped in his tracks and looked up at the top of the Demon King's castle gate.

Crimson blood fell like raindrops. A figure was pinned above the Demon King's castle gate. More than a dozen black spears pierced the person's body. Judging from the person's breathing, it could be determined that the person was still alive, but was basically not far from death.

A red body, an obvious identity.

The Supreme Marshal of the Red Demon Legion, one of the twelve Demon Marshals of the Demon Race.

Red Devil!