Owen waited quietly, waiting for the commander's decision.
It stands to reason that their Eighth and Ninth Fleets are combat-oriented, and there is no need for them to take action in such routine patrols to maintain public security.
However, the Star Federation Military Headquarters has always been in relatively short supply of airspace combat capabilities. After all, the scope to be managed is too large, so sometimes it is difficult to mobilize.
Within the Star Federation, there are 85 star fields of all levels alone. There are many galaxies in these star fields, and there are countless large and small planets within the galaxies.
Now that they happen to be in the closest position, it is completely understandable that the military headquarters will issue instructions to them.
According to Owen's idea, sending two people is enough. The security in this area has always been good, and it is unlikely that a vicious hijacking incident will occur.
When interstellar ships sail in the universe, it is common for signals to be unstable, and there is nothing unreasonable about it.
This kind of routine inspection is mostly just a formality in the end.
However, this is only Owen's idea. How to act in the end depends on the opinion of the commander in front of him.
The person in front of the desk who was looking through the information was Owen Brown's superior officer, the head of the Eighth and Ninth Fleets of the Star Federation's Northern Front, Ares Randall, known as "Colonel Randall".
Ares Randall, an S-class super gene carrier, is a dazzling new star in the Star Federation Military.
He is only 28 years old and already holds the rank of senior colonel. He has a perfect resume and a background that few can match.
As a direct bloodline of the old family "Randall" in the Northern Star Territory, and the direct son of the current head of the family, this noble status alone destined him to be unattainable.
Obviously you can rely on your wealth and foundation to win, but this guy prefers to rely on his strength to speak for himself. It doesn't matter that he is extremely talented, but he also has a face that confuses all living beings.
The face that has been kissed by Fresia, the Goddess of Love, is not just in vain, it is truly the most beautiful face in the world. It is said that as soon as a woman sees that face, she can't help but fall in love with him.
If it weren't for Colonel Randall's cold personality, I'm afraid that a casual glance could attract countless noble ladies to follow him.
"Send a group of scouts to conduct a survey. The fleet should get as close as possible. Pay attention to the distance and do not enter the opponent's survey range." The voice was pleasant, but it had no emotion. It was as cold as the owner of the voice, repelling people thousands of miles away. .
Owen was a little surprised. Looking at this arrangement...could there really be something going on on that aircraft carrier?
However, Owen didn't ask any more questions. He only needed to follow the commander's instructions, and the rest was not something he should worry about.
What's more, his commander is none other than Ares Randall, who has the title of "Blade of the Federation".
It is by no means an easy thing to receive such high praise at such a young age.
Since he took over the Eighth and Ninth Fleets, the two fleets, which were originally mediocre, have become representatives of the powerful faction and are active on the Star Federation's northern front.
Trust his judgment, this is the consensus of all members of the Eighth and Ninth Fleets.
The Federation Blade has never suffered a single defeat since joining the army.
He is the sharpest knife in the Star Federation. Wherever he goes, even the most ferocious interstellar beasts will not be able to get even the slightest favor. On the contrary, they will be defeated by it and retreat.
This time, he led his fleet, which had just completed a military exercise in a nearby star system and was about to return to the station to recuperate and adjust.
Unexpectedly, the military department would send them an order to assist in the search, hoping that the fleet could help confirm whether the target aircraft was safe and sound.
Therefore, the return journey of the Eighth and Ninth Fleets was delayed.
Looking at Charlotte again, he had already borrowed the small spare airship on the aircraft carrier and left quietly through the dedicated passage.
Now the aircraft carrier has been set to autopilot mode by the two gangsters, and has obviously deviated from the established channel, but its destination is still unknown.
The unconscious drivers in the cab don't know when they will wake up. In short, if they don't wake up, no one will know about Charlotte's actions.
Alpha easily controlled the control system of the small airship and took Charlotte close to the gangster's aircraft ship not far away.
"Master, if you continue to approach the opponent's signal detection red zone, do you want to block the airship signal?" Alpha reported the situation proactively.
Any large aircraft ship has a certain degree of signal detection capability. Unless special measures are taken, approaching objects will inevitably be detected.
The area range of this signal detection depends on the sophistication of the aircraft ship's equipment.
Furthermore, the accuracy of signal detection varies with distance.
After all, there are indispensable wandering dust particles in the universe, including various rock particles, metal particles, and the like.
These substances will be included in the signal detection range, and if they are far apart, it will easily cause confusion.
However, once it enters the signal detection red zone, it means that the distance between the two parties is very close, and the accuracy of signal detection will become very high, and it can directly outline the outer contour of the approaching target.
In other words, if Charlotte continues to approach, the gang members on the gangster ship will immediately know that a small airship is approaching them.
However, Charlotte didn't seem to care: "Ignore it, just cover up your traces."
Alpha can forcibly block Charlotte's airship signal, but looking at the entire Star Federation, it is estimated that only the military can possess this high-end technology. Once it is used, it will definitely alert the military | She will not take this risk by chance.
Hearing this, Alpha didn't say much more. It has been following its owner for a long time, and it understands that since she said this, it means that what happens next is not a big problem for her.
After destroying the control panel of the landing module and violently entering the gangster's aircraft, Charlotte wasted no time and immediately left the blimp.
"Integrate all monitoring and give me a personnel distribution map. Control the ship's information as much as possible without breaking through the core system firewall."
Charlotte ordered in an orderly manner as she walked, her short boots tapping the ground, her pace was much faster than usual, but there was no sense of rush, as if what she was going deep into was not an enemy aircraft ship.
Inside the aircraft cabin
Naturally, the pilot of this aircraft ship had discovered Charlotte. After all, Charlotte never thought of covering up her whereabouts.
"What's going on with this woman? Where did she come from?" A tall, middle-aged man asked in a rough voice.
He has unkind eyebrows and a rough appearance. There are small patches of dark brown animal fur on his cheeks, which are some signs of animalization.
Another person was equally puzzled and said: "Who is this? Why did you suddenly log in?"
They are the "Gluttonous" pirate group with a notorious reputation. They have always been the only ones who rob others, and I have never seen what I put in their bowls!
