Captain, your ship has exploded again.

Li Guanxiang's request was simply to get Zhang Xun to help Li Zhuoyang rescue Li Mengxue.

Zhang Xun's reply was also tactful. Since the team hadn't removed him from the squad, Zhang Xun would still be able to look after him as long as he came.

However, given Li Zhuoyang's proud personality, it would be difficult for him to carry out the next mission in the universe with Zhang Xun.

In his view, Zhang Xun, who had failed in Warhammer, was only so-so in ability, and he believed he was no worse than Zhang Xun.

This infuriated Li Guanxiang, who was already losing face. He wished he could go back to Blue Star and beat Liu Wenlu up. Clearly, Liu Wenlu must have said something in between, otherwise Li Zhuoyang wouldn't have been so stubborn and insisted on doing the mission himself.

Zhang Xun didn't take these things too seriously. If a child misbehaved, a beating would do the trick; if that didn't work, he'd give him two.

At this moment, Zhang Xun had arrived at the First Space Station, where a large number of space warships were docked. In addition to the 200,000 battleships he had brought back, Zhang Xun would be able to deliver the goods to the Gu Lan Empire in a little more time.

Upon entering the command room, all the soldiers saluted Zhang Xun.

"Don't be shy. I'm just bringing people here. Tarkin will be your new leader from now on. Don't underestimate him just because he's a character in the story. What I want is human living space, not mercy. I have no other requirements for working under me, only one: absolute obedience and ruthlessness."

Zhang Xun had a great deal of respect for these Chinese soldiers, but they couldn't be completely cold-blooded. Chinese soldiers often reserved their cruelty for the enemy, but when humanity was still struggling for survival, Zhang Xun worried that their gentleness might actually harm them.

Perhaps the same group of white robbers would be more suitable at this point.

Looking at the resolute face before him, Zhang Xun couldn't help but feel uneasy. Having witnessed too much of the close bond between his soldiers and the people, he found it difficult to bring himself to turn them into cold-blooded killers.

Perhaps this is why he subconsciously summoned Tarkin and Zemo.

At this moment, Tajin, who had been behaving very rigidly, stepped forward two steps past Zhang Xun. His upright posture and thin face made people's breathing slow down.

"Gentlemen, you must have heard of me or seen me elsewhere, so I believe you should have some basic knowledge of me."

After speaking, Tarkin looked around at everyone in the command room, observing their expressions. This was the first step in understanding his subordinates, and obviously, some inappropriate expressions would reflect whether they were competent for their positions.

Clearly, Zhang Xun and his concerns were somewhat unnecessary. The combat commanders sent by China had obviously entered the mission universe with other recruits. After being baptized in the brutal battlefield, these commanders found it difficult to resonate with cold numbers.

(As mentioned earlier, recruiters can recruit Earthlings to travel to the mission universe.)

Tarkin was very satisfied with the expressions on everyone's faces, and then he faced forward and said firmly, "Let us carve out a way for future generations, and may mankind prosper forever."

"May China prosper forever! May the Chinese nation endure!"

Zemo, standing behind the two, did not show any surprise. Based on his understanding of the Chinese government, he did not believe that the combat commanders sent would be the kind of people who were soft-hearted. On the contrary, the front-line combat personnel should be more concerned. However, Zhang Xun had a large number of Terminators to do the dirty work. At worst, the Chinese soldiers fighting on the front line could use them as targets.

The handover process went surprisingly smoothly. Zhang Xun hadn't expected that all the personnel here had participated in missions in the universe. Given China's large population, after a simple selection process by the military, a large number of qualified personnel were sent to the front lines. Sometimes Zhang Xun really wondered how many of the more than one billion people were truly 'upright people'.

With Tarkin and Zemo taking over the command structure, Zhang Xun began to expand outwards.

In this nearly chaotic galaxy, as long as one is cloaked in a veneer, the suzerain state doesn't really care much about the infighting between vassal states, since they are also busy fighting each other.

At this moment, Zhang Xun was leading a fleet to the first civilization on the list. Following the principle of starting with the weak and moving to the strong, Zhang Xun naturally targeted the weakest first. However, the warships of this weakest civilization gave him some trouble.

"Wait, have we ever sold warships to any surrounding civilizations? I don't recall selling any to this civilization."

The sight of over a thousand 800-meter-class cruisers made Zhang Xun mistakenly believe that he had lost his memory and gained a new one: selling arms to the civilizations around him. This behavior was comparable to "eating the grass near one's own nest." If problems arose in the arms sales, "Commissioner Smith's" backup plan would be completely cut off.

Natal said with a helpless expression, "The scan has no effect, and the backend system is also unresponsive. It's obvious that someone has 'borrowed' our product."

"This is what they call 'borrowing'? Are they from the tape measure department? They even have a bungee jumping execution platform that I kept to show off. How much do they like the 'walking on a springboard' activity?"

In the weightless environment of outer space, the kind of springboard walking that the Blue Star pirates did is impossible to replicate. However, Zhang Xun, that scoundrel, combined the springboard walking with a bungee jumping platform to showcase the cruelty of silicon-based civilization when selling weapons. An extra rope added a lot of variety to the execution activities.

This is a very novel way of execution for aliens who only know how to shoot their enemies. Whether it's flying a kite near a star to turn the opponent into a dried-up corpse, or drifting a warship to make the opponent crash into the ship, it's much more satisfying than a simple shooting.

At this moment, Marcus, who was operating the depth scan, turned around and said, "Zhang Xun, you didn't just sell cruisers back then. The scan results show that there are a lot of boarding equipment inside the warships."

Marcus, with his new body, looks no different from before, but this is just a tactic to deceive the enemy.

As a member of the latest Cybertronian combat system, Marcus can now transform into a small VF fighter jet, thanks to the miniature space-folding technology on the Knight's Sword, which allows Marcus, who is less than two meters tall, to transform into an armored unit seven meters in size.

At this point, Zhang Xun suddenly remembered that during the previous battle with the 'Isternia' civilization, many clones were scattered in space. If the Level 2 AT Field pilots (not the smaller ones) were cloned by the enemy, their subsequent battles would be even more troublesome.

After all, there's no Spear of Longinus here, used to break through AT fields.

"Damn, these alien bastards who have no sense of patents, Wang Ge, fire a shot at them first. I need to confirm whether they have the ability to replicate the AT field pilot."

"Received. Battleship main guns charging. Enemy distance 170,000 kilometers. Overcharged by 200%."

Because the Death Star was too conspicuous, Zhang Xun did not bring it into battle. It was best to keep deterrent weapons at home, lest they be ambushed and killed outside. The 'Istyindia' civilization had experienced this firsthand and would certainly continue to keep an eye on the Death Star.

Without Gliese, Tianwen's optical simulations could not conceal its combat characteristics.

Therefore, Zhang Xun rode the Executor in this operation.

While he was pondering, Wang Ge had already completed the launch procedure, and a thick beam of light shot straight toward the enemy cruiser formation.

Under the somewhat glaring light, Zhang Xun received two pieces of information.

The good news is that the other side doesn't have an AT field. Whether Zhao Wanyang's gene anti-cloning technique worked or the other side didn't get the body, it proves that the war is still going to go on.

As for the bad news, the enemy only copied the appearance and some system functions; obviously, Zhang Xun's side did not have that colorful joint shield.

"The scan results are in. The enemy's shield is a full-defense type, and its performance exceeds that of our single-type shield. It is clear that they have copied our warship's civilization and their technological strength is not low."

Natal's words made Zhang Xun's heart sink. He had thought it was just a clumsy copying behavior by a small civilization to intimidate other civilizations.

However, the results of the probe showed that the plagiarists were basically at the imperial level. At this moment, three civilizations involuntarily popped into his mind: Isterindia, the Gulan Empire, and the Gulan Empire's enemy whom he had not yet met. These three parties were the most suspicious.

The reason for including the Ancient Lan Empire is that regardless of whether this behavior will lead to the civilization that hunts down 'Commissioner Smith', it will cause subsequent users to compare the two weapons. Even if the other party is still urging the delivery of the warship, it cannot clear the suspicion of that scheming queen.

The other two civilizations are easier to understand: they can all benefit from damaging their reputation, cracking down on arms deals, and disrupting Zhang Xun's alias and relationships with other civilizations.

"Damn, this chaotic cosmic civilization really is all about who has the bigger fist! Open fire and wipe out these infuriating bastards first."