The Bakin Tribe Leader looked at the ‘child’ in front of him with a somewhat dazed expression, as she was preparing to take off the helmet on her head.

“Oh dear... Oh dear... Commander... Sir, this... this... why won’t the helmet... come off...” The ‘child’ hugged the helmet on her head with both hands, like she was pulling a radish, but no matter how hard she tried, it was useless.

Zhao Chen was a bit speechless.

Could it be that this guy’s intelligence and talent were all used in the technical sector?

That’s not right either; this single-person exoskeleton combat armor is also a product of technology.

Zhao Chen reached out and pressed a button on Annie’s neck, and the helmet covering her entire head automatically split open, revealing a large head.

“An... Annie! It really is Annie!” The Bakin Tribe Leader tremblingly stepped forward, both his hands shaking.

Even the Bakin Tribe Leader, who had never shed a single tear even in battles he knew were doomed, was now in tears.

“Dad!” Annie also looked at her father with some emotion at this moment, a family member she had thought she would never see again in this life, now appearing before her once more.

She was so excited she wanted to pounce on her father.

But the next second, she fell flat on her face.

“Cough cough cough...?” Annie spat out the dirt from her mouth, looking disheveled at her legs, which were still trembling and disobedient due to the high-altitude jump.

She looked at the Commander resentfully.

Zhao Chen averted his gaze; this ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ had nothing to do with him.

He knew that when he first landed in this manner, his legs hadn’t gone weak.

“Annie, are you alright!” The Bakin Tribe Leader rushed forward in a few steps and helped up his eldest daughter, whom he had been thinking about for over half a year.

“I’m fine, just a little weak in the legs from the landing just now,” Annie stood up and said with a wry smile.

The Bakin Tribe Leader looked Annie up and down, then pinched her chubby little face: “Annie, I thought you must have had a very hard time out there these past six months, but how did you get fatter?”

Given her five meals a day at the Starship Mess Hall, each meal three times the amount of others, it would be strange if she didn’t gain weight.

It was also strange; despite eating that much, Annie only became slightly rounder.

This physique made many female crew members envious.

Zhao Chen watched the reunited father and daughter from the side.

Although he was unwilling to interrupt their joy of long-awaited reunion, given the current situation, Zhao Chen still stepped forward and said: “Bakin Tribe Leader, the joy of father and daughter reuniting might need to be put aside for a bit longer.

We must first resolve the immediate issues.

Many Dwarves are still under the oppression of the Salamander Tribe!”

The Bakin Tribe Leader wiped the tears from his face and looked at this human male who had descended from the sky.

“May I ask who you are?”

“Let me introduce him, this is Commander Zhao Chen of our Xiaolong Fleet; he saved me...” Annie briefly introduced everything she had experienced before.

The Bakin Tribe Leader was overjoyed to hear that Zhao Chen had purchased Annie from slave traders, and he quickly said: “Thank you very much, Commander.”

“Let’s get to the point. I now need you to give me the locations of all your surviving Dwarves. I will gradually dispatch mech units and Interstellar Drones to rescue them.

At the same time, I need you to contact those Dwarves as much as possible, prioritizing their safety. If they have already been surrounded and threatened by the Fire Lizard, they can temporarily surrender, and I will rescue them!”

When saying the last words, Zhao Chen’s expression was very serious.

He looked at the bodies of the Dwarf warriors who had fought around him, and his heart was filled with rage.

Although he had only just met the Salamander Tribe for the first time, Zhao Chen’s impression of them was extremely poor.

These damned lizards actually massacred his future technical employees!

One must know that each and every one of them was a treasure.

“Okay, I will be responsible for relaying the message!” The Bakin Tribe Leader nodded repeatedly, then cautiously reminded: “That... Commander, the Fire Lizard’s Starfleet should not be underestimated.

They have a T3 Arkham-class Medium Interstellar Battleship.

It was precisely by relying on this T3 Interstellar Warship that they were able to annihilate our Dwarf Starfleet in such a short time.”

Zhao Chen looked up at the clouds above, which seemed to have a hole punched through them; that was the direction the T3 Blizzard had just left.

“That T3 Arkham will soon be history.”

The Bakin Tribe Leader was stunned. He quietly asked his daughter beside him: “Annie... how many Interstellar Warship did your Fleet Commander bring this time?”

Annie held up one finger.

“A hundred?” The Bakin Tribe Leader felt much more at ease. If it was a hundred, with that T3 Interstellar Battlecruiser leading the way, there shouldn’t be much of a problem.

Annie shook her head.

“Ten?” The Bakin Tribe Leader frowned slightly. Ten was not unacceptable; they should all be high-quality Interstellar Warship, right?

Annie shook her head again, saying something that left her father dumbfounded: “One, just that T3 Blizzard.”

“One?” The Bakin Tribe Leader’s eyes widened.

“Dad, don’t underestimate the Commander’s T3 Interstellar Warship; it’s super, super powerful!” Annie put her hands on her hips, as if she had built that Interstellar Warship herself.

“Charlotte, are you okay over there?” Zhao Chen was maintaining communication with Charlotte on the T3 Blizzard’s Bridge.

“Don’t worry, Commander, these guys aren’t even enough to fill my teeth,” Charlotte’s confident voice came through.

With Charlotte’s words, Zhao Chen was naturally very relieved.

And what he had to do next was to recruit employees. Zhao Chen looked at the Bakin Tribe Leader with a smile, his eyes almost narrowed into a slit.

Then he looked at the Dwarf warriors behind the Bakin Tribe Leader, who, though short, were all strong and robust.

...

T3 Blizzard-class Light Interstellar Battlecruiser · Bridge

Charlotte stood in front of the captain’s chair where Commander Zhao Chen would usually sit. Before her was a holographic virtual display of the entire battlefield.

One Interstellar Warship facing three or four hundred Interstellar Warship.

The Salamander Tribe’s Starfleet had already completed its assembly.

From a god’s-eye view, it was the T3 Blizzard with its back against the planet behind it, facing the Fire Lizard Fleet, which was closing in with a net-like encirclement.

“Deputy Commander, the enemy fleet’s Starship information has been scanned.

The enemy possesses one T3 Interstellar Warship, fifty-seven t2 star battleships, and the rest are t1 interstellar battleships.

Among them, the T3-class Interstellar Warship is one T3 Arkham, the T2-class Interstellar Warship is...” Aili was reporting the enemy fleet’s data situation beside her.

Charlotte, however, directly interrupted Aili’s next words. Her eyes were solely fixed on that T3 Arkham.

“Aside from this T3 Interstellar Warship, the names of the other Starships are not important; they are just a pile of scrap metal,” Charlotte said coldly.