"What's the current scale of starships that our legion is producing and stockpiling?"
After seeing off Xia Wei and his sleepy child, Shen Congfei turned around and asked the head of the military factory who had rushed over upon hearing the news.
He was familiar with this person, the tech-geek who had almost spoiled his image before.
After the collective relocation of Starfire Base to Mars, Shen Congfei had also moved this person from the research institute and arranged for him to take charge of production in the military factory.
"Legion Commander, our factory is currently producing standard models. There are a total of ten thousand, seven hundred and sixty-five starfighter ships, most of which are unmanned, intelligent piloted types."
"Next are the starships, one hundred and twenty heavy-armored ships."
"One hundred and thirty-seven cruisers."
"One hundred and one escort ships."
"Fifty-five destroyers."
"Twelve battleships."
"Three aircraft carrier ships."
