"Fleet Admiral, the operations of the United Navy are going smoothly. Their first phases have been completed, most of them are initiating their second phase." In the fleet admiral's office, an intelligence officer coolly reported the status of the war.
"That's good. It seems that everyone is working hard." Sitting on his comfy and luxurious chair, Abraham nodded in satisfaction as he thought about the battles his subordinates were fighting.
With the wyvern riders and Magus gone, most of the colonies they were attacking would be nothing more but skeleton fortresses. Against the modern technology of the United Navy, these colonies stood no chance.
However, he didn't want to underestimate the capabilities of his adversaries. While he was capable of hatching a scheme, they were also inclined to do the same.
