Fisk's Dilemma

Gaia, like Odeus' Orbit, there is a large cluster of Starports.

This was built by Fisk after invading deep into Earth Federation during the first Küiper War.

But today, this place had a somewhat depressed atmosphere. From the 120,000 Warships, 48,000 Warships returned.

At this moment, Fisk was in his room. He had written a report in which he took all the blame on himself and prayed that the Emperor, Vortan the Great would execute only him.

Although Fisk knows the Emperor's temper and that his request is almost impossible, even if the chance is small, he will still try. After all, his men have been with him for decades fighting through blood and sweat!

After sending out the report, Fisk leaned back in his seat, his eyes looked lifeless.

Five months later.

On a dwarf planet not too far away from Odeus, the First Fleet Temporary Starport Complex stood.

This Starport Complex was composed of 1 large integrated Starport, 5 medium Starports, and 20 small Starports from the original Mars Base, with a total capacity of 8,500 Warships.

Since the new Warships produced in the last three months were used to replenish the losses of the Ninety-Fifth Fleet, Ethan's First Fleet still only had more than 5,000 Warships, so for the time being, these Starports were enough.

As for the later Starports, they are already under construction, and at the current rate, 10 medium-sized and 30 small Starports will be completed in 3 months at most.

It is worth mentioning that now that the 1st Mixed Fleet has been changed into the First Fleet's Guard Fleet, and the establishment has been expanded to 1,000 Warships, the remaining 4,000 Warships have been temporarily established as the first to fourth Sub-fleet.

Meanwhile, the distant stars painted a mesmerizing canvas across the inky void of space as the reorganized First Fleet assembled in a formation that resembled a metallic constellation. Ethan stood on the bridge of the flagship, Ares, his eyes fixed on the approaching specks of light that marked the arrival of the new graduates from the Federation Military Academy.

As the graduates' transport ships docked with the fleet's carriers, a sense of anticipation filled the air. The young cadets were about to step onto the threshold of a new era, one where they would play a pivotal role in protecting the interstellar peace that the Federation had fought so hard to establish.

Ethan watched as the docking bay doors hissed open, revealing the first group of fresh-faced cadets. They stood in formation, dressed in crisp uniforms that bore the emblem of the Federation. Ethan couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia for her graduation day, the weight of responsibility mingling with excitement for the adventures ahead.

"Attention!" barked Chen Xue. The crew on the bridge snapped to attention, saluting the incoming cadets as they marched with precision. Ethan returned the salute, his eyes scanning the faces of the newcomers, searching for the spark of determination and potential that she knew would be essential in the trials to come.

The first cadet to step forward was a young woman named Maya Yarrow. Her eyes shone with eager confidence as she saluted Ethan. "Cadet Maya Yarrow reporting for duty, Sir!"

"At ease, Cadet Yarrow," Ethan replied, offering a small smile. "Welcome aboard the First Fleet of the Federation Force. Your journey with the Fleet begins now."

As the other cadets introduced themselves, Ethan's thoughts wandered back to the challenges that lay ahead. The universe was far from tranquil, with the Vortans and lurking dangers threatening the fragile peace that had been established. These cadets would be on the front lines, tasked with upholding the Federation's values and safeguarding its citizens.

Over the next few weeks, the new graduates underwent intensive training, both physical and tactical. They learned the inner workings of the fleet's advanced starships, the intricacies of interstellar diplomacy, and the art of combat in the void of space. Ethan watched with pride as these young men and women transformed from fresh cadets into skilled officers, each step of the journey marking their progress toward becoming an integral part of the Federation Force.

One day, as Ethan stood on the observation deck overlooking the fleet, Cadet Yarrow approached. Her confidence had matured into a quiet resolve. "Commander, I wanted to thank you for the opportunity to serve. It's an honor to be a part of this."

Ethan placed a hand on Maya's shoulder. "The honor is ours, Cadet. We are the guardians of the future, and your dedication is what keeps the Federation's ideals alive. Remember, even in the darkest corners of space, your light can make a difference."

With time, the First Fleet forged ahead into uncharted territories, encountering new civilizations and challenges that tested their mettle. Cadet Yarrow and her fellow graduates proved themselves in battles and negotiations, demonstrating their unwavering commitment to the Federation's cause.