"Ion thrusters No. 4 and No. 6 have also been damaged, and there is also a problem with our energy reactor. Now we can't even reach 0.2C, and the speed is getting slower and slower!"

The bad news from the pilot crew made the fleet commander look pale, as if he had lost his high-end whiskey bottles and glasses, as well as his pile of high-end cigars.

"We will withdraw from the battlefield immediately! Head to Messier Base at full speed! Order the space frigate to escort at full speed!"

The general ordered loudly.

"No!" Lancer Xu suddenly shouted, "If our flagship escapes, the entire fleet's will to resist will collapse, and the consequences will be disastrous!"

Everyone looked at the young staff officer who suddenly lost his composure.

"This is my order! Evacuate the battlefield at full speed! Go to Messier!" The general also roared.

"No, the remaining fleet will be completely destroyed by the Platos..." Lieutenant Xu wanted to say something else, but the tall Patrick suddenly hugged him from behind.

"I'm talking about you, the new guy! This is the order from the Commander-in-Chief of the Fleet!" The red-haired Patrick also had a frightened expression on his face, and everyone was surviving the disaster.

The whole ship trembled again, which meant that it was bombarded by Plato's large-caliber heavy artillery. The narrow second command room did not have a huge three-dimensional battlefield monitoring, everything was so chaotic and dark.

Lancer saw that the staff group headed by Lieutenant General Sanjoin had stopped talking. The young officer sat down on the ground with tears in his eyes.

"Why? You actually gave up the battle and fled with the frigate group from the battlefield! This is equivalent to giving up most of the fleet and letting the knights slaughter it. It's such a shame..."

"We have to accept the fact and keep part of the fleet and some transport ships. Messier's strong fortifications will give us more time. We only need to hold on for 28 days..."

Lieutenant General Sanjoin lowered his head, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"You are the most special young man I have ever met, but soldiers sometimes have to accept many endings that they do not want to accept." The lieutenant general raised his head and stared directly at the second lieutenant, "Winning or losing is a matter of course for a soldier, as long as we have one more life left.

If you keep your tone, you can make a comeback."

Countless explosions and rays of light exploded in the Seventh Fleet, as if little starlight in the universe were just moments of human war, flashing by in the boundless space and time.

[1] The name comes from the Persian emperor Cambyses II in the 6th century BC. Herodotus recorded that he had severe madness. "Cambyses disease" is the common name for the sequelae of brain injury.
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