Well, although it is an emergency situation, judging from the current combat readiness of the Thirteenth Fleet, it is really hard to tell who is planning it.

Eleanor Bonaparte stood there and thought for another half minute, and then said: "Inform the entire fleet to maintain the standard cruising speed, turn to the 3 o'clock direction, and move towards Star Gate No. 4."

The adjutant quickly issued the order to the entire fleet. Some overly enthusiastic officers and soldiers would inevitably have some immature opinions on the orders given by the Commander, but they would not be discounted in any way when executing them.

In fact, the commander of the Thirteenth Fleet is still Rear Admiral Marklov, and the theoretical flagship is still on the Saratoga, but after all, there are no outsiders now, and everyone is too lazy to act.

"What if the other party continues to advance and even fires at us?" Yin Na asked.

"Then just speed up and escape before we are within the opponent's range. This is the New World Highway, and the waterways are very accessible." Eleanor said.

Is it okay to use the word "escape" in public? The intelligence staff officer and combat staff officer next to him, who looked like elites, had just been transferred from China and were not quite adapted to the style of the Thirteenth Fleet. However,

Judging from their hesitant expressions, it must be a matter of time before they are assimilated.

"Sir..."

"What?"

"While I know this is a smart decision, it doesn't seem to fit your style."
Chapter completed!