Many Feiyang soldiers sit on their beds, covering their faces, crying out loud. Many others curl up in the corner, burying their faces in their arms, letting tears run freely.
They can accept defeat, but they cannot accept watching their comrades sacrifice their lives for their survival.
As part of the Feiyang Fleet, invincible across the universe, they realize for the first time that they, and their country, can be so vulnerable!
No one dares to look at the screen anymore.
In sorrow and silence, under the flickering lights of the virtual screen, they quietly await the final retreat order. Despite their fear of hearing that voice, despite the word cutting through their hearts like a knife, they know the order will come sooner or later.
The loudspeaker buzzes as the communication microphone is turned on.
Douglas trembles, gripping the microphone tightly, unable to bring himself to utter the word retreat.
He trusts Fatty so much, but.......
