Admiral Thomas called out loudly, then glanced at the girl standing quietly in front of him, realizing his voice couldn't reach her.
"Admiral Thomas."
The girl slightly turned her head, her sidelong glance fixed on Thomas as she spoke in an icy, monotonous voice,
"The tactic of using the first combat group to encircle the enemy is exceedingly foolish. A casualty ratio near one-to-one indicates a military command error, which the military should review."
"Yes," Admiral Thomas saluted.
The girl looked towards the starry sky. The New Federation's ships seemed to have already prepared their escape route. Though the space was somewhat unstable, the light beams drawn by the distant stars nearly synchronized their transition.
The first combat group let eighty percent of the opposing ships escape, concentrating their fire on the remaining ships that transitioned slightly later.
Over a hundred ships of the New Federation exploded simultaneously.
