The receiving ships stayed at the edge of the battlefield. They spread out, shut down their engines, and hid themselves behind the floating debris in order to avoid being discovered as much as possible.
Once the lock alarm is triggered, immediately activate the jump knife to break free from the lock and then maneuver to a farther place.
In this way, Bai Yi successfully saved the lives of more than 400 crew members. These people were placed in the three surviving destroyers and returned to a place farther away from the battlefield.
Bai Yi wanted to take them back to his new Martian galaxy. At this point, the outcome of the battle was no longer something he could control. All he could do now was to gather the remaining fleet and take the survivors away.
However, Bai Yi did not completely ignore the battle. He still left a frigate as his eyes, this time carrying a clone of his consciousness. Through this, Bai Yi could observe the battle situation while continuing to control the construction of the galaxy to carry out the rescue operation.
The rescue efforts were still ongoing. Although the ships responsible for the rescue had already returned, the builders were able to deliver the people they had dug out to the stargate and allow them to enter the stargate's control room through the transition airlock.
In any case, compared to the battle outside, this place was the safest in the entire area. After all, neither the Galactic Alliance fleet nor the Crystal Storm would deliberately attack the stargate.
As the battle continues, spaceships fall every moment, and the rescue team can only do their best to save more lives.
Fortunately, in order to make room for Feima, the speed at which other Crystal Storm ships joined the battlefield slowed down considerably. With the concerted efforts of all departments, the number of enemies on the battlefield had been reduced to less than 1/5 of the original number.
The quartz-like Feima continued its slow journey through the Stargate, extending 72 kilometers beyond the gate, yet showing no sign of stopping. The massive crystalline vessel refrained from attacking, instead employing a passive defense using its mysterious light.
"I am Nolan, Captain of the 12th Squadron of the Second Fleet of the Pan-Galactic United Fleet."
At this moment, Nolan sent a general broadcast to the entire crew who were still fighting.
"Now, I order all fleets to abandon the firefight and evacuate the battlefield immediately. The stargate will explode at zero o'clock in thirty minutes of universal standard time. All fleets must evacuate immediately."
"I repeat, the stargate will explode at zero o'clock thirty minutes from now, standard universal time. All fleets must withdraw immediately."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
But the execution of the order was not delayed at all, and all the spaceships operated by the border guards began to reorganize and serve as the rear guard of the entire team. In order to buy enough time, they overloaded all the equipment on the spaceships that could be overloaded.
The fierce artillery fire even made up for the gaps caused by attrition in a short period of time.
The first to evacuate were the police forces, who had suffered a devastating blow earlier and were transferred from the front lines to the rear for long-range harassment. Although some reinforcements were received from other galaxies, the morale of the entire fleet had plummeted to a low point.
After they left, Squadron 12 also began to gather its formation and prepare to retreat. But at this moment, through the gaps between the Crystal Storm spacecraft, they saw industrial ships coming out of the hangar of the stargate.
…
20 minutes ago.
Everyone in the control room was preparing for evacuation. They compiled all the star mapping data within the star field, along with all the data collected since the start of the war, and downloaded it to the main control computers of all the available spacecraft in the hangar.
Since Feima entered the current universe, tachyon communication between this area and the outside world has been paralyzed. They must find a way to preserve this hard-earned precious data and pass it on to those outside. This is the first direct battle between the Galactic Alliance and the Crystal Storm outbreak, and every bit of intelligence is paid for with blood and sacrifice.
…
15 minutes ago.
Most of the people who need to be evacuated have been gathered in the hangar, where a large number of industrial ships, deep space transport ships and shuttles are parked.
The industrial ships, which occupied the largest number, were basically incapable of subspace navigation. Therefore, most people were crowded into the few deep space transport ships, and only a very few lucky ones were allocated a space on the shuttle.
Everyone decided their seats by drawing lots, and at this moment a loud noise came from the entrance of the hangar.
The sound drew the crowd's attention. They saw a young man hanging in mid-air by red tentacles in a strange way, with the other end of the tentacles connected to a red slime-like creature.
Needless to say, the red slime-like creature was none other than Squadron 12's Chief Engineer, Chang Renfei, also known as Old Chang. The male being toyed with by him was his 32nd Chief Disciple, Xia Shengli.
"Master, please let me go. I won't leave!"
Xia Shengli shouted loudly while pulling the tentacles that bound him.
Chang Renfei didn't indulge him either. He took him to a shuttle and then threw him down from mid-air with a plop.
"Ouch!"
"Okay, you're not leaving." Lao Chang spread his hands and made an indifferent gesture. "Tell me, what do you want to do if you don't leave? What can you do?"
"I'm going to fight those bastards!"
"Stop watching cartoons." Chang Renfei lifted him up from the ground with one tentacle and made him stand up.
"You think this is a movie? Aliens come all the way here just to fight you with wrenches? What else do you do here except get killed?"
Xia Shengli reached out and wiped his face randomly. His face was covered with liquid, and he couldn't tell whether it was mucus or tears.
"Then let's go together!"
Lao Chang's complexion darkened. "Didn't I tell you I still have work to do?"
"Then I'll wait until you're done and we can go together."
"Okay, then you wait." Chang Renfei pointed to a shuttle in the corner of the hangar. "See that thing? It was the betrothal gift your master prepared back then. It's a two-seater, top-of-the-line model."
"When I'm done, Nolan and I will drive off in this thing. You guys can just stay here. There's no room for you."
"But Master..."
"But what?" Old Chang's complexion was still as dark as ever. "Do you know that this position was originally reserved for me? I gave it to you because I didn't need it. Not only did you waste my kindness, but you also want to take the position of commander-in-chief as well?"
"No, no, no." Xia Shengli shook his head repeatedly and scrambled to the last empty seat on the four-seater shuttle. "I'm leaving. Is it not okay for me to leave?"
"Old man Hu, this is my apprentice, please take good care of him." Chang Renfei said to the shuttle pilot.
"Leave it to me, don't worry. I got my driver's license in the solar system."
Finally, Lao Chang said a few words to his apprentice, then stood up and walked back.
After walking a few steps, I heard someone shouting from behind.
"Master, please don't die!"
"roll!"
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