In the Command Room at the heart of the Imperial fleet, the confidential secretary suddenly burst into the command cabin, "General..."

"Haven't I said not to disturb me casually during combat command?"

"Report to the General, a major incident has occurred!"

The confidential secretary said with slightly drooping eyebrows, and stealthily glanced at Kexiao. Surprisingly, Kexiao was momentarily stunned. Usually unflappable, his face actually gathered a hint of seriousness upon hearing this, "Are you talking about the twin-stars battlefield?"

"It's our super soldier." The confidential secretary did not finish her sentence, obviously wanting Kexiao to brace himself.

"Speak."

"Mary is killed in action."

"Mary is killed in action?" This was an unexpected turn of events for Kexiao, and finally, putting down his book, he slowly stood up without hesitation and ordered, "Command the super soldiers to return immediately."

In the central battlefield, the Saudi super soldiers realized that the situation was beyond recall. In fact, Jiu Ling and Xia Mu had already lost the will to fight, only the shadow desired to kill Older Haier critically. With the order issued, he also had to return swiftly to the warship.

The faces of those returning were all difficult to look at...

Xia Mu's fists pounded against the machinery repeatedly, blood flowing without his notice, his mind continually questioning, 'How could this be? It shouldn't be so. Kexiao's strategy shouldn't have led to Mary being killed. Xiuluo left, and even Mary...'

At that time, the combat situation was dire, and everyone barely had a moment to distract themselves when in an instant... Damn it, damn it!

Although Jiu Ling was not as emotional as Xia Mu, his mood was also extremely heavy. The three of them returned to the Command Room listlessly...

"Why would Mary die in action? With you two handling the Haier Brothers, it shouldn't have come to this," Kexiao broke the silence first with a calm voice, addressing the shadow.

"It's my fault." The shadow's voice inadvertently made Jiu Ling and Xia Mu look at him as he said, "If it weren't for my eagerness to engage the enemy at long-range sniper distance, it wouldn't have led to Mary facing two of them simultaneously, I request punishment."

"Was it you?" At first, it was because no one knew why, but hearing the shadow say this, Xia Mu, disregarding that the commander still stood beside him, stepped forward, grabbed the shadow's collar furiously, and roared, "Bastard, do you think a punishment will bring Mary back to life? Why! Why did you abandon her? Why did you let her face them alone, answer me!"

Watching the shadow not offering any explanation, Xia Mu grew increasingly furious, landing a heavy punch on the shadow's face, knocking him directly into the command desk with a loud thud.

Normally, with the shadow's personality, he would have retaliated without a second word, but now he was uncharacteristically non-responsive, with no intent to argue.

Xia Mu could not accept it—no, he could accept death. Since boarding the Counterattacker, he had considered that he or someone could die on the battlefield. To a soldier, death might even be a kind of finality. But he could not accept Silver Mary's sudden and inexplicable death. Although Xia Mu and Mary did not grow up together, they were comrades who had fought side by side on the battlefield.

"Bastard, answer me!" Xia Mu, holding nothing back, again grabbed the shadow and followed with a hook punch.

Jiu Ling lowered her eyes slightly, her face tinged with sadness. She wanted to step forward and dissuade them but she didn't know what to say or where to begin.

"Enough, Xia Mu, even if you had to intervene, it shouldn't have been you. Hei Feng will be judged by the Saudi military tribunal."

Kexiao spoke out to stop him, but Xia Mu had no intention of stopping. His fist, like a hammer, struck Hei Feng's face again and again...

Jiu Ling found it hard to watch. At this rate, Hei Feng might not make it to the military tribunal alive. Fortunately, Xia Mu was soon restrained by the guards.

Looking at Xia Mu, who was fuming with anger, Kexiao's tone was unusually calm, "I won't deny that Hei Feng indeed failed to execute the orders and that he didn't foresee the current situation, but is your approach correct? A fist should never be raised against a comrade."

"Now you speak of high principles, I've had enough of ideological education since I was a child," he responded.

"I'm not trying to preach high principles. I'm equally upset about what happened to Mary and furious at what Hei Feng did."

"Ha, I can't see any sign of your grief or anger," replied Xia Mu without hesitation, a sentiment that unexpectedly resonated with everyone present, including Jiu Ling.

But Kexiao's next statement left everyone speechless. He nearly smiled as he said, "Anger only clouds your judgment. Why should I display my useless emotions on my face for everyone to see that I'm upset?"

Then there was a collective silence…

"War involves casualties, whether by accident or for other reasons. As a super soldier, if your awareness only extends to petty actions, I advise you to rethink being a super soldier and contemplate it in confinement—guards, take him away."

Kexiao no longer wanted to see Xia Mu. Their armies were still engaged in combat and he didn't have the mental capacity to worry about such minor issues—at least regarding Mary's death, retrospective wisdom was never Kexiao's style of warfare. He briefly simulated the follow-up battle plans, left the details to his deputy, and walked out of the Command Room alone…

Although Kexiao's face did not reveal much emotion, Jiu Ling could tell that his mood was very foul today, what should have been a great victory had turned sour due to the problems of a super soldier affecting the course of the war.

The white mech quickly darted into space and disappeared into the vast sea of stars…

Different homes, different feelings, what could be more thrilling than the news of downing a super soldier? Although the duration of the battle wasn't particularly long, a brilliant victory is a good beginning, and success is half achieved.

Of course, Older Haier was in a dangerous situation at that time; not having the physique of a warrior and suffering severe internal injuries, he would have been beyond help if treatment had been delayed by half an hour. He was still undergoing treatment in the liquid Recovery Cabin.

However, it was because Older Haier had crushed Silver Mary and opened up the battlefront that the Federation fleet could regain some disadvantage in this intense space conflict. It could be said that Older Haier's contribution was indispensable, and his action had completely lifted the morale of the frontline soldiers.

Just then, the fleet's communications soldier sent an alert—a white super soldier had suddenly dropped to coordinates VG207 and was rapidly heading toward that fleet cluster.

Seeing the mech projected on the Light Screen, several Federation super soldiers felt a chill in their hearts. Wasn't that their nightmare, the white mech?

If the original four could still manage a fight, then considering Older Haier's injuries, the situation became grim. Even though our army also still had four people, but without the Older Haier, the coordination between the brothers would be greatly compromised, and their individual ability might not even match up to two of the Normandy fleet's lackluster soldiers.

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