In the distant outskirts of the Rekart star region, the heavily wounded Sky Eagle Fleet is resupplying. The remaining scattered forces are less than thirty percent; as for the others, they're all dead.

Upon hearing this tragic news, Zhang Xiaobo felt deeply saddened and full of sorrow, reluctant and helpless, fortunately he didn't know those deceased brothers, or he would surely be even sadder.

The scattered troops landed at the Rekart spaceport without much delay. Zhang Xiaobo's eyelids were already drooping; he wanted to get a good night's sleep. Although the battle didn't see the appearance of super warriors, the mental pressure was immense.

Therefore, he decided to sleep, looking at the whitened clouds in the sky; ah! The weather is really nice, quite a sunny and warm day, a day worth imagining, if only he could imagine the future developments on the battlefield, or...

Half asleep, half awake, half confused, suddenly, a loud emergency assembly call instantly made him wide awake.

What's going on! Didn't we just finish a battle, and now there's another emergency assembly? I just landed and was about to go sleep.

The door suddenly banged, directly kicked open by old K, who prepared to pull Zhang Xiaobo without saying a word.

"Ah this... What's up, brother?"

"Aliens are attacking, earlier than expected. Simony gave the order to retreat to Mardis 20 minutes ago. We've been unable to find you, why did you come here?"

And it's no wonder, Zhang Xiaobo is not a soldier now; he's almost forgotten military regulations. Who knows how big his heart is, running out of the battleship to the conference center to sleep. If old K hadn't inquired repeatedly, finding him would have been impossible.

The fat guy rushed out of the conference center carrying his Beijing old cloth shoes, almost hopping. Seeing the busy Silver Alliance soldiers bustling down the corridor, without thinking too much, old K directly pulled the fat guy outside, "If you don't hurry, our fleet will leave without us."

"Ah? Where is our fleet heading?"

"Back to Mardis, it's not safe here, could be attacked anytime."

Old K explained to him as they hurried along, the artificial Black Hole hadn't managed to stop the aliens' footsteps, only delayed them briefly.

As for the Sky Eagle Fleet, they originally planned to stay here for a while, but with the alien fleet pressing closer, we had to retreat now, not bothering with Rekart anymore.

They charged forward recklessly along the road, disregarding whatever roads there are, safety comes first. Various transport vehicles and mechas almost collided with them several times. They panted as they dashed into a small shuttle, and old K waved impatiently at the driver, "Take off, take off, immediately take off."

"But what about our people?"

"They've all gone, I wouldn't have stayed if not searching for you."

Swoosh...

The shuttle blasted into the sky. In the moment of weightlessness, Zhang Xiaobo could see countless Rekart military battleships coming and going outside the star region.

These battleships were for transportation, but more were for fighting.

Even at such a distance, he could vaguely see the distant red lights—those were the massive fleets of the Titan Elf Clan.

The fat guy patted his heart with lingering fear, thankfully he rushed out, if he had slept through it, he couldn't imagine what might have happened.

But speaking of it, even if all countries leave, Rekart must brace and stand firm; fortunately, most of the refugees have been safely relocated.

But as soldiers, they must stay behind. As long as the higher-ups give the command, even faced with dire situations, they must go through it, that's what it means when military orders are like mountains.

The eyes of the world are focused on this star sector of Rekart. People certainly wouldn't pay attention to an insignificant shuttle with an insignificant fat guy aboard.

With the highest orders from the Speaker, Rekart's second, third, and fourth fleets took to the sky one after another...

Meanwhile, the Free Bounty Tribe has established communication with Rekart, with Rekart hoping the Free Bounty Tribe would send advanced pilots to support. No matter the cost, as long as they come, money won't be an issue. Of course, this is also an official bounty entrustment from Rekart.

This message from Rekart caused uproar from top to bottom in the Bounty Tribe, and through their intelligence system, they're observing the situation over there in real-time.

Francis had no reason to refuse. Firstly, it's essentially an entrustment; secondly, in the face of alien civilization's invasion, mecha warriors indeed have the obligation to assist. The issue is: what use can ordinary mecha warriors be? So, regarding this matter, Francis made his stance clear, whether to go or stay is free choice, the suggestion is, those with lower levels should avoid such muddy waters; once you go, you might never return.

Of course, Rekart has requirements too, pilots must at least reach advanced level, randomly sending someone instead of regular soldiers is worse.

With previous lessons learned, the fleet soldiers of Rekart ready for battle no longer have the exuberance they had during the first encounter, many have heavy hearts, commanders with worry written all over their faces.

It's not necessarily death that scares many, but the fear of hopelessness, the fear of not seeing the future. With the continuous approach of the Titan Elf Clan fleet, each soldier's nerves were stretched to the limit.

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Central Fortress of the Fairy Royalty...

In the narrow hall, a crisp sound abruptly echoed, as warriors from the Fairy Clan flew in, reporting the human frontline arrangements in their special language.

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