"Form battle formation and prepare for battle!"

"At the same time, notify the other legion fleets to maintain alignment with us." The commander issued the order.

Along with them, eight other Holy Radiant Empire fleets, totaling over 24,000 interstellar warships, also rushed to provide support.

Of course, this is only the first batch of reinforcements to receive the Holy Wings Legion's request for help; more will follow.

While he was closely monitoring the radar scan.

A sudden video window startled him.

Upon recognizing the visitor, he immediately stood up straight and gave a military salute: "Your Excellency the Consul!"

“I haven’t been able to get in touch with the Holy Wings Legion. Do you have any news?” Governor Ernest inquired.

He, Governor Ernest, was in charge of the Black Tiger Starfield, while the combat missions at the Dragon Front Base here were assigned to the Holy Wing Legion.

But now the Holy Wings Legion has lost contact.

In wartime, if a frontline fleet suddenly loses contact, it is a very serious problem.

If contact is lost for an extended period, it is often assumed that the entire fleet has been destroyed.

It would be one thing if it were another legion fleet from the Holy Radiant Empire.

This is the Holy Wings Legion!

One of the ten Holy Light Legions.

Completely annihilated?

Or was it a complete annihilation in such a short time that not even a single message could be sent out?

How is that possible?

Governor Ernest simulated various combat plans for the Falcon Legion in his mind, such as relying on that interstellar warp ship to lead multiple Falcon Legions.

With superior troop strength, they directly encircled and annihilated the Holy Wings Legion.

In that situation, the Holy Wings Legion would most likely be no match, but surely they would be able to send out a battle report?

This made him feel uneasy, so he asked repeatedly.

The commander immediately replied, "Your Excellency, we just made contact with the flagship of the Holy Wing Legion, but lost communication within seconds."

Furthermore, due to poor communication quality.

We were unable to hear what was being said on the other end and are currently working on a technical fix to the communication.

In addition, our fleet will enter the area where the coordinates last issued by the Holy Wing Legion can be observed in one minute.

We will inform you as soon as we have any information.

"I understand. Keep in touch."

"I need to know what exactly happened to the Holy Wings Legion!" Consul Ernest said solemnly.

"yes."

Just then, the adjutant hurriedly shouted, "Commander, the communication has been restored!"

Would you like to listen to this?

"Broadcast." Another voice rang out.

The adjutant then noticed that the governor was communicating with his commander and immediately saluted.

The commander glared at his adjutant and urged, "Didn't you hear what the governor said? Play the repaired communications immediately."

"Yes." The adjutant played the communication file that had just been repaired.

The preceding paragraph is a message they sent to the Holy Wings Legion.

Soon, they heard some unbelievable words.

It was a man's terrified scream, hysterical.

You could tell from his tone that he must have been in a very bad mental state at the time.

"Don't come any closer! Run! Run!"

All Holy Radiant Empire starships are retreating at full speed, leaving this place... withdrawing from Warhammer...

Immediately notify the Empire, the Falcon...

After this communication finished playing.

The commander and Consul Ernest stared at each other, neither of them reacting immediately.

"Have you confirmed whether this voice belongs to the commander of the Holy Wings Legion?" Consul Ernest inquired.

Actually, he had already figured it out during the communication just now.

After all, that wasn't just any ordinary commander; he was the commander of the Holy Light Legion. The two had met and cooperated many times, and he could recognize the voice.

But Consul Ernest asked again.

"It's already been verified, there's no problem with the identity," the adjutant replied.

Consul Ernest frowned; this was quite strange.

What exactly happened?

It could make a commander of the Holy Light Legion lose his composure like this, shouting for retreat.

And it's not just about withdrawing from this battle, it's about withdrawing from Warhammer... and it even seems like they need to inform the Empire of some emergency.

They heard the last two words, "Xiaolong," very clearly.

Was all of this caused by the JF-17 Thunder?

Suddenly, a puzzle seemed to appear before them.

However, this mystery won't trouble them for long; it will soon be solved.

"Report: We have entered the coordinates area last released by the Holy Wings Legion, but we... have not detected any signals from any interstellar warships."

"Please give instructions." The sergeant in charge of navigation looked at the commander.

The commander hesitated, glancing at Consul Ernest across the video window. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

This bizarre situation has left him unsure of what to do.

"Investigate thoroughly what exactly happened to the Holy Wings Legion," Consul Ernest ordered.

The commander took a deep breath and began to order his subordinates: "Maintain combat readiness level one, activate all radars, and launch all interstellar reconnaissance aircraft."

Furthermore, notify the other fleet units to maintain their sailing distance and prepare contingency plans.

"yes."

Throughout this process, Consul Ernest maintained communication but did not interfere with his subordinates' commands.

Time passed little by little.

The atmosphere became eerie because of that phone call and the disappearance of the Holy Wings Legion.

But soon, a report broke the peace.

"Report... An anomaly has been detected ahead... It may... be related to the Holy Wing Legion..." the adjutant reported, his face pale.

"Don't waste my time, switch the camera here immediately!" the commander urged.

Soon, several video clips were displayed in front of the commander, and Consul Ernest could also see them.

Both of their pupils dilated slightly at that moment.

Because they saw that the distant starry sky was filled with the wreckage of interstellar warships, like a graveyard of interstellar warships.

Upon seeing these, a sense of unease arose in their hearts.

"Scan these wrecks and determine their information," the commander immediately ordered.

This task isn't too difficult because there's just so much wreckage here.

A rough estimate suggests there are at least three thousand interstellar warships.

The wreckage of three thousand interstellar warships... the vanished Holy Wing Legion.

The answer behind this is already quite obvious.

However, many people are unwilling to believe it, or dare not believe it.

The adjutant rushed over: "We've got information about these wreckage, it's true..."

"No need to say anything, I've already seen it." The commander's voice trembled slightly.

The adjutant followed the commander's gaze and saw a captured image of the wreckage of a starship. Although it was broken into pieces, its massive size made it still remarkably intact.

It is still possible to distinguish them from the remaining wreckage.

Most importantly, this interstellar warship... they were all too familiar with it.

T4 Retribution Angel-class Heavy Starship!

At that moment, they vaguely saw a huge, blurry figure behind the interstellar debris.

That... is an interstellar warship.

It seems like they're waiting for something.