When Qu Jianlei's fleet charged into the Energy Mass near the breach, all three starships were already covered in scars.
The Teres Merchant Ship was in the worst condition. It had been battered full of holes and was holding together purely by force.
It had already been damaged to begin with and had only received hasty repairs, so its value had inevitably declined.
When breaking through the blockade, it had first served as the rearguard guard, then rushed to the front to withstand the artillery fire for everyone.
The Jin Yang Merchant Ship was in slightly better shape. Aside from two destroyed weapons ports, the rest were merely superficial wounds.
It looked equally miserable, but at least its main structure had not been affected.
The Battalion-Class Ship had suffered the lightest damage. Though it was the largest, its defenses were also the strongest.
Once inside the Energy Mass, everyone let out a long breath, Hill included.
The Energy Turbulence Zone was not safe either, but it was far less dangerous than forcing their way through the blockade.
As for whether the Federation had planted killers here, Qu Jianlei did not rule out that possibility.
However, if such arrangements truly existed, the cost would definitely be extraordinarily high.
So Qu Jianlei did not believe that such an attack would be aimed at him—it would be preparation on the scale of an entire campaign.
But Hill was worried about something else. "First One, can you transfer all the Federation soldiers aboard the Teres ship to the Battalion-Class Ship?"
"The Teres ship isn't as badly off as you think," Qu Jianlei replied casually. Xiao Hu had deliberately made it look that way.
"But fine, arrange for them to come back."
Besides caring about the lives of his comrades, Hill was also concerned about