The discussion in the command center grew even more heated. Most people adapted quickly and immediately chimed in. "Exactly! We have to spend energy taking hits anyway, so why not feed that energy to the engines and ram them directly?!"
"That's exactly what we should do!" another young general said, slamming the table. "Ram those sons of bitches to death!"
"I support ramming them too," Strange said. "In fact, the energy needed to start the engines and protect Earth during the collision is less than what it would take to tank those twenty-four shots. Ramming them would even save us some energy."
"But I have to remind you," Valkyrie said, "the main guns of the Three Great Empires' capital ships have automatic target-locking functions. And they don't just fire once—they maintain continuous output like lasers. Even if you ram one or two of them, the others may still hit you."
The atmosphere in the command center froze. At that moment, another politician in a suit stood up and said, "I don't think we need to ram the ships shooting at us. We can ram someone else."
"Explain." The others spoke over one another.
"If we charge at the ships firing on us, we'll inevitably take a few hits. But if we charge at the other warships around us, do you think those ships will fire or not? If they don't, we save energy. If they do, they'll inevitably hit their allies. I don't think the three of them get along very well..."
A discussion erupted among the politicians as well, and someone immediately followed up. "I think we shouldn't run anywhere else. We should run behind Feather Star! I refuse to believe they'd dare fire at their own homeworld!"
"Right, right, right! We'll hide behind Feather Star. They can't possibly