Ambition (2)

"It looked like it was destroyed by a long-range weapon," Longhubo sighed over the channel.

Wei He said nothing, merely gazing over the entire battlefield from afar.

Above, below, left, right—in every direction, everything was crimson.

At that moment, blazing fire filled everyone's vision completely. It was as if the entire universe had been set alight.

The enormous Star Gate ahead had snapped and collapsed, its wreckage broken into three sections as it drifted through space.

Fleet after fleet around them was putting out fires and carrying out emergency repairs.

The engineering units responsible for repairs were like swarms of firefighting crews and little bees, buzzing about everywhere.

Rescue ships began to fly out, searching in all directions for surviving Colonies and Psionics.

In the vacuum of space, even without a Colony, a Psionic could still rely on psionic energy to survive for a while.

Wei He sighed inwardly, sensing the surging psionic energy within his body.

Although he had benefited from this encounter, the sight before him still made him weary of war.

"Begin taking attendance now." As squad commander, Longhubo issued the order over the channel.

"Received." Wei He, Katri, and another Fission who had recently been merged into the unit answered together.

"Xien?" Wei He called the first name on the roster.

"Here." That old fellow had some tricks up his sleeve after all. He was actually fine.

Slightly surprised, Wei He continued the roll call.

"Andy Bunien."

"Here."

"Diman?"

No response.

"Tang Kong?"

Still no response.

Wei He kept reading. Of the remaining forty-odd people, only two answered. Everyone else, whether old team members or newly assigned reinforcements, had been wiped out.

That included the young man who had been terrified out of his wits before.

Wei He suddenly felt that perhaps he had failed in