On the Tailo Empire's defensive line.
"Legion Commander, I believe that even if we have to accept some casualties, we should strike as soon as possible. The longer we wait, the more uncertain factors there will be!"
Inside the flagship's combat conference room, a staff officer was advising Garian.
However.
"You bastard!"
"Didn't your staff department run the simulations? If we advance alone, we can indeed defeat those two inferior local legions, but our losses will be between twenty and thirty trillion warships!"
"But if we wait for the other two legions to attack together with us, the combined losses of all three legions may not even exceed one trillion!"
"And now you come to me saying we should strike as soon as possible?"
"Do you want the Empire's soldiers to die for nothing because of your impatience for quick achievements?"
Slamming his hand down on the table, Garian rose to his feet and berated him furiously, conveniently pinning the charge of sacrificing Imperial soldiers for personal gain onto him.
Who could withstand that?
Yet this staff officer was exceptionally stubborn. Rather than showing shame or lowering his head to admit fault, he stared at the enraged Garian and continued speaking.
"Legion Commander, we have waited tens of millions of years for this opportunity. No one knows what may happen in the coming years. Perhaps the Hiltek Empire and the Black Mang Empire will agree to a ceasefire tomorrow?"
"Perhaps those eight civilizations will withdraw their troops tomorrow because of some unforeseen change?"
"Or perhaps the Black Mang Empire has some trump card that requires time to prepare, and we are giving them that time right now?"
"I still believe that at a time like this, we should attack with all our might, giving the Black Mang Empire no time