Unable to contact the frontline fleet?
Bonifacio looked at the tactical display beside him in confusion, but it showed that every warship on the front line was intact.
A communications failure?
"What about the warships that just arrived in the Milse Supercluster?"
"Marshal, we already tried. The warships that had just arrived in the Milse Supercluster could still be contacted at first, but contact was lost a few seconds later!"
"Wait. You said they could be contacted at first, but not afterward? Is that happening to every warship that enters the Milse Supercluster?"
"Yes, Marshal!"
"Damn it! Connect to the internal surveillance systems of the frontline warships immediately and pull up the footage! Hurry!"
"Yes!"
Soon, after a flurry of operations by his subordinates, they connected to the systems of several frontline warships. With the highest level of authorization, they obtained the internal surveillance footage and displayed the scenes from their bridges.
Gasp.
Footage from five warships was retrieved. When everyone saw the surveillance feeds from those five bridges, they all sucked in a sharp breath.
In the footage, everyone was either lying on the floor or slumped over at their stations. In short—
Not a single person was still standing!
At Bonifacio's command, footage from other compartments of the warships was pulled up as well, but every scene was identical to those on the bridges. Cold sweat broke out across his back.
What the hell had those Moy people done?
There were more than 200 billion warships. They had all been wiped out?
And they had been wiped out without even knowing why?
Wait—
His adjutant had just said that the warships newly arriving in the Milse Supercluster could be contacted at first, but became unreachable a few seconds later, right?
Could it be...
Bonifacio suddenly thought of something,