When the last Geth warship shattered and tore apart in the explosions, Colonel Thrawn once again led the Sixth Patrol Fleet to victory. But they had not emerged unscathed. Under the Geth's frenzied counterattack, two Vigil-class corvettes were destroyed. One broke apart on the spot, and none of its four hundred crew members survived.
The other Vigil-class corvette lost power, was captured by the planet's gravity, and fell toward the surface. This ship was luckier. It made an emergency landing on the ocean after crashing, and more than 180 crew members survived.
The losses appeared greater than in the previous battle, despite facing a smaller Geth fleet. But in reality, considering that Colonel Thrawn's Sixth Patrol Fleet had just come through a brutal battle and had only had three days to recover, this second victory was even more glorious!
In this battle, Colonel Thrawn had even managed to grasp the patterns behind the Geth's movements! That was the part everyone found unbelievable.
Even now, the officers and soldiers throughout the fleet had yet to recover from their shock.
"We... won?" Sandars's face was full of disbelief.
"We can begin the landing operation now. Have the Marines prepare immediately." Colonel Thrawn seemed utterly unconcerned with the victory. "Also, notify the Imperial Navy Logistics Department to resupply our fleet at once. Then submit the battle report and a request to return to the rear for repairs and maintenance."
"Yes... yes!" Sandars hurriedly replied.
The entire fleet became busy once more. The Imperial-class Star Destroyer Chimeara began recovering its fighter squadrons. Even the fighters of the planet's ground defense forces were brought aboard, then carried back into the atmosphere and redeployed at the planetary capital.
At the same time, Chimeara's hangar launch platforms fully unfolded. Transport aircraft began taking off one after another,