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Blinding white flashes erupted one after another as a full 60 capital warships dropped out of hyperspace above... Bespin Planet!

Twenty Kohl-class Battlecruisers, twenty Sova-class Carriers, and twenty Hiigaran-class battlecruisers!

The Fourth Civilization...

Fleet B!

The acting commander, the twenty-seven-year-old Lin Nanyi, stood on the bridge. His gold-dyed hair seemed to illuminate the entire bridge. Yet instead of flamboyantly playing with his hair as usual, he wore a grave expression, standing in the center as steady as a mountain.

Throughout the entire plan, many had considered Lin Nanyi the weakest link. As a military academy graduate who had served in the fleet for less than four years, he had only been exceptionally promoted to adjutant by Sefrans Tann. Now that Sefrans Tann was fighting on Christophsis, after all, no one but her could secretly command a fleet to the much-watched Christophsis without anyone noticing.

Under these circumstances, he had to command all sixty warships of Fleet B, first departing Bespin Planet, dropping out of hyperspace in a relatively remote section of the hyperspace route, and then returning to Bespin Planet through smaller hyperspace sub-routes without being discovered.

Not only could they not be discovered, they also had to return in time. Those branches of the hyperspace routes were fraught with danger. The roar of such a massive fleet passing through might disturb some terrifying beasts dwelling in the gaps of hyperspace, and they absolutely had the power to ensure the entire fleet never returned.

Leaving everything else aside, this process alone would severely test a fleet commander's command and coordination abilities. And after returning to Bespin Planet, they still had to fight a decisive battle against the Galactic Republic fleet, which was bent on fleeing!

Helmut Zemo had been the first to express his distrust of Lin Nanyi, and Tang