"..."(x3)
Seeing this set of data, Andre and Mike, whose expressions had already been solemn, now looked even more grim.
Ivan also wore a severe expression. After remaining silent for a moment, he asked Tina, "What about the company's casualty figures and the number of warships lost?"
"Two frigates, one battleship, and one carrier from the First Fleet suffered heavy damage. However, according to the Engineering Team's analysis, they can be put back into battle after half a month of repairs.
Although these four warships were heavily damaged, they also resulted in 4,700 of our people dying on the spot. Six hundred and fifty people died after their severe injuries could not be treated, while around seven hundred people were likely to become disabled from their serious injuries.
Including those with minor injuries, the company's casualties numbered approximately eight thousand."
"Fine... I understand."
Hearing this, Ivan's expression grew even more solemn.
"Ugh..." Andre, the old general who often liked to act carefree, also shook his head and sighed softly.
"These few hours alone were enough to equal the losses the company suffered from anomalous phenomena over the past four years. What makes me even angrier is...
"If we had been fighting the Alien Forces, or if some damn anomalous phenomenon had caused these brave employees to die, there would at least have been some honor in it.
"But now, because of that 'fucking bastard' Yuri, our employees died in battle against the UNSC. Just thinking about it pisses me off!
"Suka!"
"Phew~" Mike, who was still smoking his cigar, also blew out a smoke ring and nodded with his eyes narrowed.
"Indeed. And because this was a naval battle, the vast majority of the ground forces couldn't be put to use. It's really frustrating when you think about it."
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