"Don't open fire!"
"Dr. Michael and the others are still on BHR678 Space Station! Half of our academic work from the past ten thousand years is there too!" Inside the flagship of the R7 Fleet Group, Dr. Black stepped forward and said agitatedly.
If not for the two Federation soldiers holding him back, Dr. Black, in his emotional state, might have rushed up and grabbed Four-Star Admiral Lambos by the collar to stop him.
Unfortunately, Dr. Black was merely a Federation researcher, and an old man without much strength at that.
In peacetime, scholars like him were respected within the Galente Federation, enjoyed considerable status, and received generous research salaries and funding support.
But now that they were in a state of war, the influence wielded by Federation researchers like Dr. Black had been severely curtailed.
This was, after all, a battlefield—a place under the charge of soldiers.
Dr. Michael's words would not affect the war's decisions in the slightest.
In fact, Dr. Black and the others had only arrived at the R7 Fleet Group not long ago.
Having escaped from BHR678 Space Station, they had brought back only around 20% of their limited research findings, along with more detailed information about Cybertron Planet and its surroundings.
For example, the degree to which the Intelligent Robots' self-awareness had awakened, data on every aspect of all high-level machines on Cybertron Planet, and the third layer of command shackles imposed upon Intelligent Robots such as the Decepticons on BHR678 Space Station.
All this information was compiled by Admiral Lambos and submitted to the Federation Military Command.
Thus, not long afterward, Admiral Lambos received orders to completely destroy Cybertron Planet. The Federation Military Command also stated that it would deploy the Doomsday Weapon, the Deep Space Drill, currently on standby at the frontline