This special squadron of auxiliary ships made Leon's eyes light up.
After detailed reconnaissance, they found that the enemy's defenses were within an acceptable range.
What Leon did not know was that a normal interstellar fleet could already more or less meet its energy needs while traveling at low speeds.
Space Carriers in particular could even find various sources of energy. The only thing they needed was time.
Therefore, in standard formations, Energy Supply Fleets had only this many escorts.
After all, the only place where their importance increased was within spatial passages.
But in normal starship warfare, no one would use such an absurd tactic as Mecha Knight infiltration.
So deploying excessive defensive forces was both unreasonable and wasteful.
It was only after the impossible truly happened that headquarters hurriedly ordered the Energy Supply Fleet to retreat.
After all, within the Interstellar Passage, there were neither resource planets nor stars. It was entirely pitch-black and completely dependent on external energy supplies.
Once the Energy Supply Fleet was destroyed, unless the enemy chose not to attack, they would not live to see the next wave of energy supplies.
But clearly, hoping the enemy would show mercy or do something foolish was the real foolishness.
Still, the thing they least wanted to happen was often the most likely to happen.
Leon's group had stumbled into it by accident. They had originally wanted to avoid the enemy's Space Carrier, only to run straight into the Energy Supply Fleet instead.
All those coincidences felt like fate.
Fate favored heroes.
It allowed ordinary people to shine and the insignificant to become great.
Of course, the premise was that when fate arrived, you had to be able to seize it.
Clearly, Leon was someone who had prepared for it.
Every knight present was an elite