After taking a few seconds to catch his breath, Jaeger Sobeck finally said, "R-reinforcements? That Lieutenant General Callaman?"
Lieutenant General Midbetch nodded.
"That noble Marquis of Esoval, Lieutenant General Callaman?"
Lieutenant General Midbetch nodded again.
Sobeck's lips twitched uncontrollably. The Callaman Fleet had already entered Nebula Branch Route 1 in pursuit of the Earthlings' Athena formation. If they really went to help, that meant they would have to attack first, break through the main force of the opposing Yu Lian Fleet, and only then find a route to rendezvous.
Besides, even if they drove off the main force of the enemy's Yu Lian Fleet and entered the branch route, wouldn't the Athena Group from Earth be waiting for them next?
...Wait. That made no sense!
Sobeck suddenly realized something was off. "Did the opposing Fuxi Group take the Nebula Branch Route to provide support?"
Lieutenant General Midbetch shook his head. "No. Our reconnaissance drones have confirmed that the enemy's main force is right in front of us. Nothing has changed."
"Then why is the Callaman Fleet asking for help?"
They had the advantage in numbers, in the condition of their fleet and personnel, and in preparedness. They had taken a small hit while in pursuit two days ago, but that had only been because of carelessness.
By all rights, the Earthlings shouldn't have been able to beat them badly enough to make them ask for help, should they?
"What exactly did he say?" Major General Sobeck felt that the situation had an unmistakable whiff of something fishy.
"There was no specific message, only a distress signal," Lieutenant General Midbetch said.
That was understandable, in a way. The Far Shore Nebula was full of turbulent magnetic fields, spatial currents, and even black holes that swallowed light and energy. Of course communications