The players' mass defection had a devastating impact on Flemming's forces.
The detour to attack Lockheed's rear guard had ended in total annihilation. Not a single ship had escaped. The ships in the vanguard and center had suffered less, but their morale—which had only just managed to recover—had plunged back to rock bottom. This time, it looked like there was no hope of raising it again.
Just as they were watching Bai Fu fly back and launch another attack—
Flemming hurriedly contacted headquarters. He wasn't asking for reinforcements; it was already too late for that. He just wanted to tell General Listor what had happened, so no one else would suffer the same fate.
"General Listor, we have a serious problem! Bai Fu—she really has completely sided with Nilis. We were ambushed by her near Lockheed. She... she's a monster. We—"
Crackle, crackle.
Flemming was shouting when a shrill burst of static suddenly came through the communicator.
Damn it, signal jamming!
He was about to order the ship's mechanics to deal with it when the ship suddenly shook violently. Even he nearly fell over.
"What's going on?"
Flemming turned his head and saw a huge breach in the ship's shield.
It was over.
There was no time left. If they didn't respond immediately, Bai Fu would soon break in.
Flemming's face turned ashen.
What he'd just said should have been enough to make General Listor wary of Bai Fu. But simply being wary wouldn't be enough. He needed to know that it wasn't just Bai Fu they had to guard against, but the Undying as well.
"We can only hope General Listor and the others figure out what's going on soon. Otherwise, the losses ahead could be catastrophic."
The losses caused by the Undying rebels could still be made up