The Wulf Civilization Wormhole.
Eight hours after the counterattack force launched its surprise assault into Wulf Civilization territory.
A vortex suddenly rippled through the void. Before the watching Twin Stars people, a damaged warship burst out of it, its hull trailing thick smoke...
The Twin Stars forces had clearly prepared themselves for this possibility. Their defensive formation remained steady, and several large rescue ships immediately moved forward with rescue and repair equipment to assist.
Losses were inevitable in battles over a wormhole, and commanders would naturally order damaged warships that could no longer fight to withdraw first. A situation like this was entirely expected.
However, as more and more warships returned with varying degrees of damage, then fled in panic into the rear of their own formation like beaten dogs, everyone gradually began to sense that something was wrong.
Those aboard the Fallen Angel also noticed large numbers of friendly ships returning near their defensive sector...
"Tsk, tsk! From the looks of things... they got slapped straight back here, didn't they?" Nie Yun rubbed his chin, watching the "friendlies" constantly appearing around them with a touch of schadenfreude.
Judging by their utterly formationless retreat, the counterattack probably hadn't ended well.
Soon afterward, Catherine arrived with a grave expression and the latest orders from headquarters. "Lord Alsace, we've received combat orders from above. We're to enter maximum combat readiness immediately and prepare to engage the enemy!"
"Engage the enemy?" Despite having somewhat prepared himself, Nie Yun was still surprised by that order.
The situation... seemed even worse than he'd imagined.
Just as the Fallen Angel and the Fallen Angel finished their combat preparations and raised their Shields to maximum output, enemies appeared in the void ahead...
Almost on the heels of a damaged warship, over a dozen blue-green enemy Mecha burst