"Admiral, should we proceed with the original plan?" the adjutant asked hesitantly.
Gilad remained silent for a long time. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly.
He had no idea why the enemy had deployed their forces as though they had seen right through his plans, countering him at every turn. But he could not abandon his original strategic objective, and there was no longer enough time for major tactical adjustments.
"Order all fleets to move into phase two ahead of schedule!" Gilad ordered grimly.
"Yes, sir!"
As the orders went out, the battlefield soon changed once again.
"Patriarch, the Twin Stars' two fleets have changed course! They're heading straight for devices two and three!"
The Ryan Race, which had been watching the battlefield closely, immediately noticed the anomaly.
"It seems... the intelligence really was accurate!" The old patriarch immediately realized he had backed the right horse, and a flicker of delight flashed in his eyes.
Judging by the enemy's actions, the locations of all three wormhole expansion devices had clearly been exposed. That made the purpose of their earlier maneuvers obvious... they had been trying to lure the defenders away!
Seeing that their scheme would no longer work, the enemy had been forced to reveal their true operational objectives ahead of schedule.
That was close! We almost made a terrible mistake!
Even as the old patriarch breathed a sigh of relief, his curiosity grew.
Who exactly was that mysterious informant?
Only someone at least as high-ranking as an enemy senior officer could have access to such a detailed operational plan. This made no sense!
Or... was it really the legendary art of prophecy?
Spartacus: "..." (/ω╲)
Although the sudden exposure of their objectives had disrupted their plans, the Twin Stars remained exceptionally resolute. All three fleets