He Bilin followed closely behind Academician Tao Yuda, hurrying toward the command center.
Along the way, he saw countless familiar faces.
Some were senior colleagues from Earth, while others were peers from Proxima b.
Like him, all his peers from Proxima b trailed behind those senior colleagues like shadows.
Even the expressions on their faces were remarkably similar.
Apprehension, unease, fear, and... a little excitement.
As for the veterans of the Proxima Centauri Battle, their faces were filled with gravity and pain.
With the situation so urgent, no one exchanged greetings. They simply hurried toward the command center.
As he passed a viewport, He Bilin glanced outside out of curiosity.
That single glance stopped him in his tracks.
Outside the viewport, one Battleship after another began changing course.
Meanwhile, the Supply Reserve Ships, Home ships, and Engineering Ships headed away from Ross 154.
At the same time, deep blue arcs of electricity slowly gathered at the Battleships' gun muzzles.
This was a sign that the Plasma Weapons had finished charging.
All it would take now was a single order, and shells of high-temperature plasma would blast straight toward Ross 154!
Besides the Plasma Weapons, He Bilin could clearly see the Type II Coilgun beneath the nearest [Golden Crow Battleship] beginning to turn its muzzle.
Naturally, it was aiming at Ross 154 in the distance!
The faint excitement in He Bilin's heart vanished completely.
He suddenly realized that war could break out in the very next second.
"He Bilin!"
Tao Yuda's voice called out, "What are you standing there for?"
"Keep up!"
He Bilin hurriedly looked away and jogged a few steps to catch up with Tao Yuda.
At that moment, the expression on his face became a little more like Tao Yuda's.
Ross 2.
Central City.
Lü Yongchang stared