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The crash site of the Dunkirk.

“…… That's the situation, Commanders," Connor communicated with the other Star-Coalition forces crashed in the Dunkirk's barely usable liaison room in the Dunkirk's cabin, "Given that the Turks have ceased fire, I suggest that you find a way to gather at our location and leave this artificial object together, and as for reconnaissance and other work, you can send drones or androids to complete it later." ”

Connor explained what was at stake, and then looked around at the pale blue stereoscopic images around her.

This method is the best choice at present, because no matter how well the space battle is fought, it is impossible to fight 2.4 light years away, and if you hesitate here, after a hundred hours, you will be "purified", not to mention, you will drag the main fleet to accompany the burial.

However, this optimal option may not be accepted by everyone, because ......

"That's what you say, Commander Shepard," the temporary commander in one of the images was a little blurry, but he could see blood and dust all over his body, and his armor was damaged in many places, and he gritted his teeth, "My brothers died in vain?" ”

Yes, even if you don't count the Star Alliance soldiers who died when they were attacked in space, after crashing to the ground, after encountering the sudden attack of "destroying all earthlings within an hour", the casualty figure will not be small.

If it was an irrational and uncommunicative alien like in the ancient alien movies, it would be okay to take revenge, but after constantly discovering more habitable planets and technologies through repeaters, earthlings have long lost the foolish superiority of "they are the only life in the universe", and there have been many speculations about cosmic life and its organizational form, and the earthy organizational form of the Citadel Council and the franchise race has also been speculated.

"This is a misfire, Sergeant," Connor said after a pause, "if it is for them, after leaving here, I will talk to General Grisham and ask him to make representations to the Turks." ”

"Cut, doesn't that mean it's over?" The commander snorted, then continued, "In any case, your order was given in time, and my brothers and I will listen to you, this time." ”

Without waiting for Connor to say anything more, he cut off the communication.

"Commander Shepard," the second to speak was a neat-looking officer, but the jungle and the occasional roar of beasts in the background of his image felt a little unpleasant: "Are you sure this isn't a ploy by the aliens to bring us together?" I don't want to take my brothers out of the jungle and get out of the jungle one by one. ”

Indeed, after a scuffle, anyone who hears that the other party is actually planning to let himself die for the greater good will not be happy, and since it is already on the same page, it doesn't hurt to deceive appropriately, no one knows anyway.

"I'm not sure," Connor said he wasn't going to pack for the aliens, "so I'll make your quarters far enough away." ”

"But that doesn't avoid the risk of being surrounded...... Oh," the officer said, sneering, "if they dare to do that, they'll be killed." ”

"......" Connor watched his image disappear and said nothing.

Although there are other reasons, it is not suitable to say in this situation - the leader of the turian squad that she caught turned out to be the younger brother of the general who commanded the "Star Ring Patrol Fleet".

This rank gap is more difficult to understand on Earth, but it is familiar to Turui.

According to Salen, the entire Turkian society is divided into twenty-seven levels, and the treatment is gradually improved, and the only condition for promotion is military merit, which also causes them to be martial arts and not afraid of life and death when fighting, maybe a fleet general can ignore the life and death of a small centurion, but as an elder brother, he can't give up his own brother.

Due to the existence of military tribunals and ombudsmen, it is impossible for him to place his younger brother in a safe position for personal gain, but for the sake of his younger brother's safety, no one can say anything if he makes some inconsequential concessions in local tactics.

"Commander Shepard, I don't have much to say about your orders—but the question is, what about the brothers who have fallen and gone apart? They may not have received your signal at all - " The officer who opened his mouth seemed to be sitting in an infantry vehicle, and the howling of the wind was constantly coming.

"The Turks have statistics on the crash locations and personnel movements of all our ships, which is why they can launch precise raids on us, and now that I have obtained this information from the captives, if there is anyone missing, I can just use it to search through it."

"I don't have a problem anymore-" The officer hung up the communication.

In fact, there are still some problems about this, because Starlink's universal tools can be seamlessly connected with Turui's universal tools?

Upon inquiry, it was revealed that their multi-purpose tools were made by a race called Asari, who were also members of the council, who had a long-established multipurpose company and mimicked the technology of some ancient ruins.

Connor had planned to ask if the race had ever established an observatory on Mars, but after thinking that it was impossible for such a combat-minded guy to pay attention to the historical details of other races, he simply abandoned the idea.

"I have no other questions." "Follow your orders, Commander Shepard." "See you later."

As some of the questions that were of relative concern to the various units were asked, the commanders of the other teams also waived their right to ask questions, saying that they would meet up with Dunkirk as instructed by Connor.

However, there was one question that Connor had already prepared, and it was unbelievable that they didn't even ask.

As all holograms disappeared and the lights in the contact room came back on, Connor shook her head slightly as she walked out of the cabin.

"Hey, Commander Shepard, are those aliens going to be supernatural? What kind of one? Because the ship was damaged, the drone was programmed, and Cicero, who had nothing to do, stopped Connor.

Good brothers!

"You may not believe it, but almost every one of them has an ability, and that ability is [Order Disruption]." Connor replied in a low voice, mysteriously.

"Isn't that amazing?" Cicero subconsciously lowered his voice as well.

"Their ability is 'Armor and Shields Stronger,' and each has its own specialty," Connor said, pointing to the rifle behind his back, "For example, my gun may be given to one Turf to increase its lethality and rate of fire, but if you give it to another Turre, it may reduce overheat and increase range, and this is the ability that Turquoise uses to arrange its classes." ”

“…… It's really 'order breach'," Cicero rolled his eyes: "What about the ranks?" ”

"Paper grade."

"Cut."