A moment later, Douglas made a decision, he refused to be conveyed by the signal corps, and instead began to speak to the whole ship himself.

This is just a partial battle that cannot determine the outcome of the war, and the soldiers have done their best, and the Federation will not be destroyed because of this battle.

He was already inclined to accept the conditions of the Zeon Army, after all, there was no blood feud between the Federation and Zeon, and it was not unacceptable if his stigma could be exchanged for the lives of the soldiers.

At this moment, the yellow body suddenly waved its hand, and the MS, who was hanging at a certain distance from the Federation fleet and was slowly moving while staying in place, suddenly raised their weapons.

Douglas felt his body stiffen and thought Zeon was going to attack again, but just as he was about to order the gunners to continue firing, the yellow mech signaled again.

Time, not, is abundant.

Please, as soon as possible, make a decision.

Ten minutes, expired, go to war.

Douglas was silent for a moment, then stopped the first mate who was about to say something, and then spoke into the intercom, "Now。。。。。。 The Zeon army demanded that our troops surrender. ”

He didn't notice that he had changed the name of the Muzo Self-Defense Force to the Zeon Army.

Even if he was ready to bear the stigma, there was still a subtle tremor in his voice, after all, this was an indishonorable surrender, he was not ashamed of the stigma he might have to bear, but worried that the Space Force might be accused by the Chiefs of Staff Council or even the federal government for his sake: "Our army 。。。。。 In fact, we have been defeated, but this is not your mistake, nor is it that you did not fight hard, and the situation has come to this point, and it is entirely my responsibility. ”

"In order to ensure your safety, I hereby order that all those who are not prepared to continue the fight can be taken out of the combat area in lifeboats and contained by the Zeon Army."

"If you are willing to accept the fate of dying in battle, you can also choose to stay and stick with me until the last moment."

No matter what the soldiers chosen, Douglas, whether as a general of the Union Army or as a veteran, would never abandon his ship.

He thought for a moment and emphasized again: "This is not to say that those who choose to leave have escaped, on the contrary, you are worthy of the glory of the Federation Army, fighting bravely and exemplary, if you choose to leave, you don't need to feel psychological pressure, this is because of my orders, not your cowardice." ”

"The war has just begun, and you can fight for the Federation elsewhere."

He felt that what he said was not very good, but finally said: "You have done your best, and I mourn the loss and wish you all the best of luck." ”

"End of call, may God bless the Federation."

The female soldier who worked in the communications couldn't help crying, and seeing this, Douglas was a little helpless, and said to his first mate: "Convey my meaning to the Zeon Army." ”

"This 。。。。。。。 Yes, General. The soldier's obedience to orders prevailed, and the first mate's face twitched for a moment, and then he sighed and conveyed Douglas's meaning to the yellow one instead of the female soldier.

The Federation will not surrender, but some of the soldiers who are not ready to continue the battle will leave the ship, and they will be under the containment of the Zeon Army along with their own auxiliary fleet, hoping that your army will not harm them.

Lear, who received the Union's meaning, thought for a moment, and then promised Douglas, although it was not the best result, and there was still a need to fight, but a battleship with a lack of soldiers was definitely better to deal with than a warship with enough men, and it could weaken the Federation army, and the price was just to accept some prisoners of war, which was nothing bad.

Moreover, Lear did not want to shoot at the Federation officers and soldiers who had lost their will to fight, and they were willing to leave the battleship and wait for their own containment, which was also a good choice.

He replied to Douglas about his decision, and he gave the Federals half an hour, during which time the Zeon MS forces would not stop the Union soldiers from leaving the war zone, but they and the Union auxiliary fleet could not escape, they had to wait at the designated place and be contained by the Zeon Army after the battle, and if they escaped, it would be considered an attempt to join the battle, and the Zeon Army would sink them mercilessly.

The Union Army accepted this offer and did not bargain, and when the two sides agreed on an agreement, the evacuation of the Union officers and soldiers began.

They boarded lifeboats—there weren't enough of them, so some officers and men in spacesuits attached themselves to the tow lines of the lifeboats, and then moved with the transports to a position within range of the Zeon Army's Msey-class, and they abandoned all the remaining fighters into space at the request of the Zeon Army.

I have to say that if it weren't for the fact that it was the early stage of the war, the two sides had not yet fought a bloody feud, and they didn't know what the Zeon Army had done in SIDE2, I am afraid that the most elite fleet of the Federation, even if it was faced with a critical situation, would never accept Zeon's persuasion to surrender.

In this regard, Lear is still lucky.

The withdrawal of the Federation troops was still very fast, and in the blink of an eye it was already at the end, Douglas looked at his empty bridge, he sat down, and then picked up a bottle of high-strength liquor and opened it.

This is his personal treasure, just now I asked an officer and soldier who was about to leave to take it from his room, the federal army is not the kind of unruly motley troops, even if he is a general, he can't make an exception to drink on the bridge, as an old drunkard, he has endured it for nearly 30 years, and now, before he dies, he can be unscrupulous on the bridge and high concentration of spirits, fate is really wonderful.

He poured himself a full glass, and under the low gravity of the battleship, those pungent liquids formed a wine ball, which spilled out slightly, and he said to his first mate, "Have a drink?" ”

His first mate, a promising mid-level officer who had followed him for almost 20 years, starting with privates, shook his head and said, "You know me, General, I don't know how to drink." ”

"It's a pity, I can't finish this bottle alone, it's a waste." Douglas sighed heartedly, for an old drunkard, it was unbearable to let this bottle of wine disappear into space.

"If it's not for a piece of the pie, then why are you staying?" Douglas persuaded intentionally or unintentionally: "It's still too late, the lifeboats on the deck haven't left yet." ”

"Forget it, General." His first mate said with a smile.

So saying, he said to the last third man on the bridge, the helmsman of the Richelieu, "You go, just leave it to me here." ”

"Major?" The helmsman of the Richelieu was surprised with a hint of surprise: "Then you and the general。。。。。。 ”

The first mate interrupted him and said, "The general and I will live and die with this ship, so you should leave quickly." ”

"Yes, yes! Major! After the helmsman finished speaking, he hurried to catch the last train of escape.

"Wait!" However, at this moment, Douglas stopped him, and the helmsman's face was defeated at a speed visible to the naked eye, not that he was a coward, if he was required to fight to the death, he would also spare his life, but at this moment, since there was a possibility of survival, and at the same time there were other people doing it, of course he preferred to survive.

Douglas ignored his face, and he stuffed the remaining half bottle of spirits into the helmsman's arms: "You can take this thing with you." ”

"It's okay to give it away, or drink it yourself, don't waste it."

With that, he waved the helmsman away.

"Seriously, you should leave," Douglas sat down in a less rigorous but more comfortable position, he drank the wine in his hand, but took the glass in his hand and looked at it carefully: "You still have a wife and children, and a great future, why should you die with me, an old fellow." ”

His first mate stretched, and then sat down in the helmsman's seat: "I can't leave you alone, besides, General, if I'm gone, who will help you sail." ”

"I don't need you, I'll open it myself!" Douglas said dissatisfied, and when he noticed that there were still some beads of wine at the bottom of the glass, he turned the glass over and tried to pour the liquid into his mouth.

"Come on, General, you haven't personally sailed a ship for almost twenty years, do you really know how to fly the most advanced warship of the Federation?"

"Twenty years? It's been so long? "Douglas had a sense of unreality.

"From the time I was assigned to your ship as a helmsman, of course."

"Ah。。。。。。 By the way, I was still driving assault boats in low orbit at that time. ”

"Yes, there are only a dozen people on the whole ship," the first mate said, "At that time, there was no Federation Space Force, and we only had some ships that seem small now, and few people were willing to patrol space all day long, and only marginal people like us would be sent to the space to drive assault ships." ”

"After that, General Reybir established the Space Force, and then promoted you, a marginal man, to the position of captain, and I joined the Space Force with you."

That's really far away, Douglas thought about it, and found that he couldn't think of the details of those past events.

It doesn't matter anymore.

"So, General, the Space Army we joined together has come so far together," the first mate smiled and said, "Now you don't expect me to leave you alone." ”

"Whatever you want," said Douglas, unlike a man who was scared to death after a single missile, he had never felt death terrible, and even more so now: "How many people are left on board?" ”

"Twenty or thirty, the maintenance squad leader, the head cook, the damage management chief, and the engineer in the reactor behind are all old fellows," the first mate added, "The other warships should be similar." ”

Not far away, the last of the Federation's lifeboats were about to leave the combat zone, and Zeon's MS forces were preparing for their next attack.

"In this way, let them all operate the anti-aircraft guns, and then, we don't need to be damaged, and we don't need to eat," Douglas slammed the cup on the ground, of course, it didn't break, he was a little embarrassed, but more cheerful: "Inform the whole fleet, there is no need to cover each other, and there is no need to think about the problem of this ship." ”

"Let them strike at the location of the Zeon Army cruiser!"

He stomped on the wine glass and said in high spirits.

His first mate understood: "Just like in the past? ”

Douglas was stunned for a moment, and then reacted to the days of flying assault boats in the past, so he smiled and said, "Yes, it's like the good old days." ”