Compared to the situation of the allies and the Entente, the Celestial Empire is better.

The violent explosion of the battleship cracked the ice around the tarmac into a terrifying chasm, and the bodies of some personnel were clearly visible in the chasm.

As you can imagine, the results of the members on the battleship were that almost none survived. Only a few people in specially reinforced escape pods survived. In the battle in the universe, the manufacturing personnel have long considered such a problem, and the escape pods are distributed in various places of the battleship. It is also equipped with a basic spacesuit or a small amount of training armor.

It's just that this attack came so quickly that people didn't have time to react at all. A small number of fleet personnel were able to escape because they were near the escape pod when they called the police.

By this time, the people of the allies and the Entente had adjusted the call to a public channel, which would facilitate the search for personnel.

"Fang Hui, you bring some recruits who are not injured to help the Entente." Captain Wang Rong's voice came from the call, and compared to the situation of the allies, the situation on the side of the Entente was more serious. The members of the Great Axe Brigade in the open space between the two ships were directly confronted with a violent explosion and a large amount of debris, not even the armor to withstand the larger fragments.

And Major Chekov's voice was trembling. He is a veteran, and during the war years, the life of a veteran is more expensive than that of a recruit, this is the consensus of everyone, especially the veteran who did not die after a few battles.

Major Chekov himself was a veteran who had participated in many battles, and he could not care about new recruits, but those veterans who had followed him, fought and bled together, made him feel pain from the bottom of his heart.

And Chekov's voice was drowned out by numerous calls, and those who survived the fleet personnel and soldiers were using public channels to inquire about the situation and look for rescue.

The only ones who can be saved are those who are not injured, and the injured are helpless, as long as they are traumatized, in the harsh cold of Deimos, there is almost no possibility of survival.

Blood donations will be instantly congealed by the cold that pours into the torn heavy armor and clothes, and before they can make a second cry for help, they will be frozen into ice sculptures, and the first cry for help is their screams.

The vast majority of people were unable to shout, because in the violent explosion, many people were stunned by the shock wave or directly destroyed by the shattered armor or ammunition. The number of deaths is not determined at the time of the explosion, but in the subsequent deaths, slowly.

"How's the casualty?" Major Ye Feng asked in a deep voice, he was lifting a piece of armor with his deputy and rescued a veteran who was pressed underneath. He uses the channel used by junior officers, and the only people who can participate are the squad leader and deputy leader, as well as the squad leader.

"Acceptable." One of the team leaders replied immediately. Often when saying this, there must be about two or three people sacrificed, and as for the vacant positions, there will naturally be experienced reservists to fill them.

Major Ye Feng's question referred more to those veterans. "Two dead, two wounded." The other captain immediately reported it.

The situation between the squads was about the same, because they were not very far away, so through the reports of two or three captains, Major Ye Feng soon had an approximate casualty situation. More than 2,000 people lost about four or five hundred, and in such a situation, the mortality rate of recruits was almost the same as that of veterans.

In fact, one of the things in the universe that scared them the most was the explosion of a battleship. Thankfully, they landed on Impon, and the undead were the ones who attacked, and if it were in the universe, the impetus caused by the violent explosion would be magnified to the maximum. Without any tools to slow them down, they will be like a living coffin, permanently banished from the world. Unless it's an escape pod or a BX heavy armor like that, it's better to have positioning, if not. Then they will face endless fear.

Many people have said that in the universe, the most terrifying punishment is not death, but with the end of knowing that death will be carried out, floating forever in the universe.

After Major Ye Feng probably knew about the casualties, he arranged for personnel to participate in the rescue around.

However, the final casualties made Major Ye Feng still frown a little.

The mortality rate of recruits is still 20% higher than that of veterans, because recruits are still wearing training armor and do not have the protection of BX heavy armor.

After briefly collecting his thoughts, Major Ye Feng didn't think about it so much.

In terms of personnel arrangement, Major Ye Feng arranged more manpower to rescue the personnel of the Allied countries. For several reasons, one is that on the mission of Pluto, the Entente and the Celestial Empire are temporarily united. Second, the situation on their side is much more serious than that of the allies. Third, they must hurry up and rescue all the combatants, and no one knows when the next attack of the undead will be. Fourth, Ye Feng was a little dissatisfied with the previous practices of the allies.

So upon hearing the pleas of Major Chekov and Major Edward, he did not hesitate to send more personnel to the side of the Entente.

In many things, people look for reasons faster than they don't. Justifying oneself seems to be a habit that cannot be changed. It's like when a child is faced with a mistake, he will always say that it is a mistake that found him, not that he caused it.

"Major Ye Feng, I must solemnly warn you about your behavior, your actions are not conducive to the relationship between allies." Major Edward saw that Ye Feng had sent more people to the side of the Entente, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose up. However, he couldn't tell the unreasonableness of Major Ye Feng's behavior.

"Your Excellency, what am I doing that is not reasonable?" Regarding Major Edward's somewhat ridiculous sense of superiority, Major Ye Feng sneered and asked. Now they are all in the same situation, there is no way to go back, the battleship is destroyed. Although there are a small number of life-saving spacecraft, they are completely unable to return to Earth, and can only move between planets at most.

The weapons of the undead attacking the battleship, which they had also seen in the information given by the Protoss, were hot melt cannons, a weapon more advanced than Earth lasers and kinetic weapons. Shoot the heat energy directly, and no kind of equipment and weapons can resist it. It's like shooting at the sun at a close enough distance.

The weapon was incinerated by the heat before it could get close, but the metal composition required for such a weapon is currently unknown. To be able to withstand such high temperatures, the high-temperature alloy of the weapon is very important.

Faced with Major Ye Feng's reply, Major Edward didn't know how to answer. can only command his subordinates to carry out rescue. He naturally knew the horror of the weapons of the undead, after all, he was also a veteran of several wars, but the current situation made him angry.

He knew that in a few hours, the warships of the Celestial Empire would come and pick them up. At that time, they had to go back on the warships of the Celestial Empire. Major Edward did not think about asking for the help of the Allied warships, but he knew how dangerous it was to bring the battleships to Pluto. Moreover, if the allies were to send warships, they would have to bear the cost of the warships, which would be a huge expense.

In this regard, the allies will never be able to compare with the Celestial Empire, and the Celestial Empire will never charge such a fee. Such a thing undoubtedly whipped the allies in the face very much many times. Because the allies have been high-profile about their human rights and protections, but in many things, the end result is.

"If you pay the money, we will protect you, if you don't have money, please don't look for me." This somewhat absurd logic has been maintained by the Allies for hundreds of years, simply because the capitalism in Congress is motivated by self-interest.

On the other side of the Xinggang, the Jinghua was slowly lifted off after getting permission to take off. The lights on the tarmac were flashing constantly, and warships were constantly flying in from afar. Those were the frigates of the Hokram, and after their initial escape, they all returned to Starport one after another.

And about what happened to the fleet this time, everyone was given a gag order. Such a frightening thing cannot be hyped up, and a stable social environment is the root of everything. And the Jinghua, which had just risen, was just about to move to Pluto, but it received a reply from Major Ye Feng, who was far away in Pluto.

"We have been attacked by the undead, and the warships of the Allies and the Entente have been destroyed. The loss of personnel is more than thirty percent. The reply was not long, but it silenced many people sitting in the command management.

"The defenses and attacks of the undead on Pluto are obviously greater than our estimates." They had no objection to sending warships, except that they needed better rescue methods and pilots to get to Pluto's orbit.

"The situation on Pluto seems more complicated than we thought. Therefore, the rescue time will be delayed, so please wait. "This is the reply that Major Ye Feng received. However, Major Ye Feng would not doubt whether the Celestial Empire would send a team to come, it was just a matter of time.

"It's a terrible life." Rogge sat on a scrap metal frame next to him, and he moved his shoulders. There are still a lot of supplies on the battleship that have not been destroyed, and now they are looking for materials that can be used in some well-preserved cabins. The most important of these is the oxygen cylinder.

A small bottle of solid oxygen weighs about two kilograms, which is equivalent to 2,000 liters of oxygen, enough for them to breathe for several days. However, the problem of oxygen is easy to solve, but the problem of food is a big problem.

Moving out a nanobox of solid oxygen cylinders, Mo Ran glanced at Rogge on the side. The guy said he was hurt, but now he looks like nothing is wrong. There is also leisure to find a fairly clean cloth, and is cleaning the lens on the helmet.

This made Mo Ran feel speechless.