At this time, Fazzani was already laughing in his heart, the chief of staff of the fleet was kicked out of the command cabin by the commander before the battle, and if this was spread by those talkative war staff, it would definitely become a pre-dinner joke that caused a sensation in the entire Silver Alliance Navy.

Fazzani knew in his heart that he would not be the most ridiculed of those unbearable words, because it would be her Sarah. Exclusive to Armstrong.

"Wait, Your Excellency, Commander." Nicole. Shaw suddenly reached out to stop Fazzani.

"There's no room for you to call the shots." Sarah turned around and said immediately, with a hint of displeasure on her face, glaring at her good-looking assistant fiercely.

"The fleet of the Vokken is warming up." Xiao still said.

"Really?" When Sarah heard this, she immediately ignored Fazzani, and she rushed to the side of the tactical table in front of Shaw.

"How long is the time left for the appointment?" She asked Xiao calmly.

The unmanned target ship shuttles between the stargates at regular intervals and feeds back the latest information received by the functional ship to the command headquarters. According to the worst-case scenario in the plan, once the 10th Fleet, which was used as a decoy, no longer sent target ships to the Valkyrian side, it would mean that the two sides had begun to fight.

"There are less than seven standard hours left, Your Excellency." Shaw reported to Sarah.

Such a short period of time may not be a good thing for her, who is bent on taking credit, but for the tens of thousands of officers and men of the entire fleet, it is another story, and Fazani thinks of it with disobedience.

After seven standard hours, no matter how far the battle progresses, the other seven Silver Alliance fleets hundreds of light-years away will pass through the Kuibenhammouf Stargate to come to their aid, as long as they can attract the Vulken fleet with firepower and prevent it from intercepting the stargate of the passing ships, then the mission will be considered a complete one.

"Have the three functional ships been exposed at the moment?" Sarah expanded the star map in front of her with her fingers, eagerly watching the direction of Pegassos, the red dot that represented the Vulken fleet cluster, and Fazani turned back and came to the tactical table to stare at the star map in front of her.

"I can't judge, Your Excellency, that no anomalous actions have been detected by the hostile side against the functional ship." Shaw said loudly.

"Do you think they're here to fight us?" Sarah couldn't help but ask Fazzani.

"Why now? Three standard days after the submission of the war letter? Fazani had some doubts about this.

"Maybe they have other plans, Your Excellency, but either way, the next move of the Walkens will be a reply to our declaration of war." He blurted out.

"Your Excellency, the opposing fleet has now entered a state of relocation, and judging from the direction, it should be coming towards us...... Fold up to three times...... Plus energy compensation time...... Preliminary projections are about two standard hours later. Shaw reported.

"The belated ones will come, forget the irrationality of the Walkens, Chief of Staff, the war is about to begin, and you may need to recognize the reality." Sarah announced to Fazzani.

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With the starry sky as the bottom and the porthole as a mirror, Fazzani saw his blurred figure in the reflection of the filter.

Hanging eyebrows and round eyes, straight nose and wide mouth, and wrinkled skin make him look even uglier when he is not handsome.

He has always been full of indifference to this, good men are ambitious in all directions, beautiful and ugly, if he can control it, there is probably no more glory in this world.

A proud five, when he was still at the Jensenbach Naval Academy, he used to proudly evaluate himself to the girl he loved, this score may still have a point or two of humility when he was young, but if he got it now, it would be arrogant.

Although his body was still as straight as when he was younger, his hair had grown thickly and there was an island at the top, his tight skin was now loose, and his beard was beginning to grow haphazardly and aimlessly, and as long as he didn't shave for a day, he looked like a freeman savage of Chilian Iztab.

"How do you get along with a bunch of goddamn soldiers with star-looking looks?"

These were the last words he said to the old guy who was dying on the hospital bed when he returned to his home in Green Worm Town from the Second Fleet.

Yes, very well, Dad, they now call your ugly son an adult or your Excellency, and have to put on a respectful smile with those handsome faces, why? Let me think about it, just because I'm a damn Major General of the Silver Alliance! Do you think that's enough?

At this moment, the furious stargate was like the moody face of the old guy, but it was slowly drifting in front of the eyes of the distracted Fazzani, and outside the porthole, the flagship of the Tenth Fleet, the 'Avabrennan', was making a posture adjustment at this time, aiming the direction of the bow of the ship at the distant star Kratos.

"Maybe we should shift the position of the fleet." Seeing her intention to hold on to the stargate, Fazzani finally couldn't help but make a suggestion to Sarah.

"Far from the stargate?" Sarah asked, frowning.

"Yes, if you jump, the stargate behind you will become a nasty wall." Fazani explained.

"That's weird." Sarah didn't understand. "If the Leap is used to avoid the enemy, then crossing Kuibenhammouf and returning to Valkyria is undoubtedly the safest and safest measure, how can it be said to be a wall?"

"A wall that can't be circumvented, I think I've made that clear enough." Fazzani's heart began to get irritable again.

"And what about the fleets that come to the rescue?" Sarah questioned. "Once the battle breaks out near the Stargate, of course the seven fleets of the headquarters need our advance team to help them consolidate the established battlefield, do you want them to be attacked by the Walkens before the shield is opened?" She seemed utterly incomprehensible that, until now, none of the proposals made by the Chief of Staff, whom she had high hopes for, had been satisfactory and acceptable to her. How could such a guy be the first choice for the command of the main fleet in Shen Yuehe's heart?

At this time, she even began to wonder if the Valkyria rescue, which was flaunted as a 'miracle' by the Silver Alliance Military Committee, was touted a little too much.

"You don't have to use your body to stop bullets, Your Excellency, there's another way called 'interfering with the gunman's shot.'" Fazani tries to remind Sarah. "We have nearly a hundred 'Turak' railguns, and if the Walkens focus on blocking the Stargate, they will undoubtedly suffer heavy losses from our attacks on their flanks."