Sarah was momentarily overwhelmed by Fazzani's words, not expecting that the brutal civilian massacre would seal the last glimmer of hope for the Vulcans, turning them into an unfettered armada. But it was an order from High Command, and she didn't have any choice in terms of obedience.

"If you have your own thoughts on this, why didn't you explain it to Chairman Ludlun when he laid out this operation?" Sarah asked, a little puzzled.

"What to explain to him? Didn't they consider these simple truths? Or if we declare that we are not willing to accept this task, you and I will be immediately detained by the Military Discipline Court, and they will choose an obedient one to continue the mission, what different effect can that have on this matter? Fazzani turned away, looked with interest at the planet that had taken up the porthole, and continued to sigh.

"We're not here to attack their planet, so what are we doing here?" Although Sarah agrees with Fazzani's explanation of disobedience, she has not yet made up her mind, and she is the commander of the Tenth Fleet, not Fazzani, as far as it is to bomb or not to bomb.

While the creator of Valkyria's miracle had indeed surprised her so far, orders were orders, and as a soldier, personal choice was in a sense given up when the oath was taken.

But Fazzani's next sentence made her brow furrow even tighter.

"Lu Delun mentioned that he recruited the Walkens to join the Silver Alliance, and for this reason, the Angel City side would send envoys to the Silver Alliance in the later stage, but that would obviously take a lot of effort." He laughed.

"What do you mean?" Sarah asked, puzzled.

"Why wait so long? Speaking of envoys, there happens to be a ready-made one here. Fazani pointed his finger at the door of his head and continued under the gaze of the two female officers: "I will personally lead the team to land, negotiate or communicate, whatever it is, I believe it is better than the slaughter of civilians, these beings who are more intelligent than us, and must also hope that there will be a way to break this see-saw deadlock." ”

"You mean to go there? Go to negotiate? Sarah pointed to the huge planet in front of her, her eyes straight. You're just crazy! She said in disbelief, at this point, Nicole. Shaw also looked up from the front of the tactical table, and also looked at Fazzani with suspicion.

"In the war stage, before receiving a definite intention, this kind of behavior of yours is simply sending you to death, and besides, this kind of thing involves disobeying the orders of the army, how can I let you do nonsense." Sarah shook her head and flatly refused.

"When the two tribes are at war, don't you kill them?" Fazani smiled, his experience at Falkus had made him a qualified expert on feathered quotes.

"And I'll go with the Marines, and in case of danger, I'll abandon the negotiations and try to return to the fleet, and I'll make another plan at that time." Fazani said to Sarah.

Hearing this, Sarah hesitated slightly, if everything is really as reflected in the information of the Intelligence Bureau, the Walken people are similar to humans, the army and the people are independent, and not all the people, then given that their main fleet does not know where it is now, the vast majority of people living on Pegasus should be civilians.

Protected by marines, the immediate withdrawal in case of danger was no less dangerous than the retaliation of the opposing main fleet by bombing the Vulcan homeland. Moreover, with the aura of disobeying military orders and avoiding the massacre of civilians, perhaps a new diva will be replaced in the future cabinet......

"But what do you want to talk to the people of Walken? Without prior communication with the Military Commission and the Yinmeng government, all the promises you made are null and void. Sarah still had doubts.

"Just to state the facts, but not to promise anything, as to the real reason for the aggression of the Banchaya, maybe they know, maybe they don't know. What I want to do is to make each other have no regrets, tell them the cause of this war, and why the two sides are opposed, and then see if we can find common ground while reserving differences. ”

"You're saying that as long as they're willing to give up control of the Stargate, nothing else will change?" Sarah asked, frowning.

"No...... I'm actually trying to tell the Walkens that they have to leave the Bald system......" Fazani said to Sarah, scratching his forehead with his fingers.

……

In the orbit of the planet Pegasus, a landing ship emerged from the small cluster of the Tenth Fleet, and it flew in the direction of one of the continental shelves of the planet, and after entering the atmosphere, the front of the ship turned on the directional shield, and the friction gas suddenly emitted a rapid fire on the blue light shield.

Pegasus is a beautiful planet with a pleasant climate, rich in vegetation and water resources, and the natural environment required by the Vulcan people is not much different from that of humans, but because the atmosphere here is full of gases that are harmless to the Vulcan people, but can cause damage to the human nervous system, and it is difficult to separate and filter them from the atmosphere, so humans still need to wear airtight spacesuits equipped with oxygen tanks when they land.

Fazzani did not ask Sarah for too many entourage, and for the sake of her safety, the fleet commander still let Shaw deliberately select, which made the elite armed combatants of the 10th Fleet in this operation exhausted.

At this time, a ship's marines were sitting in the same cabin as him, and this ground combat unit with a total number of 200 men was already the best landing candidate that the Tenth Fleet could handle.

Because of the difference in military services and training methods, the Marine Corps has a special position in the Silver Alliance Navy, they have their own independent operating system, superior to the fleet soldiers in equipment and daily rationing, food and living conditions are also extraordinary, they belong to the configuration of each fleet, follow the command chain of the fleet, but have their own independent strategic use mechanism.

The fleet provides the objectives and requirements, the Marine Commander issues the plan and implementation process, and the soldiers under his command are dispatched to implement the policy, and the final result is obtained.

The Marine Corps, for its part, isolates itself from the daily routine of the fleet, striking only when necessary, operating in extreme missions full of dangers. They are nominally ground combat troops, so they cannot be seen in the artillery battles between ships in space, and they obviously can't help in the fierce fights of fighter boats, although in principle, the elite personnel of the Marine Corps can also skillfully operate and drive ships, and some can even drive Wasp fighters well.