Stage 25- The Fall
"Raise bow twenty-five, thirty port to starboard! Evade!" I shouted as loud as I can as several Baals began open firing in our direction as we head ahead of our defending fleet of Atlanta-Class Royal Minesweepers, "We can't let them wipe out what little we can muster! Oncilla launcher, scatter them away!" Candice nodded and carried out my orders, "Target all enemy vessels. Oncilla, begin volley!" "Mariana, what's the status of our fleet?!" My communications officer shook her head grimly, "Not good! We already lost a third of our Orion-Class Royal Corvettes. The third fleet's line already falling apart! The enemy is gaining ground!" "This is happening "way" faster than the estimates. I expected us to hold on for at least four hours more, but by the look of things, the absolute defense l
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