"Captain, the wing commander sent an order to rescue friendly forces with all their might."

The liaison officer woke him up. Alphreid looked at the remains of Ipsilon, which stood like a lonely peak, and shouted: "Leave two frigate prison ruins, and the rest of the ships, dispatch all transport planes and shuttles, and do my best to rescue the soldiers of the 3789th Division."

"Yes." The messenger took the order and went there.

Arverde sighed, his eyes swept over the data report gathered in his hands by the intelligence officer, and a feeling of something bad came to his heart.

The scene outside the porthole is not only staged at the 3789th Division Base, but also at the entire northern hemisphere, the Arctic and the South Pole. This is an extremely rare super earthquake that affects the entire planet.

At this moment, in the face of the doomsday disaster, the excavation of the ruins and the encirclement of Tang Fang and others has been downgraded to a secondary task, and saving the soldiers of the 3789th Division has become the primary target. Because even Lieutenant General Austin dares to bear the reputation of the soldiers under his opponents not saving them. The ruins are there, and they will not have two legs to run away. Even if those enemies are in the cell of the frigate, they will not escape the net of heaven and earth above Nami Star even if they have wings.

Although Alphrede had made the worst plan, he never thought that this was not an earthquake, but the real doomsday, Namixing! Also, theirs!

A magma fountain with a radius of dozens of meters quickly took off. After melting a shuttle into iron slag, it continued to rise, like a sexy young woman wearing a big red dress and dressed in a charming style. She kissed the buttocks of a galeshark-class frigate with great enthusiasm. The magma flow of up to 1500 degrees was like a wave, and directly threw the frigate away, like an out-of-control kite, hitting the port side of a tiger shark-class destroyer, bursting into flames.

Affected by the explosion, a large hole was blown up on the port side of the destroyer. The strong air pressure difference brought one crew member after another with a tragic face, like throwing garbage, throwing them into a series of explosions of the frigate, or throwing them into frequent magma fountains, or throwing them directly from the boundary, smashing them into a pool of meat paste, and then baking them into colorful pizza rolls.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, the narrowest crack has expanded to ten meters. The hot magma is like a surging ocean, beating against the disintegrating plates. The underground part gradually melts, and the scattered boulders have truly become isolated islands, floating and sinking with the tumbling magma.

The strength, diameter, and energy of the magma fountain became stronger and stronger. Looking at the straight-up energy fluctuation readings on the scanner and the anxious faces of the crew, Alphrede's heart sank a little. Is this really just a super earthquake?

As soon as the thought fell, another magma flow rose into the air, its ejection speed was nearly the speed of sound, and its influence range was also a terrifying hundred meters.

The white flames brushed against the starboard side, and a gorge-class frigate was swallowed by the magma, and then blew it away like playing baseball.

...

In just over twenty minutes, Nami Star was already in turmoil and in danger. Destruction continued, death was spreading, and the data flow of orbital satellites was full of death reports.

Most of the people who survived by chance in the battle did not have time to drink a sip of hot tea, taste a sip of strong wine, or even smoke, and then they lost their lives in the earthquake that affected the entire planet in a confused manner.

Fate really likes to tease people.

Austin and his subordinates gathered in the conference room of the Thunder Fleet's "Zeus" aircraft carrier.

Austin was speechless, with only his jumping eyebrows showing his restlessness. The staff members were silent and did not dare to talk much.

Retreat? Return without success? The main fleet of Prince Walker Stewart not only failed to get any benefits, but instead got a land warrior. I don’t know how many people will laugh, and I don’t know how many people will lose their heads for this, even Austin will never feel good.

Not to mention that the prince cannot accept such a result, His Majesty the Emperor will never give up. Just go back to his parents' home with his tail in his arms, which may protect the strength of the fleet, but the commanding class will inevitably encounter a major purge.

Life is important? Or is the fleet important? Who will be the scapegoat afterwards? I'm afraid no one here wants to!

Stay at your post and wait for the disaster to subside? Faced with such a massive geological activity, God knows whether the ruins can escape the disaster? Moreover, after seeing the briefing sent back by the geological exploration ship, everyone has a worry that is uneasy if they just think about it. They are just facing Austin who is angry but pretending to be calm and calm, and no one dares to say it.

"General, the data has been summarized." The intelligence officer in the corner did not dare to breathe, and his voice was very low.

Austin said without looking back: "Come here."

"Yes." The intelligence officer stroked his index finger, and the holographic projection instrument in the center of the conference table drew a curve chart in the air, along with the energy fluctuation data of Namisung during this period, as well as the evaluation of the current situation by geological exploration experts.

Looking at the radiant energy readings that were increasing in front of me, everyone present had a bigger eye.

How is this possible? In just three or five minutes, the energy level of the nuclear nuclear power of Nami Star actually soared more than ten times, just like... it was like injecting more than one hundred super-large equivalent fusion bombs.

Nami is a planet of age. Most of the fission elements that are far away from the core of the earth have been completely reacted. However, it has come alive now, just as if someone gave this old man a needle of adrenaline, and he has regained his vitality.

If it continues to increase according to the rate shown on the graph, then... it will go to death and be burst by the violent energy reaction of the earth's core.

Austin's forehead had already had a layer of fine beads of sweat, and his hands tightly clenched on the table turned a little white, which proved that he was very nervous and was even more anxious than commanding a big battle.

"Tell me, what do you think?"

"General, withdraw, Namixing can't save it." Everyone was silent for a moment. A gray-haired officer stood up and said slowly. He was the deputy chief of staff of the fleet, Brigadier General Rodio, and the oldest staff officer under the prince.

Austin took a deep breath and turned his head to look at the intelligence officer in the corner: "Have Namixing's situation changed?"

The young intelligence officer was not sure whether he was forced by the solemn pressure in the conference room or was frightened by the significantly increased fluctuation values, and beans of sweat fell from his cheeks: "Report... to the general, the value is still... still rising, nearly double the increase... than just now."

"What? Double!" The whole group was in an uproar. It nearly doubled in just one minute.

Faced with such a situation, no one in the entire conference room had any fantasies. Nowadays, Namixing is still a hot commodity. It is simply a time bomb tied to her waist, and it may explode in one second.

"General, don't hesitate, retreat." One staff member after another persuaded: "No matter how late, I'm afraid the entire fleet will be affected, then... then..."

Needless to say, everyone understands the rest.

"Transfer my order, the Tiger Shark United immediately returned, and the other teams turned around and entered the retreat sequence." After saying this, Austin seemed to have exhausted all his strength in his body and collapsed on the seat.

As for the others, they breathed a sigh of relief.

The same scene also appeared in the bridge command room of the Saint Violet Fleet's "Shen Shi" aircraft carrier.
Chapter completed!