The Way Back to Civilization - Chapter 32

Chapter 32 Death Of Hope

The Great Khan.

Gu Fan still remembered that Lilym had mentioned this name to him.

Not long ago, an unfamiliar force that called itself the personal guard of the Great Khan had occupied the human outpost where Lilym lived. If nothing went wrong, even the Dyson Sphere facility in the galaxy should have fallen into their hands.

A raider faction that had a Dyson Sphere and might have mastered human technology. Perhaps this was the reason why they could launch a large-scale invasion?

Gu Fan could not give an accurate conclusion on this point, but it was certain that according to the alarm sent by the Community, this force had caused considerable trouble for the Galaxy Community.

For Gu Fan, who was still in the development stage, this might become a rare opportunity.

Until the right time came, the most important thing was to develop himself first.

At the same time.

On the planetary orbit of the Caroa Galaxy, a huge fleet was slowly gathering.

This was a mixed fleet of warships and civilian ships. At this moment, there were still a large number of civilians waiting to be evacuated from the surface of the capital planet.

If they did not do so, it would not be long before the Great Khan’s fleet arrived. Under the merciless orbital bombardment and the bloodthirsty raiders, these unarmed civilians would undoubtedly face annihilation.

In the bridge of the Lorraine, Captain Doyle was staring at the messy civilian fleet not far away with a serious expression.

“What’s the situation on the front line?”

Upon hearing the question, a liaison officer sitting in front of the operating table said uncertainly.

“It shouldn’t be too optimistic… We haven’t received any news from the frontlines since the beginning…”

As an experienced officer, Doyle naturally knew what it meant to lose contact with the front line.

Not long ago, in order to buy more time for the civilians who were still retreating from the rear, the 3rd Fleet, which had just evacuated from the battlefield, threw itself into the battlefield against the Great Khan again after a simple repair.

Although it was said to be the main fleet, it was actually just a remnant army. Because they did not have enough ships, some simple modified civilian ships spontaneously joined them. Now, half a day had passed since the 3rd Fleet set off. According to the initial calculations, they should be able to buy two precious days for the evacuation of the rear.

“Tell them to speed up! No one is allowed to bring personal belongings. We have to make as many spaces as possible for every spaceship. If anyone dares to cause trouble, inform the soldiers to execute them on the spot.

“Also, is there any news from above? When will the reinforcements arrive?”

Facing Captain Doyle’s question again, the liaison officer’s face revealed a disappointed expression. Then, he reported with an ashen face.

“There’s no news of the reinforcements for the time being… The higher-ups only said that we should continue to hold on. They’re still negotiating with the people of the Community regarding the specific agreement…”

Without a doubt, this sentence completely angered Captain Doyle, who was in charge of commanding the scene.

“Negotiate? I really want to shoot those damned animals! Do they really understand the situation here?!”

As one of the youngest members of the Galaxy Community, Doyle’s country was not very powerful. It had only been about 200 years since they first entered space.

To them, there were still too many unknown secrets in this universe. However, before they could explore it, the malice from the universe had already swallowed them.

Unfortunately, they became the target of the Great Khan’s conquest. Originally, the Doyle clansmen hoped to use the power of the Community to resist the invasion of the raiders.

However, the reality was that no one was really willing to sacrifice their power for a weak race. Their sincere request was only met with a cold and heartless relocation order.

The Community had asked them to give up their homes, and they had done so. However, the Community had promised to help cover the retreat of the fleet, but there was no sign of it.

“Continue contacting the 3rd Fleet. I want to know what’s going on with them!” Just as Doyle was still overwhelmed by the situation in front of him, an ear-piercing alarm suddenly interrupted his already messy thoughts.

“Sir! A large number of navigational reactions have been detected at the edge of the galaxy!

Several fleets are heading towards us!”

“How many-”

“It’s the Great Khan. The initial deduction is that the quantity is about…”

“600…”

Hearing this news, the bridge of Rolin fell into a dead silence.

“Inform the fleet to set sail immediately.”

“But those who haven’t evacuated yet…” However, before the liaison officer could finish speaking, Doyle’s roar echoed in his ears.

“Give up on them! Let the fleet set off immediately!”

Not long after he finished speaking, an ominous orange light flashed in the distant galaxy, and a huge meteorite appeared in everyone’s vision.

To be precise, it was more like a strange battleship made of space debris. The spiked hull symbolized the brutality of the Raiders. Doyle recognized it. It was the flagship personally commanded by the Great Khan himself, a nightmarish mega-dreadnought. As it appeared, more and more orange-yellow light began to appear at the edge of the galaxy with the battleship as the center. A total of 600 elite warships… In terms of numbers alone, it was already twenty times more than the defending fleet. In this vast fleet, Doyle even saw the flagship of the 3rd Fleet. It seemed that it had been captured by the raiders.

At this moment, what Doyle had in his hands was just a guard fleet piloted by the recruits. The flagship Loring under his command was just a cruiser that should have been retired long ago. Due to the sudden appearance of the Great Khan, the fleet behind them that was in charge of evacuating the civilians had also fallen into chaos. Should they retreat?

As long as he immediately turned around and paid the price of the huge civilian fleet behind him, this pirate fleet might not be able to catch up to him.

At this moment, Doyle felt as if time had slowed down beside him. The deputy beside him was nervously asking for the next order, and the communication channel of the fleet was filled with the screams of the civilians…

The crew of the Lorraine looked at him in silence.

In just a few seconds… “Captain! What should we do?!”

Hearing the anxious voice, Doyle only turned around and glanced at the adjutant. After adjusting the military cap with the insignia on his head. “Attack.”

His voice was loud and calm without a trace of hesitation.

“I only have one order.”

“That’s to move forward and attack!”