1029 Substitute Commander

"One minute left…"

The warrant officer's face turned green. He had already calculated the time until the warship collided with the debris belt.

Noam surged to his feet. "There is still time! Give me the control key! Each to your stations and prepare to execute standard evasive procedures…"

"Calm down." Meng Tian glanced at him with little feeling, making her last variable calculation.

How could one be calm!? If they did not act, they would definitely die! They would not even have the slightest chance of survival.

All they could hear was the warrant officer constantly counting down. "53…"

"Attention. Cut the autopilot and switch to manual."