A Seventy Year Layout
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
An abundance of nuclear torpedoes.
An interstellar minefield.
In more exact terms, it was an interstellar minefield that had been laid out for a very long time.
Doomed!
Looking at the flares before him, Krrr'da went into frenzy, his heart sinking into the depths of the sea.
"It's a trap!
"We have been tricked. This is a conspiracy, a clever and sinister one!
"Those damned Haierfareans, how dare they deceive me like this! They should burn in hell!"
Krrr'da, who had apprehended many things in an instant, was extremely outraged. He had actually been deceived by those despicable slaves.
They must not be forgiven!
We must slaughter them all!
Boom...
Boom, boom...
All of a sudden, the battleship beneath his feet began trembling vigorously.
An emergency alarm sounded: "The spacecraft in under attack. Defenses have dropped to 91%. Please disengage from combat status immediately."