The soldiers under Admiral Bai were drooling and howling; before all the loot was even collected, they were already asking how it would be divvied up.
The Ten Stars Republic's victory came fast.
A war that was supposed to drag on for months, even years,
was hard-pushed into a win in just over half a month.
Admiral Bai finally let out a breath. Good thing they won; if the Imperial Army had managed to settle on Blue Star, there would've been waves and waves of Imperials coming afterward.
Once the frontlines stretched out, what followed would inevitably be the loss of territory.
They couldn't let the enemy put on that pitiful act long enough to get a ceasefire. All resistance had to be killed off, beat them until they were utterly routed. No way to run, no way to win.
They had no choice but to surrender halfway through.
Too bad—surrender no longer accepted.
