The commander understood what the adjutant meant and immediately retorted, "No, that's too dangerous." Even though the adjutant's strength was infinitely close to imperial level, he had still not reached it after all. Relying on the defensive shield of an ace mecha alone against the base's ultimate weapon would at most buy the starship another ten to twenty seconds ...
"We can't just sit here and wait for death. If we can earn a bit more time, then we need to fight our hardest for it," argued the adjutant passionately.
"But, if anything happens to you, you will have no choice but to remain at the Swift Dragon base." The commander told the adjutant the likely outcome of his actions.
