Chapitre 621: Rescue!

"What are you crying for? We are not dead yet." The officer threw the soldier onto the ground.

"Check and see how long the oxygen can last," The officer calmed down and ordered another soldier.

The soldier was shocked by the violent treatment from the officer and froze on the spot. Another soldier immediately helped to reply. "Base on positive circumstances, there is only 1.5 hours left."

"Have you calculated the number of survivors?" The officer rubbed his face forcefully.

"There are 421 survivors. They are in the two starships at the front of the military vessel."

The smallest military vessel had 2000 people. For a middle-sized military vessel like theirs, there should be at least 4500 to 5000 people. Only less than 10% survived.

A few soldiers cried as they remembered their brother-in-arms. They were lucky that their enemies bombed the back of the ship instead of the front. If they did, there would be no survivors at all.