"Actually, it's not so bad," Yang Ming said with a smile, "I don't have much sentiment for this place."
Thomas was momentarily stunned.
The military man, who was soon to be promoted to an Imperial General, gazed into Yang Ming's eyes, seemingly trying to discern something.
"General, can you teach me how to command a battleship?"
"Follow me," Admiral Thomas replied with a confident smile, "Even though I can't teach you how to board-ship combat, commanding a fleet is my area of expertise. In the first battle, you'll stand right beside me."
"Thank you, General."
"It's my honor."
Six hours later.
The Imperial Expeditionary Ship and the New Federation Border Corps engaged in the first battle at the perimeter Administrative Star of the New Federation.
Admiral Thomas, commanding the first combat group, achieved an overwhelming victory. The New Federation lost twenty-six ships and abandoned the outer Administrative Star, retreating to the rear jump point.
