Before the squad of Woodsap mechs had even begun to fight the deathborn properly, a disaster had occurred!
Half of the Woodsap mech pilots had lost their minds!
Outside factors had magnified the paranoia and misgivings they held against the elves and certain other grievances, causing them to completely lose sight of the bigger picture!
This produced catastrophic consequences!
The Second Elf still couldn’t believe that his brothers-in-arms would lose so much perspective that they actually dared to turn their weapons against their own side!
"WAKE UP! YOU ARE BEING BRAINWASHED BY THE DEATHBORN! WE ARE ALL TERRANS! DO NOT OPEN FIRE AGAINST YOUR OWN BROTHERS!"
Despite his pleas, the maddened pilots completely disregarded his message and fought back even harder!
"ELVES AND THE HUMANS WHO HAVE BETRAYED THEIR OWN RACE MUST DIE!"
The fight started off chaotic, as it did not immediately become clear who had become bewitched by the enemy’s unfathomable means.
However, they soon figured out which ones had become enthralled by the enemy’s invisible scheme and which ones retained their wits.
The latter fell into a disadvantage due to losing the initiative and fell into indecision.
Even the Second Elf had not made up his mind whether to launch a full counterattack!
"Sir!" One of the other elven mech pilots spoke up! "Our energy reserves were already half-depleted from the start, and this fight is causing us to drain them even faster! We cannot afford to stay on the defensive. We need to strike back properly if we want to survive!"
"Don’t kill them, please! Our brothers and sisters are mesmerised, not fallen! They can still be saved!"
The Second Elf would have dearly liked to snap his maddened subordinates out of their brainwashed state, but he completely lacked the means to accomplish this feat!
There was no time to figure out a good solution. As much as he hated it, Caracalla Shuku issued the only order that made sense from his perspective.
"Retreat." He said with a sigh. "Do not fight if you can avoid it. Do so if you have no other choice. Forget about attacking the deathborn. It is impossible for us to accomplish anything in our current condition. The only objective that matters is returning to the fleet with the intelligence that we have gathered. I also believe that as long as we manage to lure our mesmerized comrades back to friendly space, they can recover their sanity again. Above all else, remember that your survival is more important than theirs."
His remaining soldiers felt relieved after hearing this. While it was a cowardly act to prioritize withdrawal over fighting, none of them wanted to fight their fellow Woodsap mech pilots to the death!
The withdrawal began immediately.
Half of the Woodsap mechs that had already suffered a number of hits began to fly straight back towards the presumed location of the combined fleet.
The biomachines turned their backs on the neat formation of deathborn and the alien formation anchor without any regrets.
While the normal Woodsap mechs made good way, the compromised Woodsap mechs did not allow their presumed enemies to depart without a challenge!
The latter immediately started a pursuit and began to assail their targets with continuous firepower!
The azure energy shields did not last long. A few loyal Woodsap mechs already began to incur damage to their mech frames and most particularly their flight systems!
This caused their situation to deteriorate even further!
All mech pilots, even the newer ones that had recently become Woodsap mech pilots, learned that in this kind of situation, the mech that was being pursued always suffered a disadvantage.
Mechs always had to avoid situations where they presented their weakest side to the enemy.
A pursuit just happened to be one of the scenarios that could not prevent this from happening.
Though the Woodsap mechs were designed to be resilient and enduring, the flight system’s inherent vulnerabilities could not be erased so easily.
The brainwashed Woodsap mech pilots may have forgotten how to distinguish between friends and enemies, but they somehow retained almost all of their combat skills and acumen!
With the ease of control provided by the Hibiscus System, the compromised Woodsap mech pilots managed to land their shots fairly easily.
Three Woodsap mechs suffered a drop in their acceleration rate, causing them to fall behind and make it even harder to shrug off the pursuers!
The pilots of the three biomachines made a spontaneous decision at the same time. They only spent a few seconds on communicating between themselves in order to confirm they were of the same mind.
"What are you doing?! I did not order you to engage in a rear guard action! Turn around this instant and resume your flight!"


"Maintain your focus and keep your mental barriers up. Do not assume that we have left the danger zone."
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