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Solom quickly ordered all remaining Solarz to return to base.
"Very well; I will paint my head when I return to camp, on the condition you do not attack my men until the humans are gone from this planet. Whatever you did to get my men eaten from the inside must stop. I advise we have a truce to eliminate the humans. If we continue to fight and kill each other, the humans will be able to crush the force that remains. Even if you win, they will destroy you. Even if another one of your fleets comes and destroys them, all of your men, and you, will die before they arrive. If we have a truce to defeat the humans, then that mutual threat is removed. The humans will kill anyone who they consider Xenos; they are a threat to be eliminated. To underestimate a foe like that is the greatest mistake a general can make. Do you accept my offer?"