Idle game leads to another world

For space fighters, speed is life.

On the battlefield, only constant maneuvering is the best shield to protect yourself.

However, the speed that the space fighter is proud of cannot catch up with a shuttle.

The purpose of the shuttle is basically to carry out transportation and escort work between starships or near the space station. In other words, they are migrant workers doing odd jobs.

Space fighters are real military weapons, which is equivalent to a group of professional soldiers who can't defeat a single civilian worker.

——It’s so damn dark humor.

"Don't rush in. The pilot of that shuttle is no ordinary person."

Even with environmental suppression, the shuttle's movements are too exaggerated. It seems to be more flexible than a space fighter. It is clear that the space fighter has an absolute advantage in terms of data.

Well, there is only one reason, his driving skills are awesome.

Every turn is precise and does not slow down at all. Only in this way can you maintain full speed.

"Keep chasing. If the information in the briefing is correct, the shuttle doesn't have much energy."

After all, it was dug out from the ruins. The energy of this thing is probably not even half full. In order to fight for a long time, space fighters are equipped with extra large fuel tanks and are filled with fuel before departure.

Although it is a bit overwhelming, as long as the opponent's energy is exhausted, it will be nothing more than a target.

As soon as this idea came to Hall's mind, he saw an orange flash suddenly light up on his left side, and the icon of the friendly army was missing from the screen.

"Echo 3 reports the situation! Can you hear me? Echo 3!"

"Echo 5 called Echo 1, confirming that Echo 3 was destroyed, but not confirming that the driver escaped."

Hall's breathing suddenly paused, destroyed?

By what?

"Echo 7 calls Echo 1. It's a mine! That bastard spread mines among the meteorites!"

Impossible. Could he have predicted which route we would take? !

There are countless meteorites in the star ring, and there are countless routes.

With the size of a shuttle, it is impossible to carry a large number of mines, probably less than 5. Even if such a small number of mines are arranged, they must be arranged on a certain route to be truly useful, otherwise they are simply of ejected space junk.

Not only can he easily avoid meteorites at full speed, but he can also calmly analyze the path of his pursuers and lay mines while completing these actions.

For the first time, Hall felt the chill from an opponent he had never met before. It was like the shuttle they were tracking could not only see the front, he could even grasp all the disturbances around him in 360 degrees.

"Lost engine light! Damn it, there's interference everywhere in this damn place, my radar can't lock on!"

The engine light that was flashing right in front of the cockpit, representing the shuttle, suddenly disappeared, as if melting into the meteorite.

Meteorites are not just stones, there are many meteorites with high metal content, which greatly affects radar tracking and detection.

The other party suddenly disappeared. Could it be that he hit a meteorite?

No, in that case, you should see an orange explosion flash.

Strong uneasiness flashed through Hall's heart, and he immediately turned on the channel:

"Echo 1 informs all members to leave the star ring upwards immediately. Repeat it again and leave the star ring upwards immediately!"

Upon hearing the order, all members of the Echo Squadron raised their noses and prepared to fly through the planetary belt and fly above.

And when they looked up, they also saw that the engine light that had disappeared before was looming among the countless meteorites above.

Hall's heart skipped a beat, if something goes wrong, we are the prey!

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"Echo Squadron reports that three of their aircraft have been destroyed."

"Captain Hall sent emergency code 335, requesting support."

"Two more space fighters in the Echo Squadron have lost their remote sensing signals and are being re-confirmed."

Listening to the report on the other end of the communication, Carlos wanted to pull the hair off his face.

This is wrong, Alyssa can't be such an awesome driver.

Carlos has watched Alyssa grow up, and he knows best what she is capable of.

Could it be that Long's crystal ball was driving the shuttle?

It's also unlikely. Long's mechanical body has been sent to the maintenance room. How can she control it, with her thoughts?

But now no matter what Carlos said, the other two captains would not believe it. They thought they were just shooting targets, but they didn't expect that they would become the targets.

Are you sure you are going for encirclement and suppression, not being encircled and suppressed?

One or two space fighters are nothing, and pilots are not valuable. There are too many retired pilots.

But one or twenty units is no longer a small number.

Carlos knew that instead of studying why Alyssa was so good at fighting, it would be better to do something more practical at this time.

"Boy, this situation is beyond all of our expectations."

"What, you want to back out?"

"Of course not, I want to say..."

Carlos took a deep breath:

"You two can send combat forces over, but I will bear all the losses."

Unless Alyssa dies, she will not be able to completely control the starship, and it will also be a huge hidden danger. Although the situation is unexpected, it is better to bleed heavily than not be able to eradicate the root cause.

There can't be only twenty or thirty space fighters on a starship, even if the recycler's ship is not as good as the regular army.

Both sides still had trump cards in their hands, but they were shocked by the loss and did not dare to increase their bets.

Carlos's words were equivalent to telling them to feel free to increase the stakes, and I would bear all the expenses.

On the left side of the screen, the Dragonborn captain smiled slightly:

"Captain Carlos is very generous, but my pilots are not cheap."

"Of course I know."

On the other side, the pirate-like man snorted:

"I hope you remember your promise, otherwise we will sell your ship."

Carlos also wanted to send out his space fighter, but the pilots were all from the combat troops, and he couldn't command them at all. If they knew that he was going to hunt down Alyssa, they might rebel directly.

Since his own space fighter couldn't be moved, he could only move others, and it would only cost some money.

After working hard in the recycling business for so many years, Carlos also had some savings. As long as he could kill Alyssa, all these would be easy to say.

Although the two captains were not very polite, since Carlos had expressed his position, there was naturally no worry, and they ordered the fighters to take off.

Above the gas planet's star ring, dozens of fighters were dispatched from the airlocks one after another and quickly formed a formation. More fighters were still performing supply operations. It wouldn't be long before a huge fleet of hundreds of space fighters could be formed.

If outsiders saw this, they would think they were going to fight a space war. It would be impossible to imagine that such a large team was just going to encircle and suppress a shuttle.