Ti passed second by second. In the distance, a squadron of a hundred fighter jets from the bandit army had already engaged in combat with the swarming Binart fighter jet vanguard. That section of the airspace was in chaos, and more jets were breaking free from the bandit army fighter jets' entanglent, surging toward the escape pod.
Two "Judgers" fought while retreating.
One bandit army fighter jet after another rushed in from afar, joining the battle.
In the asteroid belt, chaos reigned. Fighter jets danced in the air, countless energy cannon beams interweaving densely. Two chas, like Phantoms, firmly blocked all attacks outside the defense circle they ford together.
Suddenly, Douglas's gaze fixed on a bandit army fighter jet.
This sneaky fighter jet erged from the gap between two nearly adjacent floating rocks. At the mont of its appearance, it was already not far from the escape pod. Moreover, its timing was exceptionally precise; it seized the brief mont when the two chas just swapped positions to face other fighter jets, lightning-fast, approaching the escape pod.
Douglas held his breath.
He saw one cha that sensed sothing wrong was already swiftly turning around. The cha's energy cannon fired, and the ion light saber was raised high.
At the critical juncture, the bandit army fighter jet perford consecutive rolls to avoid the cha's energy cannon attack. Then, at the mont the energy cannon aid at the escape pod, it fired a series of short bursts before suddenly pulling up.
The ion light saber swept under the fighter jet's wings. The fighter jet plunged into the distant void, narrowly escaping death! Simultaneously, a white light suddenly brightened from the escape pod's rear thruster!
Douglas suddenly stood up.
The ancestors and all heavenly gods manifested at this mont! He witnessed the entire process of the escape pod thruster being destroyed. He also saw, within that instant, dozens of Green chas silently and effortlessly appearing in the void! The appearance of those Green chas was unmistakably a larger version of Fatty Tian Xingjian!
In the silent night-like warship, thumping, only the sound of intense heartbeats could be heard!
The escape pod, having lost power, would lose the opportunity to actively enter the warship's passageway. To get close enough to welco it, one would have to face the attacks from both the Feiyang Fleet and the Bandit Army Fleet. Even with protection from two chas, the outco was still uncertain!
"I've had enough!"
Beside his ear, the voice of Chief of Staff Pang Mingjian was heard.
Douglas turned his head and saw the over forty-year-old Colonel holding his chest with a bitter smile: "General Douglas, let know the final outco later....."
As he spoke, Pang Mingjian closed his eyes and sighed deeply, "If we win, Hanfrey, how stifling that would be!"
"Aoo!"
In the silence, both Douglas and Pang Mingjian, their palms full of sweat, naturally did not hear Bai Jun, the bandit army pilot who destroyed the escape pod thruster, let out a cry of ecstatic delight in the soundless universe!
The fighter jets soared through the sky like lightning.
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Inside the red launch tube, three segnts of acceleration launchers abruptly halted after a two hundred ter acceleration.
The space version of the Green "Ranger" was like a shell, shot into the void.
The vast universe, luminous heroes, spinning asteroids, and not far ahead in the void, a heavily damaged giant ship lept into the view of the cha's transparent cockpit cover.
"Damn it, I got shot out!" Fatty cried out, tears streaming down, as he wailed, "I rember my dad."
"............"
Inside the central control room of the "Oracle," everyone forced stern expressions.
The launch tubes were opening one by one.
One Space cha after another erged from the void, closely following behind Fatty.
"Wow, it hasn't crashed yet!" ca Baz's voice of amazent in the cha Team's channel, "This mothership is damn tough."
Fatty nodded in agreent, gazing forward in admiration. The Feiyu Aircraft Carrier was slowly rotating. Within its massive body, fiery flas billowed, webs of cracks constantly emitting beams of white light. Above the carrier, a spindle-shaped escape pod was entangled tightly by hovering bandit army fighter jets, while two chas visible only by their light and shadow casually road among the fighter jets and the energy cannon light chain!
Casually roaming?!
"Damn it! Acting like a pro, huh?!" Fatty, enraged, spat fiercely and waved his hand, "Beat them up!"
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