After Kreya and her team finished collecting their spoils on the battlefield, Kane had just completed the construction of the aircraft.
He addressed the group that had just arrived, "Alright, everyone get on quickly. We need to evacuate swiftly, otherwise, the enemy might dispatch new forces to intercept us."
"The rescue objective for Phase 1 has been accomplished. Next up is the escort."
Hearing Kane's words, everyone promptly boarded the entrance of the aircraft and entered its interior.
Once everyone was inside, Kane looked at the Cot Dragon and said, "Israel, are you hurt? Can you maintain the fastest speed and continue flying?"
"Don't worry, Kane, this small skirmish won't affect ."
Then he spread his wings and soared into the sky, with red flas erupting as he flew ahead.
Since he said so, Kane didn't say more and boarded the aircraft thereafter.
Upon boarding, Kane imdiately said, "Prepare for takeoff!"
"Takeoff countdown, start. Please fasten your seatbelts and prepare," a gentle voice ca from the intercom.
The aircraft then began to levitate into the air through a hovering array.
The rear jet outlet also began gathering energy.
Once the aircraft reached high altitude, the rear jet outlet suddenly released a massive amount of energy, propelling the aircraft to its maximum speed.
Israel had already taken the lead, transford into a red cot, flying ahead of Kane and the team.
...
In a city composed of various skyscrapers and steel structures, atop a steel tower several hundred ters tall.
Inside the top-level space.
The commander standing in the center was listening to his subordinates' report.
"Sir, unit 4 and its forces have been completely annihilated by the enemy, with no survivors.
Their vital signs have also disappeared from our map."
"Units 6 and 8's reinforcent troops are still so distance from the battlefield's center and might not make it in ti."
"The higher-ups have expressed dissatisfaction with our battle."
Listening to his subordinates' report, the commander just nodded slightly.
It seems those rescuing enemies are quite formidable. From the ti our forces launched the attack to when both sides engaged, it has only been over half an hour.
The assault force led by unit 4 was wiped out so quickly, not a single one escaped.
Truly unexpected.
They are, after all, the Empire's elite force, each soldier a true veteran.
Honed from steel and blood.
Even if that aircraft were full, the numbers would still be less than ours.
And yet, they could annihilate our troops in such a short ti.
It appears the enemy is indeed not weaker than us, or perhaps, in so respects, even stronger.
However, intelligence is still unclear, but we certainly can't let the enemy slip away so easily without paying a price.
At this mont, another subordinate, watching the screen in front of him, suddenly shouted, "Commander, the enemy's aircraft has taken off again. Their route seems to loop over our heads."
"Quite fast, indeed... Have the nearest interception units intercept them."
After saying this, the subordinates imdiately began notifying.
The commander then thought for a mont and picked up a communicator marked with the number 2 from behind.
"Unit 2, take your flying units and shoot down that aircraft in the sky for . Return once it's out of our airspace surveillance range.
The enemy's strength should not be underestimated; ensure your safety."
"Understood."
Then the other side imdiately hung up.
"Tsk, really rebellious, huh."
He put the communicator back down and gazed at the large screen in front of him.
It displayed their Empire's map and the detected range.
A red airplane-like icon was swiftly moving across it.
Then several green airplane icons took off from another side, heading toward the red icon's position.
The enemy's entire operation flowed very smoothly, with just one objective: to rescue the chanical Race they set their eyes on.
Clear objectives, and formidable strength.
A real headache.
Hopefully, unit 2 can force out more enemy information.
As for truly intercepting or taking down the enemy, he's lost hope.
...
"Master, we've detected 4 aircraft flying towards us rapidly. Their speed is not on par with ours, but they've already intercepted our path ahead."
"An aerial unit? Interesting."
Kane looked at the screen projected in front of him.
Several dots could be seen awaiting them on their flight path.
Their aircraft is faster than the enemy's. They could draw an arc and bypass quickly because of the speed advantage.
However, wasting ti like this might lead to the enemy dispatching more interceptors.
The enemy's scouting signals are very strong; it's highly possible they'll adjust their positions based on their movent direction and speed.
And honestly, Kane hadn't actually used an aircraft for aerial combat before.
Kreya and the others, sitting behind, also heard the gentle voice.
But they didn't volunteer to fight since they couldn't participate in aerial combat.
The main issue is their flying speed in the air would definitely be slower than that of the aircraft; only their agility might hold a slight advantage.
But simple flexibility has very limited advantages when it cos to extre speed.
Among them, only a few might be able to operate in the air, and surely their speed can't match these flying machines.
These flying machines are nearly at supersonic speed.
At this mont, Kobo spoke from the side, "Kane, shall we take care of it? We didn't exert any effort during the previous rescue, and it's sowhat embarrassing for us.
Could you allow us so control over this flying machine's access?"
Listening to Kobo's words, Kane thought for a mont and nodded, since Kobo is indeed a gold-level expert.
Moreover, trying to completely control this flying machine is indeed asking too much, as this thing is constructed by origin skills.
Since he has said so, he surely has the ability and confidence to solve the problem.
With Kane's permission, Kobo and the chanical beings behind him turned into puddles of chanical liquid and entered the flying machine constructed by Kane.
Soon, the panoramic view of the aircraft was revealed, showing the flying machine clearly.
There were three red spots on the front and lower outer surfaces, indicating that these areas have already lost function.
This also ans that these are the areas that Kobo and his team have taken over.
Why three? Because Chaco hasn't rged into the flying machine with his kin.
Beside him, Longbei looked at the remaining Chaco and asked, "Why did you stay behind alone? Aren't you going out with your kin?"
Chaco shook his head and said, "I'm in a logistics position, so my offensive capabilities and battle calculations are weak.
If this aircraft or their chanical bodies encounter issues, then it's possible they'll need my help for repairs."
After hearing his response, the curious Longbei nodded in understanding, implying this person might be a nurturer.
Only for chanical intelligent beings, a nurturer might be akin to a repairman for other lifeforms?
chanical life is truly quite interesting.
At this mont, outside the window, the Cot Dragon was parallel with the flying machine,
... turning its head to look at the people inside.
Kane nodded at it, and the Cot Dragon accelerated knowingly.
The enemy's interceptors had already rushed in from the front.
Beams of light flew over, grazing the side of the flying machine.
The dense beams were about to hit the top of the flying machine, but were blocked by the suddenly expanded energy shield.
Only now did Kane see the full appearance of the enemy's flying machine.
They were flat, triangular aircraft, with matte white overall paint and a long, cylindrical launcher underneath resembling a rotating machine gun.
It fired dense light speed barrages as it rotated.
The matte back of the flying machine bore a logo.
A logo composed of three layers of colors interwoven into a triangle.
This logo could be seen on previously destroyed machinery, armor, and soldiers' weapons and clothing.
This should be the flag of this faction.
And then Kane's aircraft finally started its counterattack.
At the top of the flying machine was Kobo, that area suddenly began to show what resembled a liquid tal.
The liquid began to converge, then transford into a thick cannon barrel.
The barrel was covered with dense orderly lines, constructed of various straight lines, flashing with blue light.
It was clear that this was not sothing he constructed; it should belong to the skills of the chanical life forms.
anwhile, two lower regions showed three scattered muzzle openings, much thinner than Kobo's, resembling large-caliber rifles.
"Zzzz!"
With a sound reminiscent of plasma, a plasma-like energy beam was fired from the top muzzle.
It hit the enemy's flying machine within an instant, at extre speed.
The enemy's flying machine also had an energy shield, but this plasma cannon, whether due to its massive power or peculiar attributes, pierced through the shield and hit the structure behind it.
Imdiately, it was like a hot knife through butter, penetrating and then exploding internally, turning the flat triangular flying machine into fragnts, like fireworks in the sky.
The attacks from the six muzzles below, however, differed from Kobo's.
The three muzzles on the right side fired three silver beams, not quite like energy weapons.
Three silver beams hit the shield of one flying machine but did not explode or shatter it; instead, they stuck onto it.
Three silver spots adhered to the energy shield.
Then they dissolved, causing the entire energy shield to lt away, dripping from the sky like liquid.
With just a confront, yet another energy shield shattered.
The other three muzzles on the opposite side were clearly energy weapons, firing purple beams that pierced the damaged flying machine.
The enemy's attacks couldn't penetrate our shields, yet our attacks could easily penetrate their shields.
Add to that the fact the enemy's flying machines were slower than ours.
This resulted in a remarkably easy air battle.
Yet another flying machine failed to evade in ti, struck by the quickly flying plasma cannon, penetrating and exploding.
Only the last flying machine remained, with no sign of retreat or the intention to eject.
Persistently following Kane's flying machine, launching attacks.
However, several ters above it, the Cot Dragon was flying overhead.
Its claw sprayers launched dense blood-red energy groups downward, resembling concentrated liquid.
They directly struck the back of the flying machine.
A massive explosion obliterated the shield and the structure together.
It hadn't even realized there was an enemy above it.
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