"Hey, Sandra, can't you just leave another day, I just got an Emma chick back, and I have to follow you on a long journey before I can taste it." The Bloodraider cruiser's control room has three escape pods, which means it's designed to allow up to three pilots to work together. Now two of them were empty, except for the middle one, where a man was hovering.

He looks very ordinary, but his outfit is very distinctive, his face is full of star tattoos, some large and some small are very irregular. A mouth, the tongue is still forked, gray-black, how bad it is, how disgusting it is.

"Gray snake, when to leave is the above arrangement, do you and I have the final say, complain less and be more vigilant, the spaceship signal found two days ago have you not searched If something goes wrong with this batch of goods, you and I will all have to go to the blood altar!" The virtual screen flashed, and inside was a woman's face, dressed like Emma, and if they met in another place, most people would think she was an imperial monk.

It's not a big difference to think so, Kerry. Sandra is indeed an Emma, and has a very old Elector lineage. But she's not a monk, she's a pure Bloodraider squad leader.

More than a year ago, due to a mistake in a very important ambush operation, she was recognized as a serious dereliction of duty by the top brass of the blood attacker, and was not only deprived of her position as a detachment leader, but also unable to be a front-line soldier, so she drove a transport ship to run logistics.

She may not know that the target of that mission is waiting on the other side of the stargate at the moment, but this time the roles are reversed, she becomes the prey, and the target becomes the hunter.

"Sandra, are you still the invincible squad leader I think you are becoming more and more in line with the style of this transport, sluggish, weak, and vulnerable! Don't forget that this is the territory of the Bloodraiders, and even the Canedis have no choice but to retreat. When will Blood Sandra be afraid of those thieves who are drilling around, if you really think so, I'm afraid you will never be able to go back to piloting a battleship again. The man known as the Grey Serpent didn't care about Sandra's caution at all, but instead looked down on the boss who was once known as the elite of the Blood Raiders.

"There is no blood Sandra anymore, there is only the cargo ship Sandra......" was mentioned as the most unbearable past, Sandra's mood immediately sank, and he couldn't even raise the emotion of rebuttal.

"Don't worry, the higher-ups only had to punish you because they were threatened by those Sasha maniacs. If you really think that you have deliberately let go of the target, you will not be allowed to touch any of the ships again. But I never understood who you were arresting, and why even the Sasha madman was so excited that he even asked us to hand over that guy at the cost of a fight. ”

Gray Snake seems to know Sandra quite well, and he doesn't want to see his friend depressed, and he is still trying to persuade him. But he didn't understand the situation at the time, and what he said became an inquiry.

"He's ...... Wait, what is this! There is an ambush near the stargate! Gray snake, gray snake! Sandra was just about to answer, when the two ships happened to enter the stargate, and the communication was temporarily interrupted. When the spacecraft detached from the other side, a string of abnormal data was suddenly displayed in the sensor, and there was an unknown magnetic signal nearby, which was very close.

As an elite blood raider with rich combat experience, Sandra's quality is relatively high, and even when driving a transport ship, he can still react at the first time. It's a pity that all she can control is the energy shield and accelerator, and she has no offensive ability at all.

"Hell, what are these things Sandra, I can't lock it down!" Grey Snake is also a clone pilot, but he is slower than Sandra, or less vigilant, and only realizes the problem when he hears the warning. However, no matter what kind of radar and sensor they are, they can't lock on to each other, let alone figure out the model of the other party.

“…… Idiot, that's drones, they're interfering with you! Quickly open the electromagnetic shield and cover my jump! Sandra wanted to say that she deserved it, but how many years had passed, and the energetic Bloodraiders had degenerated into this.

Warriors who were born and died for their ideals became smugglers, kidnappers and pirates. The gray snake was trained by himself back then, and as a result, his life was too stable, and even the most basic reactions were so procrastinated.

"Drones...... I've never seen such a small drone! Okay, you go first, don't worry, I'll take out all the hearts and livers of these guys! In fact, the gray snake was not as incompetent as Sandra thought, and in an instant he had released the combat drone in the cabin.

Since you can't lock on to the target, change it to an indiscriminate attack, and as long as it's not your own ship, the ships in your formation will be treated as enemies. It's just that he's not quite sure that those extremely fast little guys are drones, and how much electricity and ammunition can be carried by such a small drone

His own cruiser was different in that it was equipped with only one small cluster laser generator, and the only means of attack was to rely on the eight samurai drones in the bin. All of the electricity saved was used to equip the alloy armor, which gave the cruiser extraordinary defense.

It appears to be an Emma cruiser, but it is actually a hybrid of Emma Tech and Uruk Tech. This is his killer feature, I don't know how many ships have been blinded by illusions, and finally become stars on their faces. Playing with drones with himself, Gray Snake felt a little ridiculous.

"Bastard, they're interfering with my jump engine! Signal to base, we've got an ambush! Sandra roared again, she hated the transport, its greed and weakness, and that she could only be killed if she lost the ability to escape.

"What the hell is this, God, what are they doing!" Without Sandra's reminder, the alarm signal had already been issued, but there was no reply from the base. Grey Snake didn't bother to check for communication system failures right now, and he was dumbfounded by what was happening in front of him.

The flying objects, which were several times smaller than ordinary drones, did not use any weapons to attack their ships, because they were weapons themselves. The first to be attacked were the combat drones released by themselves, these intelligent machines that were known for their agility and speed suddenly looked extremely clumsy in front of those small drones, and the distance was shortened in a single shot, even if the laser beam hit the opponent once or twice, it could not cause decisive damage.

Once approached by the small drone, another strange scene followed. The way they disassemble is an art of art, and a combat drone is broken up into several large pieces in less than three minutes, floating silently in the air.

"Space bomb, throw the space bomb quickly, otherwise it will be too late!" Sandra can also see the details that the gray snake can see, he is worthy of being a blood raider elite, his reaction is really fast, and he has rich combat experience, and he made the right choice in an instant.

Space bombs, as the name suggests, are small nuclear bombs, or antimatter bombs. A grenade in the age of the earth, which is mainly used to kill people. In the new Eden world, its biggest role is to deal with drones.

If a large warship is entangled in a relatively small drone, there is little to do about it unless it is also equipped with a drone or quickly destroys the opponent's mother ship.

At this time, space bombs are useful, no matter how flexible the drone is, it can't dodge area damage, and the shield or armor of the large warship itself doesn't care too much about this damage.

To put it bluntly, this is a tactic of killing 1,000 enemies and losing 300 themselves, and the loss is not large, and the effect is good, so large warships usually carry a certain number of space bombs to sail.

As the situation of several flash battles changed, the more than a dozen drones that were originally entangled were all damaged, some directly stopped operating, and some were obviously injured, and even if they could still move, they were slowed down a lot.

"Idiot, don't just blow up the drone, throw some around, find the mother ship, it's still interfering with us!" Grey Snake reacts quickly enough, but is still scolded by Sandra. This is the gap between training and actual combat, real swords and real guns are the best teachers, and the gray snake has indeed regressed in this regard.

“…… Damn, my main capacitor, it's interfering with my main capacitor! Sandra reacted quickly, and Grey Snake did as she said, but the space bombs only fired two batches before they stopped, and then the Grey Snake cursed angrily, with a thick despair in his voice.