The raging battlefield, the raging artillery fire, and the beams of light pouring down like rain cut silhouettes in the void.

Light and shadow, life and death.

Puncture, leak, melt, explode, turn into powder......

An incomparable viper shuttled through the dense rain of fire, like a hummingbird flying calmly in the battle array of thousands of giant beasts, it stopped and walked quickly, fluttering lightly, and its whereabouts were uncertain.

It weaved through the ship, dodging in a rain of beams and tracer bullets, one after another, fiercely capturing the Hoss airships that the Walken Mothership unleashed.

Among the staggering number of pilots of the Silver Alliance fighter boats, Mike . Petroviski was undoubtedly one of the most aura, even with whom he was always at odds with the First Fleet ace - Barno. Kinsey can't deny it either.

As soon as the young Petowivsky debuted, he became the king of all people; He graduated from the prestigious Naval Flight Academy in Azazler and holds the school's record for the highest SDT figures, an exaggerated record that no cadet has ever matched.

The combination of natural talent and smooth sailing, the admiration of his colleagues, and the appreciation of his superiors made Petowski more and more self-indulgent, and his eclectic personality seemed to be incompatible with the strict and rigid dogmatic style of the Silver Alliance army.

He had directly rejected the olive branch thrown to him by the Navy's First Strike Regiment 'Mandala Feather Regiment', but he wanted to join the 'Death Scythe' of the unknown Second Fleet Fighter Boat Squadron that was still in a state of reorganization, for no other reason than the commander of the 'Death Scythe'. Cheverny is his favorite senior and a fellow of Mostima.

Keeping the 'Mandala Feather Regiment' behind closed doors and gradually becoming the head trump card of the 'Death Scythe', coupled with the fact that they are always chirping and roaring during battle, makes Mike . Petowski got the indecent nickname of a 'madman'.

He always seems to be so bohemian, a savior for his teammates on the battlefield, and a troublemaker on the battlefield.

Petowski was particularly fond of drinking, and often got into a mess with civilians in taverns when drunk, and the gendarmes and the military court became commonplace for him.

He did not respect the most taboo rank relationship in the army, and was able to call an unknown officer several levels higher than him a brother, and once gave an old fist to a colonel for nothing, for which he was imprisoned by the Second Fleet Military Discipline Court for seven days, and his rank was demoted by one level after he came out.

Because of the good-natured and calf protector of the 'Death Scythe' leader Eric. Chevigny's resignation could not help but make Petowski even more arrogant, to the point of outrageousness.

During the skirmish between the planets Pentheus and the Gauders, Petowski had drunk himself the day before after the battle meeting, and he had fallen asleep in a fighter ship while waiting for an interception mission.

Because he didn't get the signal and rushed to another interception point in time, he didn't provide effective support as a wingman, but at this time, the Gaode people had actually successfully cracked the second fleet's ultra-long-range particle signal, and the target given by the fleet headquarters was actually a net laid by the Gaode people.

Accidental malfeasance allowed Petowski to escape the near-mortal catastrophe, but several of the other members of the mission team's Death Scythe were not as lucky, and after a heroic battle, they all died in the ambush circle of the Gaudems.

For this reason, Petowski was almost sent to prison in the subsequent trial of the Military Discipline Court, but in the end, the captain of the cruiser of the mission, Dino Brown. Fazzani provided testimony and insisted that it was a malfunction of the communication beacon before he was acquitted and continued to serve in the Second Fleet.

Although he didn't want the other party to lie to him, he was still more or less grateful, and since then, the two have been very close.

Drinking friends, bosses, frustrated people, forgetful friends, pragmatism, and like-mindedness, Petowski gradually regarded Fazani as a family friend and began to treat it with a real heart.

But he never mentioned to Fazzani that the reason why he could really restrain and completely obey his debauchery was that day, when he woke up from drinking, he heard Katie and James ambushed and died in the interrogation, and when he wept bitterly and wanted to get on the plane to fight desperately, he strongly prevented his captain of the 'Land Prophet' from screaming at him in the channel:

"Survival is more important than anything else!"

......

The bullets rained down like fire, and the Vakare's cannon under the belly turned the Horsian airships into flying flames.

Fight after fight, like a bloodstained beast, he spread his fangs and strangled the poor alien warriors in the icy vacuum.

Soon after, the gradually starting to assemble the Hothman airship formation finally noticed him, and they divided more than a dozen small boats and began to intercept the killer hiding in the shadow of the giant ship, and in an instant, countless kinetic energy light bombs flew towards Petowski's viper.

I'm sorry, my old captain, it seems that this time I can't fulfill the promise I made to you, Petowski muttered to himself as he dodged in the white bullet of light.

The white light was dazzling, and the rapid destruction of light and shadow formed an impenetrable curtain wall in an instant, and Petowiski's viper was caught between the gaps between the ships of the enemy and the enemy, and it was impossible to escape from the ascension.

At this moment, Petowski let go of the hands that controlled the love machine and gently hugged it to his chest.

Facing the gloomy whiteness in front of him, a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Kate, James, Mlay, Evergreen, I'm here, I'm finally here.

No longer live in this chaos with guilt, I can finally join you and disappear into the endless void of nothingness to become another inconspicuous star.

Time flies, just a short moment, when the fingers are flicked, but it is like a lifetime.

At this moment, Petowski felt that everything around him was quiet, and the noisy static electromagnetic noise and engine noise suddenly disappeared, and he could no longer hear anything.

At this moment, everything came to a standstill, and those instantaneous deadly beams and terrifying kinetic energy balls of light came to an abrupt halt not far away, like an invisible water-breaking blade slashing across the void, blocking their fatal trajectory alive.

Petowski smiled and admired all this, and his mind raced, only lamenting that death was so poignant.

He has lived an ignorant and free life in this life, but he doesn't know how time flies and white horses pass. And at the end of this life's journey, after liberation and relief, there was another feeling like this.

It is like a soft veil brushing the face, coming spontaneously, and it seems to be self-contained, made in heaven.

Is it a causal rotation? Or is it fate?

At this moment, in the eyes of Petowski, who was calmly dying, he clearly saw the corner of Death's clothes.