The stars are like the sea, where is the way back......

In the large hangar, the air is steaming and the engines are roaring.

In the cramped cockpit, countless colorful indicators and the bottom light of the instrument panel flickered on and off.

The fully enclosed cabin, self-circulating enclosed flight suit and helmet make everything around you seem compact and oppressive. Even the formula gas seemed to be filled with a maddening solemn atmosphere, making him so restless that he could barely breathe.

It's too crowded, it's so crowded, let me out, let me out!

A voice was embarrassed by this environment, and shouted unscrupulously in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, the invisible pressure around him made him want to scream, but with an order in his ear, he was able to release his emotions immediately.

Push the engine lever hard, and the viper strikes!

The spiral-shaped valve pattern swayed in front of the eyes, and the flashing guide lights were connected with red arrows, extending from slow to slow behind in the long corridor shaped like a snake's den.

The airtight air pressure chamber spewed hot air, but the bulkheads on either side looked like two walls closing.

From the plane under him through the launch tube, until the launch bay at the bottom of the Avabrennan shot out like a full bow and arrows, Mike. Petowski felt as if he had aged a year again.

Eternity in the unreal, a moment in reality, the starlight was dazzling, blinking at him frequently, the vast and endless space of the desert, soothing the frightened heart just now, and the viper galloped, and the corner of his mouth suddenly hung a strange smile.

The long launch line of the fighter boat was the most hated and feared inevitable experience in his flying career.

And being in a vacuum, flying in the faint starlight and darkness, it was the most enjoyable journey of his life.

At this time, he controlled the Viper Destroyer, whose hull was as black as thick ink, and drove the particle acceleration engine, which instantly doubled the flight speed. He flicked the joystick in front of him and piloted the fighter plane, flipping several times in front of the huge battleship Avabrennan in front of him.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the big stone that was pressing on his heart was gone, and he felt that he was no longer the poor person who had been depressed a few minutes ago, and he was no longer the fool who used self-pity as a spiritual punishment.

At this moment, he felt that man and machine were one, he grew a pair of wings, unfettered in the cold and suffocating vacuum, and felt the freedom of expectation and yearning without constraints, and the confidence of reuniting after a long absence.

Hangover, lack of food, lack of sleep, he has made a mess of himself these days, but at this time, he has gained great courage and motivation from somewhere, looking at the star gate not far away that makes everything around him seem small, he bloomed his originally tight face, hehehaha laughed haughtily.

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"Major, all the Grim Reaper's Wings are in place, waiting for your instructions." In the team channel, Mary, who has been promoted to the rank of major. Satome was sending him instructions.

The Tenth Fleet's former 'Wheat Field Chunhua' Squadron Captain Leo. Andep, who was recently appointed vice chairman of the Military Commission, Zhu Er. Greenras was transferred to the Silver Alliance's Fifth Fleet, so that the famous Deathwings squadron could be rightfully rebuilt in the Tenth Fleet.

Originally in accordance with the Chief of Staff Dino. Fazzani's formation plan, knocking down King Mike. Petowski is the obvious choice for captaincy. However, after this appointment was issued, he was sternly rejected by the disheartened Major Yinmeng, who refused to eat or splash water, and no matter how much Fazzani persuaded him, he did not agree.

Unable to do anything about it, Fazani had no choice but to follow his wishes and ask Commander Sarah. Armstrong made a suggestion to make a number of battles that had been excellent for the fall of King Mary. Satome served as interim captain.

In the chaotic battlefield, at this moment, this new Death Wings squadron has been fully dispatched, behind Petowiski's black viper, black, blue, purple, red, yellow five-color squad, a total of 150 brand new vipers, in the starry sky orderly array of battle formation.

"Mary, didn't I tell you, don't report everything to me again, as the captain, you have to take responsibility for yourself." Petowski turned on the communication switch and alerted Shatome.

"But, Captain, I ......" Mary was still tormented.

"What are you? The tried-and-true Death's Wings Downfall King! Are you going to have to argue with me about this at this time? In the communication channel, Petowski raised his voice unceremoniously, but in the next second, he softened again, sighed lightly and said: "Take your people, detour up from the bottom, try to get as close as possible to the enemy ships, their beam weapons are difficult to effectively damage the boat, and your opponents are still those Hoss people......"

"Let them go back alive......" Petovis said as he steered the Viper to fly towards the densest concentration of enemy ships.

"Captain, where are you going?" Mary. Shatome was simply shocked to see his actions.

"Well, I have a date with the Grim Reaper." Petowski laughed in response.

"What? Captain, Captain! Satome yelled in the channel as she tried to catch up with Petovis's viper, but by this time Petoviski had already turned off the communicator and sped off like a meteor into the distance.