Because the human form sacrifices the perfect fluid structure of the fighter form, it does not have the ability to fly at high speed in the fighter form; Because the play of the all-vector main engine is also greatly limited, it does not have the ability to complete high-intensity combat flights such as "high-speed sudden stop" and "M-shaped track". When locked by artillery fire, the evasion ability also decreases.

But VV is cornered and she has to try to shapeshift.

She never expected that this desperate choice would make the Nasa driver, who was extremely unbalanced and pushed to collapse by shock and jealousy, indignant:

"What's that? How can the existence of cartoons appear in reality! According to the setting of the cartoon, the combat power of the cosmic mobile suit can throw the fighter a few streets away, right? It's not a high-grade weapon at all, we will be destroyed, we will be destroyed like mosquitoes! For God's sake, the enemy is so perverted, at least tell us before the volley! I was completely unprepared! ”

Nasa Combatant thought with tears streaming down his face: "The command of the cousin! How are we going to fight this unheard-of weapon of air combat, bastard! ”

Two seconds. After two seconds of transformation, the VV raced against the clock to relight the fusion engine, clumsily and hastily sideways the evasion of the strafing fire, and then turned to return fire.

Someone once questioned the necessity of a humanoid space fighter, and then was scolded by colonial scholars for a month. Here's how they scolded:

"It's necessary, of course it's necessary! Can there be anything else in your head besides war? Have you forgotten the meaning of human existence? It's farming! Farming happily in the whole universe! The glory of mankind is to reclaim unknown lands with our swords and ploughs! The scale of human evolution is measured by the speed at which nature is transformed. As long as it follows the launch of large-capacity building materials launch vehicles, the humanoid space fighter can transform space at the first time it occupies space, and quickly give the forward base the ability to a virtuous cycle, this speed and efficiency of transforming space is the purpose of war, bastard! If you don't have a plow for farming, what kind of sword will you take, don't look down on the farming party, you go back three hundred generations and you are also a guy who concentrates on farming! ＂

This kind of chattering complaint, finally at a voting meeting, pointed to the stunned big cap and scolded with joy, and then the colonists won, and the transformable aerospace fighter became the main development direction.

So VV can't chase the fighters, because they can't catch up. The high-speed fluid design, velocity, and acceleration of the human form have all been weakened.

From the original design intention, the process of changing from the form of a fighter to the form of a human, that is, the process of changing from a combat state to a construction state, is about the same as the concept of turning back into a farmer at the end of the battle.

But the Nasa formation doesn't think so, they think, the Transformers! Awesome! What other black technology has not been revealed?

Inexplicably, the Nasa formation actually thinks that the angry phoenix, as a human form like a brick movers, is really powerful, high-end and high-grade, cool and luxurious, and does not feel like a bitter brick movers. Instead, I imagined in horror that these yellow people who had made a fortune in silence actually pushed space warfare directly into the mecha era with the help of super technology!

VV showed the form of a migrant worker in desperation, she never expected to be worshiped as a god by the other party, she only felt that the enemy's artillery fire was out of sight in an instant, and the opponent's flight trajectory also became upright and rigid in just one second, and was easily locked by the fire control system of the angry migrant workers.

VV has a gut feeling that this opportunity is once in a lifetime and fleeting.

Without thinking, she opened fire with all her power, kept a straight track, blocked and strafed with four artillery fires, and hit the target.

The Nasa fighter plane closest to her was pierced from beginning to end, the two wings were torn apart on the spot and exploded, and the wreckage of the fuselage was instantly torn in half by the unparalleled engine thrust at a high speed of four thousand meters per second.

This shocking scene is impossible to look at. Because the driver in the cockpit is likely to be alive.

VV's mind was a little dazed, and she didn't know when she began to rely on conditioned reflexes and instinctive intuition to fight, and under the hypoxic conditions, her consciousness became heavier and heavier, and she was as sleepy as a prisoner who had been tortured by fatigue interrogation for three days and three nights. So she didn't think about the guilt of murder at all, because she didn't have time to spare.

Our Lady is a feeling of food and clothing, VV is struggling on the verge of survival, everything she does is to live, in order to accomplish her goals. So she didn't expect the three Nasa drivers to be killed by her.

She knew that five minutes might have passed for the most part, and she vaguely realized that "five minutes" might be too optimistic, because when it comes to completing high-intensity space combat battles, oxygen consumption is not the same as laboratory tests. Maybe now she's on the verge of limits, maybe she's cruising on the brink of overdraft death.

But she deliberately didn't think about it. In the dark and helpless night sky, only by drawing the sword of hope from the body can you cut through the endless darkness and see the dawn of life. So she's actively avoiding the sadness and negativity.

The only one who can save himself is himself. In this heavy pitch-black space, when she was at her weakest, Zhuang Yan's categorical assertion overbearingly drove away her fear, making her childishly believe in this unbreakable truth:

"You won't be deprived of oxygen, breathe, take in oxygen! You will definitely be back! ”

This sentence is the sword of hope she pulled out of her body, the sword of light that cuts through fate.

VV decided to disengage from the battle. With three-fifths of the enemy annihilated and the remaining two fighters with predictable firepower, she chose to evade the pursuit while heading to high orbit to eliminate the Sword Pavilion satellite.

Because she didn't have enough time. She couldn't keep stangling with these two Nasa mosquitoes.

She didn't hesitate, the main engine spewed furious flames, pushing the angry phoenix towards a two-thousand-meter high orbit, the enemy's armor-piercing bullet bit and chased, grazing sinisterly more than ten meters away, VV just accelerated, kept accelerating.

Weak, she could only choose 30 times the acceleration of gravity and stubbornly advance towards her goal.

"Arrive in a two-kilometer orbit in 103 seconds." The system tone faithfully reminds you.

"Eighty seconds later, two meters in orbit."

"Sixty seconds later, two thousand meters of orbit."

"The enemy fighter plane has returned home, and the life support system has leaked badly. The cumulative loss of pressure in the hyperbaric chamber is 304 kPa, and it is recommended to return home. The system said softly.

VV didn't bother.

Soon, the fire control radar scanned the Jiange satellite that was escaping twenty kilometers away, and the estimated coordinates from the base only deviated by about ten kilometers.

VV turned off the return-to-home reminder and flew towards the Sword Pavilion satellite. Once in range, she will destroy the satellite and complete the mission.

In the universe, a tiny humanoid glowing with fireflies slowly and firmly moved towards another equally small speck of dust.

The system is right to suggest that the return to home is that in the case of continuous depressurization of the hyperbaric chamber, the VV will soon lose the protection of the deep sea pressure, which is as dangerous as playing rugby without armor.

The Nassa fighter uses a chemically powered engine, and the upper limit of the endurance is not high, and the sudden return is to ensure the survival of the pilot. And the deeper reason, VV has not thought about it in detail. Success was within reach, and her mind was ethereal, with only two words.

Wrecked, returned.