The Thunderbolt was a light fighter that weighed about thirty or forty tons, plus the twenty tons of the torpedo warhead that was dragged behind, and weighed almost sixty tons...... It's not too difficult to ask me to lift it, but if I want to teleport, even if it's just one centimeter, it's a difficult task.

I should be able to find a way out, though.

Closing the canopy, I extended my psionic perception and found the exit of the ship, just over a hundred meters away. Actually, there was no exit there, but not long ago, it was hit by Chaos and passed through several compartments, so there was a way to the outside of the ship.

I closed my eyes and stretched out my hands, concentrating on my spiritual energy. In front of the thunderbolt, dozens of containers shook at the same time to break free from the fixtures between them and the deck, and avoided them to the sides, making way for a wide passage large enough for the thunderbolt fighters to pass. I put a little more effort and the lightning began to glide forward slowly. After a few moments, through the large hole above his head, he could already see the space outside the ship.

Sylvia, who was sitting next to me, breathed a sigh of relief and reached for the joystick. I hurriedly stopped, "Let's talk about it later." ”

The light spear is a large caliber laser cannon, and the wound that melts on the outer wall of the spaceship is much larger than the caliber, but it is far from enough to allow lightning to pass through the guò. I had to tear part of the outer wall and widen the opening a bit, so I could move the lightning overboard - fortunately, the transport's hull was thin and didn't exceed the limits of my strength.

Not good! As soon as I stepped out of the ship, I realized something bad was wrong.

When I'm inside the spaceship, everything around me is relatively static or slow-moving, so I can handle it calmly even in the face of enemy guns. However, when I looked outside, I realized that I had such a high speed!

Or, if I think of myself as still, there is a huge steel creature like a mountain in front of me, and it is getting bigger and bigger, smashing at me at a speed of nearly 100 kilometers per second, almost filling my field of vision! What is this concept? For a moment I couldn't accept it at all - the emperor is above, this is terrible! I really shouldn't go crazy with her!

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and bring the torpedo out too, and be careful not to touch it! That's what triggers the detonation. Sylvia tapped me on the shoulder, waking me up.

Right, torpedoes...... I almost forgot about that. Luckily, when I looked to the other side, our transport was still relatively stationary with me, which made me feel a little better.

Now that I have come out, I have no way out, so I can only persevere. She's not afraid of a little girl, what is there to be afraid of as an old man?!

I carefully controlled the torpedo and flew out of the boat, then motioned, "Start the plane." Do not accelerate more than three g. ”

Hurry up and call it a day, I don't want to stay in this place for a second.

Sylvia started the plane and steered it slowly out of the transport. Even with an acceleration of only three Gs, the speed of the aircraft is very fast compared to the transport ship, but compared to the enemy ship flying in front, the change in the speed of the aircraft is simply negligible. And I feel that if we keep this acceleration, we have a good chance of hitting it directly.

At this time, the enemy ship was almost close at hand, and it was about to collide in less than a minute. Sylvia shouted: "Count down to half a minute, then release the torpedo." We only have one chance! ”

I had to close my eyes and count down silently. At the same time, I wonder how Sylvia can focus on driving under such tremendous pressure. Could it be that her willpower is really far superior to mine?

I don't quite want to admit this fact.

In the quiet and cramped cockpit, there is only the hum of the engine. I huddled around the side of my chair, still inevitably making physical contact with her. After listening, I found that her heartbeat was actually a few points faster than mine, and her body was trembling slightly. Is it excitement or fear? Don't shake your hands and drop the plane! …,

At some point, she actually hummed a song.

"In the direction of the monsoon blowing,

With the stars and the sun,

Voyage, voyage,

On the other side of the sea, there are our dreams.

Standing on the waves in the face of the hurricane,

Through the boundless ocean full of dangers,

Voyage, voyage,

Firmly believe that there is a world ahead of us,

Flowers......

…………

…………”

Although there is some vibrato, it doesn't look like it's out of tune, and it sounds beautiful. The song has a slow rhythm and a peaceful melody, not a war song at all, but it has the ability to calm people. From the lyrics and melody, I heard hope. That is, at least Sylvia is not here to carry out suicide attacks.

I listened silently, and soon relaxed and no longer worried about the enemy ships not far ahead.

But this is not the time to relax and listen to songs. Suddenly, Sylvia slapped me the shoulder and shouted, "Did you drop the bomb?" ”

Ah, I forgot to listen to the song......

Fortunately, even when I was distracted, I never dropped my precious warhead, and it shouldn't be too late to drop the bomb at this time. I was about to retract my psionic energy when I felt the plane vibrate violently. Sylvia pulled the joystick and made the plane make a big turn, and the huge acceleration of more than ten g crushed me to the corner of the cockpit. In this sudden situation, I instinctively wanted to hold on to the torpedo, but the force of 200 tons was far beyond my limit, and I lost it.

Hey, I should have thrown it away, right?

I saw the enemy ship's close-in guns firing laser beams at us, and Sylvia seemed to be familiar with the situation, and we navigated through the sparse laser beams. After another second, we passed by the enemy ship, whose iron-gray figure was so close that it seemed to be palpable by opening the hatch and reaching out. In the next moment, however, we had left the enemy ship far behind. Sylvia sped up as hard as she could, as if trying to escape the torpedo's reach.

I poked her and pointed out of the cockpit with regret and a little shame.

A few hundred meters away from us, that warhead is a few hundred meters away from us, on a par with us.

Didn't hit.

The moment Sylvia's gaze caught the bullet, I saw a myriad of emotions burst across her face: fear, anger, disappointment, frustration...... I guess she must have been tempted to draw her sword and stab me right away.

"Lean in! I'm going to catch our torpedoes! I shouted. Speak before she can act.

She shook her head indifferently, "No, it's useless. I'll take you back to the transport. Torpedoes are not needed. ”

In just a few seconds of conversation, the enemy ship was already thousands of kilometers behind us. Its sheer size, which is nearly two kilometers long and several hundred meters high, already looks a little small.

"Listen to me! We still have a chance! I shouted in the harshest and most confident tone.

After only one missed opportunity, Sylvia had given up hope, but I had an endless desire to compete. Perhaps it was the size of the large cruiser that struck me, and I was convinced that if I hadn't destroyed it with my own hands, I would have lived in its shadow forever. And I do have the ability to create a chance to come back and attack again.

She nodded blankly in her mind, then turned slightly closer to the torpedo. I immediately unleashed my psionic energy to grasp it.

"And then what? We can't slow down. She asked, a little dazed.

"You don't care about slowing down. I'm just asking you, if we can go back, are you sure you can deal with it? "After all, all I can do is create a chance, and the real attack still depends on her.

She stared into my face, stared deeply into my eyes, and then her gaze grew resolute, "Of course. But in that case, we'll never get a chance to go back to Melved Picker, right? ”

"There's no need to worry about that now. We only want to win, and we will do whatever it takes to win! ”

To slow down an aircraft traveling at speeds of nearly 100 kilometers per second in a fraction of the time is powerful enough to squeeze it to pieces, but with psionic means, I do have the ability to keep the plane unscathed. It's just that the power consumed is too great, and there is a danger of triggering a backlash.

But the desire to win led me to decide to take a gamble.