As the Luna-class light cruiser Redemption of Heresy drew closer and closer, its massive body filling the entire window of the plane, I felt like I could truly relax.

I can finally get a good rest......

"Hey!" Sylvia patted me in the face and woke me up, "Get up, it's not time to relax." ”

"Why? Didn't the enemy ship take out? "I'm in a trance.

"Doesn't it feel light?"

Easy fart, I've been near dead several times in a row.

However, compared to the terrifying combat power of a warship, the war is indeed suspicious. It was a real capital ship, firepower enough to easily destroy any defenseless planetary world, armor capable of despising any weapon of our army, and capable of carrying far more land than a regiment. Such a terrible thing was actually killed by me single-handedly?

A gun - the torpedo, a horse - Silvia...... Oh no, I mean her fighter, uh-huh...... Literally single-handedly.

"You're saying the tougher battles are yet to come?" I asked rhetorically.

She didn't answer directly, but said: "The Avenger-class large cruiser is nearly half the length and twice the tonnage of the Luna class, but purely from the perspective of firepower, the Avenger class only has a few more guns than the Luna God, and the proportion of firepower is completely different from the proportion of tonnage. Do you know what it does with the extra tonnage? ”

"Armor and shields? Or a thruster? "Battleship, the most important thing besides firepower is nothing more than armor and speed, right?

"Well," Sylvia sighed, "I really shouldn't have asked you such a question about the professionalism of the navy. ”

I'm noncommittal. Knowing that it is a professional problem, but deliberately taking it out to be embarrassing, is it interesting? I'll ask you the simplest question about the Riemannus, and I'm sure you won't be able to hit it.

Seeing that I had no desire to argue, Sylvia had no choice but to continue, "The Avenger class is actually different from our current combat cruisers, it is an aircraft-carrying cruiser. Its artillery was used only for self-defense, and it was the ship-based attack aircraft that carried out the attack mission. ”

"But why are there two Thunderhawks in it?" I asked, puzzled.

Sylvia finally found an opportunity to be a good teacher, and seized the time to educate me: "Battleships are not easily damaged, but planes are different, planes are consumables." You see, the chaos on this ship even has to steal the supplies of your defense forces, it must be that there is no logistics of its own at all, pirates who live entirely on robbery, where do they steal such valuable materials as airplanes? ”

yes, why didn't I think of that? Could it be that the intelligence has also decreased under excessive fatigue?

"It's hard to get expensive materials, and the easiest thing to get is manpower...... That is, the enemy ships were stuffed with infidel armies, and now they all landed on the heretic Redemption? I reasoned from her words.

"Well, that's it." Sylvia nodded in the affirmative.

Alas......

As he spoke, the thunderbolt approached the luna's hull. The swarthy hull of the ship, when we were on our side, looked like a towering wall, and when we were below, it looked like an island floating on an endless ocean. Sylvia slowed down, searching for something on the outer walls of the ship.

"Where's the entrance?" I waited a little impatiently. Since there is still an enemy in front of you, even if you can't kill it, it's good to get in touch and probe the strength of the other party.

"Strange, this is obviously one of the exits to the hangar......" Sylvia stopped the warplane, searching the tightly knit steel walls, as if trying to find a gap to get into.

I interjected, "It can't be taken over by Chaos, right?" ”…,

"It's possible......" Sylvia muttered, "but it's unlikely." There is no point in jumping gang fights, seizing the hangar. Can you get in touch with it? ”

I pointed to my head and spread my hands. The consequences of psionic backlash are not so easy to bear, and my soul is extremely fragile now, and I can barely accept the message of others, and I want to send it to others? It's going to be dangerous.

Anyway, I just made such a big noise outside, and Eddie didn't send a message to congratulate or thank me? It's not like you haven't even seen it, right? Is the battle situation really very dangerous?

There is a proverb that says it? The emperor closes the door for you here, and will surely open a window for you somewhere else. While I was waiting in boredom, Sylvia found a porthole that was shining light, flew over, turned on the headlights and flashed signals inside, and a moment later, the lights in the porthole flickered rhythmically. Sylvia silently recognized, and finally said in surprise: "Okay, we have contacted, we will be able to enter soon." ”

Such a high-end ...... Or the primitive means of communication, I've seen it on the ground, but I didn't bother to learn the code. When I was younger, psionic energy seemed to me to be a more convenient and accurate way to communicate than to shout at the top of my voice, but now that I think about it, learning more skills is always going to be used at any time.

Is it normal to be so smooth? Why is there always an ominous premonition......

A few minutes later, a floodgate opened not far from the porthole ambush, and the space inside was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

The demonic aura that came to my face almost suffocated me......

I reached out and grabbed the joystick, twisting it with all my might. The plane suddenly lost its stability under my careless maneuvering, and almost crashed headfirst into the outer wall of the battleship. At the same time, through the canopy, I saw a large string of colorful and glittering balls flying out of that gate, sticking into the plane and flying into the distance.

Demon Horror Magic Bullet! I recognized this horrific long-range attack at a glance. These missiles are condensed with pure subspace energy, capable of dissolving and corroding any armor, and in front of them, Raiden's thin body is completely vulnerable.

Immediately after, a group of pink, completely indescribably strange demonic creatures appeared at the gate and began firing more magic projectiles at us. But at this time, Sylvia was already on guard, and the thunderbolt spewed out a long tail flame, and after a few circles and maneuvers, she escaped from the attack range of the feared demons.

"What now? Even a fundamentally important place like a hangar has been occupied, and this ship is probably already in the hands of Chaos, right? Sylvia sullen, "The Inquisitor doesn't send us any more messages. ”

"Hmm......" I muttered, gesturing in the direction of the Chaos Battleship, "fly over that side." ”

"What for?"

"When two warships meet, they can't just pick up the strings as soon as they come up, right? I should have had to shoot each other a few times before. Go over there and see if there are any bullet holes. ”

"Thunder and lightning can't get in, right?" Sylvia questioned.

The wound caused by the light spear was not large enough to accommodate an airplane. When we came out of the transport, I tore open the outer wall of the ship with brute force, but can the armor of the battleship compare to the outer shell of the ship?

"As long as we go in. Do you still expect to fight inside with a fighter plane? ”

Fortunately, the distance is not far, and the distance of a few hundred meters is a flashing for the plane. On this side of the Chaos Battleship, there were indeed deep scars, not just one, more than a dozen.

"You have to find someone who can enter the common cabins inside the battleship, if you rush into some places that are not often visited, you will get lost or encounter a dead end." Sylvia carefully examined the potholes one by one.

I couldn't see anything, the holes were all the same to me, and it was pitch black inside. After the experience of being in distress at the hangar gate just now, I am now a little allergic to this kind of black hole cavern.

I'm really afraid of something. As Sylvia was engrossed in looking at one of the holes, looking around aimlessly, I suddenly saw a humanoid figure with a tail flame leaping out of another hole in the distance.

"Birds of Prey!" I yelled, and Sylvia came to her senses and immediately turned the nose to that side. However, just as she was about to fire, I took her hand again.

"Sorry for the mistake, that's one of ours, a battle nun, a serapha."