Immersed in memories, time seems to pass very quickly, and the good memories of hometown can erase the pain of the soul very quickly. It didn't take long for me to feel my mind calm down and feel confident that I could cast the spell again. To my surprise, Sylvia had been sharing my thoughts, looking very interested, and showing no signs of boredom. From time to time, she asked a few questions.

However, the enemies in front of me were not destined to make me comfortable for long. Suddenly, Sylvia slammed her legs away from the bridge and lifted me off her lap. The soldier's instinct immediately made me aware of the enemy's situation, and I followed her gaze carefully to the outside of the cockpit canopy and looked straight ahead, and sure enough, something flew out of an opening in the Chaos Cruiser, dragging two long tail flames towards us.

Stiff and angular lines, a large, almost square head, carrying a thick barrel, and the lower end of the nose is equipped with a full eight secondary weapons. Although the distance is not clear and the size cannot be judged, it is already recognizable from the silhouette alone, it is a Thunderhawk gunboat.

In my fifteen years of service, I have worked with Space Marines many times. Every time they land, if they don't take the airborne cabin, then they will choose to take the Thunder Eagle. As far as I can remember, the Thunderhawk has always existed as a transport aircraft, similar to the Valkyrie transports that our defense forces are commonly used in, and I have occasionally seen them on strafing and bombing missions, but I have never seen them engage in aerial combat. I've fought many battles with Chaos before, and this is the first time I've seen Chaos Thunder Eagle.

With a massive fuselage, heavy armor, and a terrifying array of weapons, this is the opponent we will face. In contrast, the Thunderbolt I was in was slender and thin, and its firepower was pitifully weak. If the enemy is a multi-turret tank, we are just a motorcycle, and we really don't see any advantages other than being more maneuverable.

"Are you sure?" I poked the pilot.

"It's easy, this kind of stupid guy is the easiest to deal with. We are specialized fighters. Sylvia was ashamed, but I heard a hint of weakness, "It's you, keep the torpedo and don't lose it." ”

"But I remember that Thunderbolt is obviously an intra-atmosphere fighter, right? Can it be used in space? "I've never flown a plane, but at least I've seen it, and it's not so easy to fool.

"It's okay, we have the same problems." Sylvia didn't know if she was comforting me or herself.

The opponent's tail flame was stretched extremely long, and it could be seen that it was accelerating with all its might. Although Sylvia was still unhurriedly maintaining an acceleration of three Gs, and her appearance was also calm, her hands holding the joystick were already faintly bruised, and her arms were trembling slightly. Looking at this posture, I was afraid that she would not be able to control the joystick at once.

Luckily, I've recovered my psionic energy, and I can teleport away if the battle doesn't go well later. I've focused my mind on the Empire's Luna-class cruiser ahead, where there's my little brother I haven't seen in a long time. After an almost uncontrollable high-intensity spell cast, I feel that my ability to control energy has improved a lot, and I may be able to teleport away with Sylvia.

The distance was a little closer, and Sylvia gradually stopped maintaining the deliberate calmness of pretending. She leaned forward and stretched her neck as hard as she could, as if she were about to stick her head out through the canopy. As the tremors of her hands increased, the plane began to tremble more and more obviously, causing me a lot of discomfort.

"Don't worry, it's a basic flight tactic that makes it impossible for the other side to target us." She was very empathetic in her explanations.

It's no wonder if you don't worry! …,

Even if you don't consider the clumsy main cannon on Thunderhawk's back, just those eight secondary weapons, whether it is a laser cannon or a heavy explosive arrow gun, can cause lightning to hit hard with a random shot. Laser cannons, energy weapons that need to be cooled down for a long time at a time, are not considered for the time being, and the firepower of the heavy explosion arrow, just one is enough to form a barrage.

If you look at our equipment, there are only two laser cannons at the tip of the wings, and one aerial cannon at the nose - not counting the power, the number is only one-third of the others. And whether it is a laser cannon or an aerial gun, the rate of fire cannot be fast.

As for the armor comparison, it is even more desperate, the Thunderhawk gunboat is not like a tank, it is a real flying tank - there are even rumors that the Thunderhawk is a little stronger than the real main battle tank, after all, the main combat mission of the Thunderhawk is to carry the Space Marines to brave the anti-aircraft fire to force the landing. And the thunderbolt, that layer of armor that is better than nothing, is probably able to block the laser rifle in the hands of the defense soldiers.

Compare drivers again? Sylvia is estimated to have joined the army for no more than ten years, and her combat experience is only a handful, and the opponent is a Chaos Space Marine, and her combat career is calculated in a hundred years......

While I was thinking about comparing the strength of our enemies, the distance between the two sides was rapidly shrinking. Suddenly, Sylvia whispered, "Beware! Then I twisted the lever violently, and suddenly the sky swirled, and I was dizzy and almost wanted to vomit, which was even more uncomfortable than losing control of my psionic energy.

The emperor witnessed my oath that I would never fly in a fighter again.

"Spit over there, don't spit on the window to block your view." Sylvia is still empathetic.

I don't want to vomit, what can you do to me? While using psionic energy to regulate my physical state, I grabbed my throat with my hand, and with my strong will and strong physique, I suppressed the feeling of vomiting all my life.

After getting used to rotating the view, I still insisted on looking out the window. Suddenly, as if the two sides had made an appointment, at the same time that a laser beam was shot from each of the tips of the two wings of the thunderbolt, the other party also shot four beams from the nose of the aircraft.

As a result of the attack, Thunderbolt's two lasers all hit, and although the impact point was not clear, Thunderhawk seemed to be intact. Only one of Thunderhawk's four lasers grazed the lightning and pierced a hole in the left wing.

Fortunately, the enemy's artillery skills were not perfect. I breathed a long sigh of relief, and in the first round, we had the upper hand.

The injuries to the wing are not severe, in fact, all the forward and turning in the vacuum is done by rocket thrusters, the wing is completely dispensable, and the reason why the wing is installed is purely for the laser cannon on the wingtip, in order to cope with the possible combat battle. However, in terms of attack effect, these two laser cannons are also dispensable.

Wait, the other side has four laser cannons, doesn't that mean that there are four fire points left......

As if to confirm my suspicions, all of a sudden, the other four weapons of the Thunder Eagle were firing at full power, and countless heavy explosive arrows rained down on us.

I rubbed it! It was a heavy explosive munition, each of those rocket-boosted warheads was as thick and long as my forearm, with a penetrating diamond tip and an explosive core, and it only took three or five shots to completely disintegrate the fragile lightning. And in the face of the rainstorm barrage, no matter how hard Sylvia tried to make the plane roll and turn and dive and climb, it looked like she was just dying.

Who can keep their body from getting wet in a rainstorm?

I can! Or rather, we psionics are generally able to.

I've already prepared enough psionic power, and I'm going to slip away if the momentum doesn't get good. But at this juncture, I chose to cast this energy into a shield that shrouded the fuselage. Block all the warheads that come in your flight. Most of the arrows were harmlessly stationary on the surface of the shield, and the occasional few that pierced the shield only left some scratches on the surface of the aircraft. It's just a symbolic layer of armor, but it's armor after all. …,

Therefore, it is completely unreliable to pin your fate on dodging, and thicker and stronger armor is the real truth in war!

After all, the power of the four heavy blast arrows should not be underestimated. Although the instantaneous blow force didn't deplete me from my strength, it was a constant flow. I thought to myself, I couldn't hold on for a few seconds before the shield would collapse.

It is said that someone can make a wit out of a hurry, but I often lose my mind when I am in a hurry. Faced with this precarious situation, I shouted irrationally, "Hurry up and return fire, where is our artillery?" ”

Maybe it's just a shout to vent the tension in my heart, but I can still see that in this desperate evasive flight state at the moment, there is no chance to aim at the other party - or even if it does, what can it be? The armor-piercing ability of the aircraft gun is not as good as that of the laser.

Sylvia replied seriously, "You think I don't want to?" Our aircraft guns did not carry shells at all. ”

So what to do? It seems that all that is left is to seek refuge in the emperor? At this time, I felt deep regret for passing by the Imperial Temple several times before and not entering the pilgrimage, and now I don't know if it is too late to repent?

I don't have any extra psionic energy left to support a teleportation.