"Disengage from the Water Drop Ship, engage the enemy! Everyone, fight for Source Star!"
By now, after two rounds of intense firing, all combat fortress-type Water Drop Ships had exhausted all their loaded weapons.
Next, it was time for this group of super-level Professionals to demonstrate their own abilities, exchanging lives with the enemy in this vast expanse of space.
Yuan Qinh's fist slammed onto his armor.
He vividly remembered Ren Zhong's direct involvement in modifying his armor before their departure.
He also recalled Ren Zhong smilingly telling him, "Trust me, you can take on ten."
Just before the combat fortress got corroded and exploded by the Spitter's fume, Yuan Qinh's armor erupted in flames, charging out to meet dozens of Critical Poison Stings.
Further ahead, Ma Xiaoling focused intently forward, her peripheral vision scanning the distance data on the upper left of the panel.
Eight million kilometers…
Seven million kilometers…
Four million kilometers…
