"Waa——!"
"He got, got taken down!"
"Sky Guard Squadron! Completely wiped out!"
"The enemy is the white Demon! The enemy is the white Demon!"
"Are you kidding me! Are all the Legion's pilots Monsters?!"
"Aaaah! It's coming to the bridge!"
"Boom!"
"Huff... puff... is it over..."
Huang Dahe was panting heavily, his whole body trembling from taking too many combat stimulants, blood vessels bulging like worms crawling all over his body, and sweat mixed with blood seeping out from his pores.
How many targets had he shot down, dozens, or hundreds? He had lost count of how many Cruisers had been taken down.
What Huang Dahe did was to just fully extend his spirit into deep space and then shoot down every target he found.
Flashes of chaotic memories passed like a revolving lantern before his eyes, making him dizzy and nauseous, and his body was reaching its limit.
"Sir Amakusa. New fleet detected warping in! It's the Moon Surface Troops!"
