Amid the piercing alarm, the entire spacecraft was in a state of panic. If the seat belts had not been tightened, there would have been a commotion. One shield after another opened, covering the passengers who had fastened their seat belts. Only Lan Xuanyu, who had temporarily gone to the bathroom, was not trapped inside.
“Take me there quickly.” Lan Xuanyu shouted to the flight attendant. The huge voice shocked the flight attendant so much that his eyes went dark, and he was almost subconsciously dragged by him to run.
"You, you really can fly a starfighter?" the flight attendant asked in panic as she stumbled after him.
"I will." Lan Xuanyu nodded vigorously.
At this moment, what emerged in his mind was the time in that skyscraper when he and his mother were in danger and were about to be killed by the terrorists in Sin City, but he was completely powerless.
Now, the parents are on the spaceship. If the spaceship is destroyed by interstellar pirates, there is no doubt that their whole family will die here.
Although my father and mother are both soul masters, they are not combat professionals, and they are not even mecha masters. They are completely helpless in this vast universe. So, let me protect them.
As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. At this time, he did not know what fear was. At this time, the security personnel of the spacecraft had already driven the mecha out to fight. The flight attendant was extremely panicked and subconsciously influenced by the momentum of the young man in front of him, and actually took him to the bottom cabin.
In fact, with Lan Xuanyu's mental strength of over 200 points, it was still a huge shock to ordinary people, and the flight attendant only felt that from his hand holding hers, she felt a sense of special security.
However, how could the flight attendant know that the person in front of her had never actually flown an interstellar fighter and had only learned it in a simulation cabin for a few years.
One was like a newborn calf who was not afraid of a tiger, and the other was panic-stricken. This was the first time that Lan Xuanyu saw the true appearance of the interstellar fighter.
The interstellar fighter in the bottom cabin appeared in front of Lan Xuanyu. After learning for such a long time, this was still the first time he saw a real fighter.
The starfighter in front of him was silver-gray, streamlined, about 25 meters long, with a wingspan of about 18 meters. Its main weapon was the rapid-fire soul guide cannon in front. It had no magazine, which meant it didn't carry any super weapons like powerful antimatter missiles. In fact, it was impossible for a civilian spacecraft to carry such weapons.
It can be said that this is a very basic interstellar fighter. But even so, Lan Xuanyu was still inexplicably excited.
"Thank you." Lan Xuanyu said to the flight attendant beside him, and quickly ran to the fighter plane. He jumped up, put his hands on the wing, stood up, and sat in the open cockpit in a few seconds.
The moment he entered the cockpit, a familiar feeling suddenly came over him.
The cockpits of soul-guided aircraft are basically the same. The higher-end the model, the more reasonable the cockpit layout will be, but the operation will also be more complicated.
After all, Lan Xuanyu has learned for more than three years and goes driving every night. Yin Tianfan's teaching method is to let him practice continuously. During the practice, he corrects his operating methods and teaches him some skills.
When the start button of the interstellar fighter was pressed, the whole plane shook slightly, a low roar was heard, and the hatch above the head slowly closed.
The communication was also connected at this time, and a shocked and angry voice came, "Who is it? Who started the interstellar fighter? I am the captain."
Lan Xuanyu took a deep breath and deliberately lowered his voice, saying, "Hello, Captain. I am an interstellar fighter pilot. I happened to be on this spaceship. I heard from the flight attendant that no one on the spaceship is capable of flying an interstellar fighter. With the enemy at hand, I can't wait to ask for your orders. Please open the bottom cabin now and let me join the battle."
"Are you a fighter pilot? What's your number? Which unit are you from?" The captain asked anxiously in astonishment.
"It's meaningless to ask so many questions now, Captain, open the bottom cabin quickly, otherwise, once the protective shield is destroyed, everyone will be finished. You must choose to believe me." Lan Xuanyu is young, but his mind is quite mature. He certainly knows that at this moment he must not reveal his identity as a twelve-year-old child.
"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." As the spaceship was bombarded again and again by pirate warships, the protective shield was already shaky. The captain gritted his teeth and finally chose to believe. In fact, he had no choice.
The bottom cabin slowly opened, revealing the underbelly of the spacecraft.
Lan Xuanyu took a deep breath and pressed a button. The helmet behind him slowly enveloped him and connected to his head. His mental power was instantly released during the traction, allowing his mental thoughts to merge with the aircraft.
The basis of modern starfighter driving is the coordination of mental power and operation, which can most effectively control the starfighter to make various combat postures.
It was impossible for him not to be nervous. This was his first time flying an interstellar fighter. There was no pain reduction system. Moreover, it was not an explosion, but the end of the simulation cabin training. Once destroyed, it would mean death.
He was nervous, but more excited. He could finally fly an interstellar fighter, and it was his first time to fly a real combat aircraft. How could Lan Xuanyu, who had practiced hard for three years, not be excited? Even Yin Tianfan, who was very demanding of him in driving, thought that he could already fly a real fighter aircraft. He could do it. Yes, he could do it.
He raised both hands at the same time, without even using his eyes, all the systems of the combat skills had been activated. His hands moved rhythmically, his left hand still pressing buttons rapidly, while his right hand pushed the thrusters steadily. The only power jet at the back of the starfighter slowly spewed out orange-red flames, pushing the starfighter to slide downward.
When it was about to escape from the bottom cabin, Lan Xuanyu suddenly turned on the thrusters to the maximum. Suddenly, the interstellar fighter shook violently and rushed into the vast space like a missile.
Tang Le stood quietly in front of the porthole of the luxurious first-class cabin. The huge porthole allowed him to clearly see everything outside.
At this time, with the attack of the twelve mechas, it really attracted the attention of the five pirate warships, and the attacks on the spacecraft decreased.
However, the dense artillery fire from the warships suppressed the mechas and prevented them from getting close. Not only that, one dark yellow mecha after another flew out from the pirate warships.
There are as many as twenty of them.
Compared to interstellar fighters, mechas are more versatile. They can not only fight in space, but also on the ground. It's just that their speed and instantaneous explosive power are not as good as those of interstellar fighters, but interstellar fighters cannot fight on the ground. Therefore, for cost-effectiveness, pirates rarely equip fighters, and almost all of them are mechas. Mecha divisions are also more popular than interstellar fighter pilots. After all, mechas can be carried with you, and I haven't heard of anyone carrying a larger interstellar fighter with them. Therefore, fighter pilots are generally equipped by the federal fleet.
Twenty to twelve, plus five warships, the result is predictable. It seems that it is only a matter of time before the spaceship is destroyed.
At this moment, Tang Le suddenly frowned, and his long blue hair fluttered. Beside him, Master Le, who was also trembling at the situation outside, was suddenly surprised to find that Tang Le's long hair was now completely fluttering backwards like a cloak. His right hand also pressed on the porthole in front of him, and a faint golden light flashed by.
At this time, the captain of the spaceship watched the interstellar fighter fly away quickly through the monitoring screen, and couldn't help but wave his fist excitedly. Judging from the action of the fighter flying out of the bottom cabin, this must be a very skilled fighter pilot.