Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 717 Hunting Ground
For space fighters, speed is life.

On the battlefield, only constant maneuvering is the best shield to protect yourself.

However, the speed that the space fighter is proud of cannot catch up with a shuttle.

The purpose of the shuttle is basically to carry out transportation and escort work between starships or near space stations. In other words, they are migrant workers doing odd jobs.

However, space fighters are real military weapons. It is equivalent to a group of professional soldiers being unable to defeat a civilian worker.

——What a fucking black humor.

"Don't be reckless. The pilot of that shuttle is no ordinary man."

Even with the environmental suppression, the shuttle's movements are too exaggerated. It looks more flexible than the space fighter, even though the space fighter has an absolute advantage in terms of data.

Well, there is only one reason, his driving skills are amazing.

Every turn is precise and without any loss of speed, only in this way can you maintain full speed.

"Keep chasing. If the information in the briefing is correct, the shuttle doesn't have much energy."

After all, it was dug out from the ruins, so the energy of this thing is probably not even half full. In order to fight for a long time, space fighters are equipped with extra-large fuel tanks, which are also filled with fuel before departure.

Although it's a bit of an unfair victory, as long as the opponent's energy is forced to be exhausted, he will be nothing more than a shooting target.

As soon as this thought came to Hall's mind, he saw a layer of orange flash suddenly on his left side, and one of the friendly icons on the screen disappeared.

"Echo 3 reports! Can you hear me? Echo 3!"

"Echo 5 calls Echo 1, confirming that Echo 3 is destroyed, but the driver has not escaped."

Hall's breathing suddenly paused, was he defeated?

By what?
"Echo 7 to Echo 1, it's a mine! That bastard has spread mines among the meteorites!"

Impossible, could he have predicted which route we would take?!

There are countless meteorites in the star rings, and therefore countless routes.

Given the size of the shuttle, it is impossible for it to carry a large number of mines. It is very likely that there are less than 5 mines. Even if such a small number of mines are deployed, they must be deployed on a certain route to be truly useful. Otherwise, it will simply be a waste of space junk.

Not only can he easily avoid meteorites at full speed, but he can also calmly analyze the pursuers' route and lay mines while completing these actions.

For the first time, Hall felt a chill from an opponent he had never met before. It was as if the shuttle they were tracking could not only see what was ahead, but could even grasp a 360-degree view of every movement around it.

"Engine light lost! Damn it, this place is full of interference, my radar can't lock!"

The shuttle's engine light that was flickering in front of the cockpit suddenly disappeared, as if it had melted into the meteorite.

Meteorites are not just stones. Many of them have high metal content, which greatly affects radar tracking and detection.

The other party suddenly disappeared. Could it be that it hit a meteorite?
No, in that case, you should see an orange explosion flash.

A strong sense of uneasiness flashed through Hall's mind, and he immediately opened the channel:

"Echo 1, notify everyone, immediately move upwards and away from the star ring. Repeat, immediately move upwards and away from the star ring!"

Upon hearing the order, all members of the Echo Squadron raised their noses, ready to cross the planetary belt and fly above.

When they looked up, they saw that the engine light that had disappeared before was faintly visible among the countless meteorites above.

Hall's heart skipped a beat. Oh no! We are the prey!
–‐‐——–‐‐——“Echo Squadron reports that three of their planes were destroyed.”

"Captain Hall sent emergency code 335, requesting support."

"Two more space fighters from Echo Squadron have lost telemetry signals. We are reconfirming them."

Listening to the report from the other end of the line, Carlos wanted to pull out all the hair on his face.

This is not right, Alyssa can't be such an awesome driver.

Carlos watched Alyssa grow up, and he knew best what she was capable of.

Could it be that the shuttle was being driven by Long's crystal ball?
That's not very likely. Long's mechanical body was sent to the maintenance room. How can she control it? Her mind?
But now no matter what Carlos said, the two captains of the other side would not believe it. They originally thought he was just a target, but they didn't expect that they would become the target themselves.

Are you sure you want to encircle and suppress, not be encircled and suppressed?
One or two space fighters are nothing, and the pilots are not worth much, and there are too many retired pilots.

But if there are ten or twenty units, that would be no small number.

Carlos knew that instead of studying why Alyssa was so good at fighting, it would be better to do something more practical.

"You two, this situation is beyond the expectations of all of us."

"Why, do you want to back out?"

"Of course not, I mean..."

Carlos took a deep breath:

"You two can send your forces over, but I will bear all the losses."

If Alyssa doesn't die, he won't be able to completely control the starship, and she is also a huge hidden danger. Although the situation is unexpected, it is better to bleed heavily than to fail to eliminate the root of the problem.

It is impossible for a starship to have only twenty or thirty space fighters, even if the recycler's ship is not as good as the regular army.

Both sides still had trump cards in their hands, but they were shocked by the loss and dared not increase their bets.

Carlos's words were equivalent to telling them not to worry about increasing their bets and that he would cover all the expenses.

On the left side of the screen, the Dragonborn Captain smiled slightly:
"Captain Carlos is very generous, but my pilots are not cheap."

"Of course I know."

On the other side, the pirate-looking man snorted angrily:
"I hope you remember your promise, otherwise we will sell your boat."

Carlos also wanted to send out his space fighter, but the pilots were all from the combat troops, and he had no way of commanding them. If they knew that he was going to hunt down Alyssa, they would probably rebel directly.

Since you can't move your own space fighters, you can only move others, it just costs some money.

Carlos has some savings after working in the recycling business for these years. As long as he can get rid of Alyssa, all this will be easy.

Although both captains were not very polite, since Carlos had expressed his position, they naturally had no worries and ordered their fighter planes to take off.

Above the gas planet's star rings, dozens of fighter jets were dispatched from the airlocks one after another and quickly formed into formations. More fighter jets were still carrying out supply operations. It wouldn't be long before a huge fleet of hundreds of space fighter jets was formed.

If outsiders saw this, they would think that they were going to have a space war. They would never have imagined that such a large team was just going to encircle and destroy a shuttle.

(End of this chapter)