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"Crap."

Both of my hands are clenching the main controller of the ship, while my teeth clenched the two pieces of muscles grew on my face-- Which is called "lips"-- and pulled up the thing between. I prayed that this "Solemn" lvl-eight destroyer could turned around fast like an MK2 "Desert Eagle", but even students with simple physics knew that the bigger the mass, the larger the inertia.

The sound came out from the engine should be pleasant to the ear--Like the Special Jazz in space, or robotic version of Micheal Jackson. Now the engine was half- dead, while the other half smoked like grandmas big, old oven-- Gladly the smoke did not get into the control room, as long as that gunship did not shoot out a torpedo or Hatch breaker limpet-- I am safe.

temporarily.

I should shout out something-- Such as "All hail the Empire", or "Long live the Alliance", but I didnt. My throat was dry like hell, and when I finally pulled the controller with the force of whole body, successfully made the ship faced front, What I saw was that Federation "Order" facing right at me, include its six dark eyes made by cannon barrels.

"Hull capability--sixty-percent." Said by Ice-cold Automatic-Dock-Assistance, also known as ADA, repeated the same old "alert" word once and once again, --Even though this time, I was not trying to jump into the sun, or land on a planet with full speed. Temperatures raised in the speed my skin could feel, followed by a fierce shiver of my ship that almost shake me out of the seat.

It is vacuum in space, so that tremble means I was shot.

Thruster powered by Fusang operated with max rating, crushing towards the giant metal thing in front of my ship. I raised my hand, wiped the sweat on my forehead. Somehow, my mouth twitched into a weird shape, looks like a jokers smile.

"It is now playing the Take on me of A-ha band." I spoke into the microphone, "I was hoping that I can listen to the climax of Vitas 7th Element when I try to kill myself."

Silent as always. I shrank the muscle of my chest, suck airs in my lung-- Smelt like gunpowders, and pressed the button for "receive weapon", while my other hand pulled down the wire for ECS communications.

That Federal gunship did not stop firing just because I put my weapon down. 20 millimetres bullets and 40 millimetres cannon shell knocked on the body of my ship, like kids throwing rocks on some oldsters window.

"Wake up, the accomplice of Empire!" Young voice spreader from the communications-- The pilot against me must be young, "It is time for you to give consciousness!"

"Well, let me show you." I clenched my teeth, ground with force, "It is a bad idea to not take a look at how many signals are on your Fusang energy detector."

My Solemn chinned up before crashing. The whole body was perpendicular to that gunship, straight and beautiful like figures on math class. Pilot of gunship probably did not realized I would show the belly straight to him-- Which made him slowed down, to avoid collided with the ship.

That was the moment she was waiting for.

The gate on belly suddenly opened, and in a second I could feel the release of a heavy thing. Lighter weight of this thing made the Solemn rushed even faster, fast enough to sprint to the closest space debris, hided most of the ship in it, and watch the show.

The giant force pushed that small meteor forward speedy, fast as the gunship pilot could not even realized that it was only inches away from his cockpit. The small meteor suppressed down its nose, hundreds of 12 millimetres bullets poured out from the cracks located at the body. It was rapid and tiny-- Enough for facing the cockpit of that gunship without even expose under the firepower.

She pulled the trigger. After the flash, the space resumed its silence and darkness. Like nothing ever happened-- Except the left part of that gunship. Looked at the extent of damage of it, pilot inside must became a mangled body already. The carrier, "Imperial messenger", shot out a hook after circled around the gunship.

Pilot came out of the carrier. She supported her body with one hand, slipped her body through the tight cracks of broken cockpit. She soon came out, with a pad-look thing in her hand. "This one is on me." She said, with uncontrollable smile.

"Drinks on you tonight?" She felt out me before stepped into water, since she did not get any reply on the last word.

"Yeah, Drinks on me tonight." I dropped into the chair, had a vision of her, took off that cumbersome space suit and walked over when swaying her hips.

"Excellent work, Scarlet."

"Who do you even think I am?" She opened up the face cover. Her face figures made by holographic project smiled to me.