Reborn as a Pea Shooter

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As soon as the voice fell, the patrol ship suddenly accelerated, and in the blink of an eye it appeared in the center of the eight space tanks.

No instructions were needed, the entire spacecraft was fully powered, dazzling beams of light whizzed around like they were free, bursts of white light suddenly appeared, and the roar was deafening.

Ming Fei was a little nervous at first, but after successfully destroying a tank, he was completely excited.

Who among the earthlings born in the 1980s, especially the earth men, has not played shooting games? From the earliest subor game consoles to psp, p2p... to desktops, laptops and Aped. I have loved shooting games for more than ten years. I am so excited to play real-life CS with a fake gun, not to mention that now I am using a real patrol warship!

Especially you only need to launch and don’t need to control the direction!

Until now, Ming Fei completely understood the intention of Fanla's arrangement. It was too difficult to control the flight of the warship, especially such a clever one that required both avoiding missiles and aiming at enemy aircraft. If it was Ming Fei, a rookie, he would have crashed without anyone attacking him!

Moreover, when the route was stable, Ming Fei only needed to seize the opportunity to attack, without any worries at all.

It felt like playing a game with a plug-in, automatically locking and aiming, and he only needed to release skills to defeat everyone. This was absolutely too cool!

He was very happy, but Fanla was a little surprised.

Indeed, there were only him and Ming Fei in the entire warship, and Ming Fei, a little pea, obviously had never touched a warship, let alone operated it. You know... Under normal circumstances, a patrol warship in Palant would require dozens of elves to coordinate to ensure navigation.

This certainly couldn't be expected from a little pea seedling, so the task of flying was given to Fanla.

But even His Majesty Vanla, who had received special training and experienced many battles, wanted to control the flight and the attack system at the same time. It was not impossible, but it was very difficult.

There was only one little pea left in the cabin, so he had to let him go into battle.

However, Vanla did not have much hope. His original intention was not to destroy all eight chariots. As long as he could rely on clever evasion and increased speed to get rid of the chariots and escape from the battlefield, it would be a good result.

But in any case, he did not expect that a pea seedling could exert such a powerful attack power!

You know, operating the attack system does not require Ming Fei to press buttons crazily as he thought. Without strong mental power, it is impossible to awaken the attack power.

And mental power is largely proportional to one's own energy. The stronger the power accumulated, the tougher the mental power, and the more amazing the power released when operating.

Vanla could clearly see the energy in the pea seedlings without opening his eyes. Although he had guided him to expand his mind-sensing energy, he was definitely very talented to activate it to this extent in just one time.

Thinking of this, an idea formed in his mind.

While manipulating the patrol ship to make various incredible flying postures, cleverly avoiding attacks from all directions, on the other hand, he quietly connected his mind-sensing to Mingfei.

"Little pea, you did a good job."

Mingfei was fighting hard, but he still felt that he was cheating: "You are still good at operation..."

"Of course." Someone accepted this typical compliment without hesitation.

Mingfei's mouth twitched, thinking of this person's narcissism, and swallowed the rest of the sentence back. If he said it all, this peacock would not lift its gorgeous tail to the sky.

Ignoring him no longer, Mingfei began to concentrate his energy, aim, and fire!

Seven of the eight chariots have been destroyed, leaving only one.

Ming Fei was full of enthusiasm and was ready to end the battle in one go. He had already aimed and was about to fire, but the patrol ship suddenly made a sharp turn and was out of range.

Ming Fei's head hurt because of the sharp turn. Although he was a little angry, he was able to calm down.

Vanla was definitely not a mistake, and there was nothing unusual in their ship, and there was no danger.

At the moment when he was about to attack, such a sharp turn could only mean one thing.

Vanla wanted to keep this chariot.

His dizzy head recovered from the collision, and before Vanla could speak, he said: "If you want to keep this chariot, just say it, why bother so much."

Hearing him say this, Vanla was a little surprised. Although he couldn't see his expression, his voice was full of interest: "Why should I keep it?"

Ming Fei wanted to hold his forehead. Did this narcissistic peacock really think he was a three-year-old child and test him with questions?

In fact, after entering the patrol ship and connecting to the patrol ship's intelligent brain, Ming Fei had some considerations in his mind. Although I don't know much, I can't help but get some of his thoughts by following Vanla's thoughts, for example... this patrol ship is not strong enough for warp propulsion, so it can't travel faster than light, and it's impossible to sail too far.

In this way... this small ship can't take them home.

The structure of the patrol ship is actually very complicated. It is second only to the mothership in size, but its combat power is almost comparable to that of the mothership.

After all, it is patrolling above the planet. In order to strengthen the defense capability and attack strength, the power reactor of warp propulsion is greatly weakened or even cancelled.

In this way, although the patrol ship's combat effectiveness and short-range endurance have been improved, it can only guard one planet and is limited here.

And Vanla and Mingfei, their purpose is to return to Palant.

Unable to perform warp propulsion and superluminal travel, driving this conspicuous patrol ship, even if there is no pursuit of Zanmubo's warship, it is estimated that it will take a thousand years to return to Palant...

Therefore, Vanla's intention is obvious.

However, Mingfei also has doubts. The patrol ship cannot perform warp propulsion. Then can the space chariot in front of him, which is half the size of the patrol ship, travel at superluminal speed?

As soon as this doubt was asked, Vanla answered him: "The space chariot is a small fighter equipped to cooperate with the mothership-class battleship. Although it has the ability of warp propulsion, its endurance is very poor. It is absolutely impossible to return to Palant with it."

"Then why leave him?"

Vanla said meaningfully: "Bait."

Mingfei was slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized that this was the plan.

Seeing that he understood, Vanla said briskly: "Little Pea, do you dare to try?"

Ming Fei smiled: "What are you afraid of!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ming Fei keenly felt Vanla's invitation. Without hesitation, his thoughts and feelings were connected. In just a moment, he broke through the narrow space of the patrol ship and looked out at the universe.

Although he had an idea in his mind, Ming Fei was not so clear about how to operate it.

But fortunately, he didn't need to do anything. Vanla took care of it all at once.

Only this one of the eight tanks was left. To be honest, they were under great pressure. Although they had sent a distress signal to the mothership that had just left, no matter how fast they were, they could not match the thundering attack in front of them.

Seeing that the eighth tank was about to be broken into pieces, the patrol ship that had already turned into a ghost suddenly stopped attacking!

The fifth squad in the space tank suddenly broke away from the arms of the god of death, and none of them reacted yet.

Then, a strong beam of light attacked the rear of the chariot mercilessly, and a series of alarms sounded in the cabin. After the earth-shaking shock stopped, Charles, the captain of the fifth team, was the first to get up. He quickly checked the fault.

It seems that the patrol ship missed the target? It did not destroy it in one shot, but only destroyed the power reactor. Seeing that the energy of the shield directly above had dropped to the red line, it was only one shot away from being damaged.

Charles felt cold in his heart. If the shield was damaged, their death was imminent...

However, the final blow was delayed.

At the moment when the shield was damaged, Vanla and Mingfei had already invaded the interior of the space chariot. The two divided the work and cooperated. Vanla went to invade the chariot's brain, while Mingfei was trying to copy the appearance, voice and some of the usual expressions and gestures of Charles and his deputy.

The two completed it almost immediately.

The intelligent brain that controlled the chariot did not need the two to make any action at all. The self-defense system of the intelligent brain was enough to deal with the "hostile" characters in the entire chariot.

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This time, unlike Vanla's all-round and large-scale attack spells, the self-defense of the intelligent brain was to mobilize the internal attack equipment.

When more than a dozen people in the cabin did not react, they were bombed to death by the equipment they were familiar with.

This scene was truly bloody and cruel. The blood of the elves was also red, and the posture of death was equally terrifying.

It was just that the thoughts followed and attached to Vanla, but Mingfei still felt like vomiting.

Although he thought of this result, he saw with his own eyes that the body's endurance was not as strong as he imagined.

Vanla sighed: "You go back first."

Mingfei said with a stiff face: "I'm fine."

Vanla did not speak again, did not ask him to leave again, but just silently watched the fifteen dark elves in the cabin die.

After the intelligent brain stopped attacking, he issued a series of instructions and took Ming Fei back to the patrol ship.

Everything went according to plan, and the space station car connected with the patrol ship without any defense.

At the same time, Vanla and Ming Fei stood up from their seats, took a small aircraft, left the patrol ship, and entered the empty space chariot.

To see the bloody massacre scene with his own eyes, Ming Fei was still very uncomfortable.

But after getting off the aircraft and opening his eyes, he was slightly stunned.

The inside of the chariot... was very clean, and the blood and limbs of the corpses were all gone, and it was brand new...

Vanla said: "The intelligent brain has been cleaned, and it is necessary to forge the scene."

Despite this, Ming Fei still breathed a sigh of relief. It's good not to face the impact again.

Without wasting any more time, Ming Fei showed Vanla the information of Charles and another dark elf that he had copied before through the intelligent brain.

In just one second, the dead Charles and his deputy Maca were standing in the cabin again.

‘Charles’ looked at ‘Macka’ and suddenly asked, “Can’t bear it? Sympathize with them?”

‘Macka’ paused, his short brown hair covering his eyes: “No, they are the enemy.” He raised his head and looked at ‘Charles’, “If we sympathize with the enemy, we will be the only ones to die.”