Luo curled his lips and showed a middle finger to the illusion in his mind: "I want to resurrect your mom and then launch her into the Usoob Bug Nest."
A camera located somewhere was angrily crushed, and the shuttle Luo boarded was hit by an air-to-air missile from a tricky angle. The already faltering shield instantly died out, one engine was swallowed by a fireball, the body shook violently, and then fell into the "abyss" covered by darkness beneath the giant wall, spinning and spewing thick smoke.
The pursuing firepower from behind struck like a storm, continuously tearing apart the armor plates on the shuttle, and puncturing the futilely restarted shield system once more.
The sound of explosions was like being right next to the ear.
Luo's hand had long since left the control lever, only two mechanical limbs were still stabbed into the console. She leaned back, happily saying to the in-cabin broadcast: "Boys — hold tight, we're going to crash land!"
