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The Votan slowly shuttled under Diego's control, trying to find the best escape route. Diego looked serious, his gaze firmly fixed ahead. In a low and urgent voice, he said to Kyle, "Hurry to the gun turret under the belly of the aircraft and take control of it. Today, we may face a tough battle."
Kyle nodded, his face expressionless but with a glint of determination in his eyes. He quickly stood up and moved towards the position of the gun turret. Although he had never operated such a high-end weapon system before, in this emergency situation, he knew he had to try.
Diego looked at Kyle's back, as if wanting to say some comforting words, but ultimately didn't speak. He turned to the sound of Selena's voice and firmly replied, "The Empire's rules and demands are too much for me! And, I'm not a rebel, damn it!"
The hatch of The Votan closed slowly, isolating the outside noise and chaos. Kyle sat tensely in the control seat of the turret, gripping the control stick tightly, feeling the power beneath it. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions, preparing to face the impending conflict.
Diego is focused on controlling the spaceship, and every move he makes is filled with determination and precision. He knows that every second is a matter of life and death for them. The Votan's engine roars like a beast ready to charge, eager to break free and soar into the sky of freedom.
Selena's voice fills the cabin of The Votan, carrying a hint of mockery and disdain. Her words are sharp and cold, like a blade deliberately stimulating Diego's nerves.
"Arthur...Arthur, I really thought you were smarter." Her voice dripped with disdain. "Turns out you're just a complete idiot. Looks like we have nothing to talk about!" Selena's words came to an abrupt halt, followed by the silence of the communicator.
Diego's expression turned serious, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes. He knew that Selena's words were not just a provocation, but a declaration of war. He gripped the control stick tightly, took a deep breath, and tried to stay calm. In this moment, any panic could lead to disastrous consequences.
Kyle was waiting quietly in the turret control room, his heart racing, fully focused on the surrounding environment. He knew that once he opened fire, the situation would become extremely dangerous. But at the same time, he also understood that sometimes, battle was inevitable.
Selena's mockery and provocation felt like an invisible pressure, enveloping every corner of The Votan. The air inside the cabin seemed to grow heavy, and Kyle and Diego were both waiting for that moment that would change their fate. The Votan hung silently in the warehouse, like the calm before the storm, waiting for the arrival of the tempest.
With Selena's cold laughter and the snap of her fingers, the air around The Votan instantly froze. The soldiers' gun barrels all aimed at the spacecraft, unleashing a fierce barrage of firepower like a torrential downpour, with each bullet and energy beam posing a deadly threat to The Votan.
The electromagnetic shield on The Votan shimmered with a blue light, struggling to withstand the attacks from all directions. The shield's light trembled under the relentless assault, indicating the immense pressure it was under. Kyle anxiously watched the shield energy indicator on the control panel, knowing that this shield could not hold out forever.
Diego shouted loudly to Kyle: "Fire! Fire! Free fire!" Under Diego's determined and tense voice, Kyle gripped the control lever of the turret, his heart racing, feeling the weight on his shoulders. The Votan maneuvered under Diego's control, evading the enemy's intense gunfire in the warehouse, like an agile space fish darting through the pursuit of interstellar hunters.
Kyle aimed at each target, his fingers tightly on the fire button, feeling unprecedented pressure. He pressed the button, and the turret emitted a huge recoil, shaking every nerve in his body. It was the first time he experienced the feeling of controlling such a powerful weapon, a force that was both awe-inspiring and terrifying.
The Votan's cannon is like a roaring beast, unleashing a barrage of bullets and energy beams, each shot a powerful counterattack against pursuers. Kyle gradually adapts to this power, becoming more precise in targeting and inflicting serious damage on the enemies in the warehouse. The shells tear through the air like ferocious beasts, heading straight for the surrounding enemies. Each shell carries a sense of desperate determination, impacting the walls of the warehouse and the gathered soldiers, creating massive explosions and flames.
The air around the spaceship becomes scorching due to the explosions of the shells, causing chaos and panic. The soldiers attempt to shoot at The Votan, but their attacks appear feeble against the spaceship's powerful firepower and Diego's skilled control.
Selena's face turned angry as she roared, commanding more soldiers to join the attack. But Kyle and Diego were like two brave warriors, facing numerous difficulties without flinching.
Diego focused on maneuvering the spaceship, doing his best to avoid enemy fire. He skillfully operated the control panel, allowing The Votan to maneuver flexibly in this narrow space, cleverly dodging the enemy's attacks.
Suddenly, Selena's voice appeared again on the communicator, with a hint of sarcasm: "Arthur, do you really think you can escape? The power of the empire is beyond your imagination!" Her voice seemed to carry an unmistakable anger and frustration.
Diego's mouth curled into a mocking smile as he replied, "Perhaps you've forgotten, Selena, I was once one of the empire's most outstanding pilots. In this galaxy, I always find a way to survive."
The battle rages on, and The Votan and its crew have shown remarkable courage and perseverance in this life-and-death struggle. Every dodge, every counterattack, is a testament to their yearning for freedom and their defiance of fate. In this moment, Kyle and Diego face their greatest challenge together.
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