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When the missile struck the Train of Harmony at an astonishing speed, the entire ship let out a tremendous roar. This sound shook everyone to their core, like the sudden explosion of thunder in the sky right next to their ears. The ship trembled from the sudden impact, as if a massive hammer had struck a hollow metal sheet, producing a deep and powerful sound.
At this moment, the Missionaries inside the cabin still maintained their devotion. Even in this life-or-death situation, they involuntarily swayed but remained kneeling, tightly gripping their scriptures, and continuously reciting prayers, hoping to receive protection from their faith in The Cult of the Celestial Worm.
However, not everyone is as devout as the Missionaries. Jim seemed unusually excited in the midst of this chaos, as if this kind of danger and excitement was what he was seeking. Even in this perilous moment, his eyes were filled with a glint of seeking excitement, as if this sudden attack was just the beginning of another adventure.
People around had different reactions to Jim's behavior; some thought he was crazy, while others were infected by his optimism, trying to find a shred of comfort in this chaos.
After the sudden attack on the ship, the atmosphere inside the cabin became extremely tense. Sarah quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, stood up, her face filled with anger and confusion. She loudly questioned those around her, her voice full of shock and fear: "Damn it! What's going on? We're just a transport ship, why have we become a target?"
Leo also stood up, his expression showing his concern. He glanced at the missionaries and other passengers on the ship, then turned to Sarah, responding in a low and serious voice: "The Train of Harmony, despite its massive size, has no armaments, no means of self-defense. If this kind of attack continues, no matter how sturdy the ship is, it won't withstand the continuous barrage of gunfire."
This conversation reveals an unsettling truth: even a massive transport ship can become a target in the midst of interstellar warfare. In such a scenario, every person on board becomes especially vulnerable, and each external attack could lead to unpredictable consequences. Leo and Sarah's conversation not only highlights their awareness of the current situation, but also hints at the impending challenges and dangers to come.
As the red alert lights flashed, the atmosphere on the Train of Harmony suddenly became extremely tense. At that moment, the interstellar space outside the window suddenly became lively, with several Star Alliance small cruisers and fighters whizzing by, seemingly carefully observing the situation on the Train of Harmony. Leo immediately sensed this abnormal sign, clearly indicating that the Star Alliance was preparing for further action. He was startled and quickly turned to shout to Sarah, "Get down!" His tone was filled with urgency and concern.
Almost at the moment Leo issued a warning, a Star Alliance fighter suddenly launched a fierce attack on the Train of Harmony. The intense gunfire pounded the thick hull of the ship like a merciless rain, producing a deafening roar. The entire ship trembled from the sudden assault, as if being drilled by a massive electric drill, each impact causing everyone present to feel their hearts tighten.
At the moment when the Star Alliance fighter attacked the Train of Harmony, the entire ship seemed to be a small boat being battered by giant waves, teetering on the edge. The intense gunfire not only left marks on the ship's hull, but also planted seeds of panic in everyone's hearts. Leo and Sarah crouched in a corner of the cabin, their faces pale, nervously observing the situation around them. Their breathing became rapid, and the sound of their heartbeats thundered in their ears.
At the most intense moment of the attack, one could almost feel the vibration of each missile hitting the hull, a force that seemed to penetrate every inch of the ship's steel. However, the astonishingly sturdy structure of the Train of Harmony appeared capable of withstanding such an assault, yet each tremor after impact was still terrifying. Jim's excitement seemed out of place in this atmosphere, his eyes flashing with a desire for challenge, contrasting sharply with the panic around him.
The ship's shields appeared increasingly fragile under the sustained attack, and the captain's voice through the intercom attempted to reassure every soul on board, telling them to stay calm and that faith would guide them through. However, with each round of strafing from the fighter jets, maintaining composure became increasingly difficult. Leo took a deep breath, trying to suppress his fear, knowing that at this moment, they needed not only the strength of faith, but also the perseverance and courage of each other.
In the chaos of the attack on the Train of Harmony, Leo's gaze involuntarily turned to Emily, who was still sleeping. Her calm face formed a sharp contrast with the tense atmosphere around her, as if not even a real interstellar war could disturb her dreams. Leo was filled with wonder, not understanding how she could sleep so deeply in such a situation. He even suspected that if someone could sleep so soundly in these circumstances, she must possess some kind of extraordinary ability, perhaps an absolute trust in her surroundings or a certain inner peace.
At the same time, Jim displayed a completely different attitude. He stood by the window with great enthusiasm, watching the gunfire outside intently. To him, it seemed like an outstanding performance, and every flash of the shells brought an excited smile to his face. His attitude sharply contrasted with the panic of the people around him, as if he was completely unaware of the current danger, or perhaps, for someone who had experienced countless battles, such scenes had become a normal part of life.
Leo observed Jim's reaction, and couldn't help but feel deep respect for his courage and madness. However, this respect was mixed with worry, fearing that this fearless attitude would one day lead him into real danger. In the torrent of interstellar war, everyone sought the meaning of survival in their own way, whether through deep sleep or through the mad pursuit of battle.
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