The [Super Tiger Special Type b3000] had just sprayed a few bursts from its Triple Machine Guns and Machine Cannons, destroying several Space Fighters.
The commander on the other side immediately panicked, but he still roared to boost morale.
"Don't be afraid! There's only Purple Dea—pah, we don't even know if he's the real thing.
There's only one blue guy on their side. We have an absolute numerical advantage.
The front line, pull back! Rear line, provide cover! Everyone, aim and fire! Hit him! Hit him with everything you've got!"
At his command, aside from the units closest to Thor that swiftly withdrew, the remaining hundred-odd units launched an attack at the same time.
Beams, missiles, and Machine Cannon fire poured forth in a dense barrage like a rainstorm.
"Woohoo! Now this is a bit of a challenge!"
Thor smoothly moved the control stick at his side, his feet rhythmically pressing the pedals that controlled the thruster output.
The blue [Super Tiger] became like a streak of blue across a black canvas in space, constantly twisting and turning amid explosions, sketching out a beautiful image across the cosmic canvas.
This only made the Earth Federation Army soldiers even more nervous and panicked.
"Sir, our attacks are ineffective! What should we do?!"
"Don't give up! Keep attacking! Once he gets tired, he'll definitely reveal an opening."
But after shutting off communications, the commander stared guiltily at his palms, which were continuously breaking out in cold sweat, and muttered in panic.
"That reaction speed... Newtype! He has to be a Newtype. I'm dead, I'm dead. This has to be the Purple Reaper himself..."
Meanwhile, Thor, who was drawing the bulk of the firepower, was having the time of his life. Even while dodging and attacking, he did not forget to show off