Space War! Shrimp-Men Infighting?

"Hit whoever's closest."

That clearly didn't sound like a refined tactical arrangement.

But the assault team—or rather, the suicide squad players—were pinned immobile against the rear of the cabin by the acceleration and raised no objections.

They were practically being squashed into little pancakes. Who had the time to worry about anything else?

First, steal a big ship!

If it really was a dwarven ship, then fine—they wouldn't hit too hard and could return it after the battle.

As long as they could escape this unbearable state, anything went!

Things improved far faster than they had expected—

Once the spacecraft crossed the Kármán line and entered space, the force crushing them into a lump greatly weakened.

They could even push away the dozens of people piled on top of them with just a slight lift of an arm.

The previously heavy assault armor now felt weightless.

Then even the metal floor beneath their feet slowly drifted away.

As the players gradually spread apart, they immediately realized what had happened:

"We're in space already? That fast?"

"So this is what zero gravity feels like? Pretty interesting!"

"Stop playing around. Get ready to fight!"

"I suggest you find something to hold on to. When the captain hits the brakes—"

Before the last guy could finish, the captain he mentioned had already "hit the brakes."

Under the force of inertia, the players who had just drifted apart shot toward the bow again and were squeezed into a heap once more.

But before they could complain, Yan Luo's voice rang out again:

"Everyone, prepare!"

"The Cloud Nexus has entered the combat zone!"

"The side hatch will open in fifteen seconds. Now! Peregrine Battle Armor, activate at full power!"

"Vector engines, begin preheating!"

"Maximum vacuum assault range: 460 meters. Ten-second countdown—"

"10!"

"9!"

Yan