"Found it!" Sherry Birkin shouted as she looked at the clump of sludge inside the glass vessel before her.
"Where?" Shepard immediately ran over to ask.
Sherry Birkin rapidly entered a long string of commands into the control terminal. "I can't explain it to you. Give me control of the navigation system!"
"Joker! Do it now!" Shepard said without hesitation.
"Authorization granted! I'll keep handling tactical maneuvers. Navigation is yours!" Jeff Moro replied at once.
Sherry Birkin stared intently at the data displayed on the screen, then guided the Normandy forward. The ship carved a wide one-hundred-eighty-degree turn through the air, rolling rapidly to evade the encirclement of the Rotten warships as it headed toward a plateau.
The sub-consciousness cultivated by Sherry Birkin had already established contact with Mongal-Mongal's core consciousness. It constantly corrected their course, guiding the Normandy forward at high speed.
Clearly, Mongal-Mongal seemed to have realized something as well. More Rotten warships dove down from the Rotten Star Ring in Low Earth Orbit, joining the pursuit and blockade of the Normandy.
Countless shells, missiles, and lasers poured down, detonating in violent bursts of flame across the Normandy. The Deflector Shield flickered continuously, its energy draining as it blocked the attacks.
"It knows we found it." Shepard's expression was grim.
"The shields won't hold much longer!" Jeff Moro roared.
The number of Rotten warships diving from the sky had already exceeded a thousand, and it was still rising! No matter how advanced the Normandy was, it was ultimately only a frigate.
It would not last long before the Normandy was completely destroyed!
Boom! Boom! Boom!! The ship was hit again and again, its hull shaking violently. Shepard and the others grabbed onto whatever they could for support, but they were still thrown about by the tremors.
"Very close..."