"Damn it! Everyone, if you want to make it back alive to see your wives and sons, push your speed to the limit! Aaaahhh—!" Amid the frantic roars, the red thrusters at the rear of the Spinning Top Bomber Squadron's bombers suddenly erupted with blue light. Their speed more than doubled, rising from Mach 1.5 to a full Mach 3. The overloaded super thrusters left five hundred blue trails across the stars, a spectacle both magnificent and dazzling!
However, that speed was still just a little short of enough to break directly out of the Three-Eyed Millipedes' encirclement!
The Three-Eyed Millipedes' first volley had nearly crippled ninety percent of Columbia's remaining fighters, while their second, scattered volley had been aimed almost entirely at the bomber squadron!
The bombers were fast, but energy beams were faster. Ultra-long-range, high-intensity strikes had always been the Three-Eyed Millipedes' specialty!
At the same time, at least twenty thousand energy beams shot toward the bomber squadron. Standing aboard the flagship, Kust could not help clenching his fists. Even while retreating, the five hundred bombers maintained a flying-geese formation. Behind those five hundred "geese," twenty thousand energy beams pursued them at more than five times their speed!
"Whoosh!" Just as the attack was about to catch the bomber formation, the five hundred bombers abruptly scattered. They moved with astonishing speed and turned with unbelievable agility, showing none of the inertial strain one would expect from high-speed spacecraft. At the same time, translucent pale-blue shields lit up around the bombers!
This decision had been correct. The Three-Eyed Millipedes' attacks were powerful, but unlike missiles, they could not lock on and track their targets. If twenty thousand tracking missiles had been pursuing them, those five hundred bombers would have had no chance of survival. Unfortunately for the millipedes, their