Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

Mr. Taylor, we have roughly 60 seconds to intercept.

"Rikai Xiaomei. Path right forward. Engine shutdown. Left turning 30 degrees. We're going to miss the timing of the enemy."

Taro shifts the ship's needle to the right for a while before tilting its hull to the left. From the enemy's point of view, the plum will look diagonal.

"From pram to stardust. How's that? Work in progress?

"" This is Stardust. If it's going, it's going, but it's not very fragrant. I can't use the pier, so I'm getting a direct ride in my space suit, but I don't think they're used to it. ""

"This is Plum, roger. I know you've noticed, but the enemy's out there. I want you to hurry as fast as you can."

"" This is Stardust. Yeah, I know. We should be accommodated in 15 minutes. Good luck. "]

Let the voice brought to you by the comms machine stare at Taro. Fifteen minutes on a daily basis and so on, but that feels multiple times as long in battle.

"Lucky for you... this already seems like an unlucky situation. Damn. All turret firing begins. Let's make sure we finish one at a time."

From the diffusion of the beam by radiation, the shooting begins at a closer distance than usual, when the beam of Article 8 rushes through space with a blue light, eventually disappearing into nowhere.

"Damn, Flair's activity is unstable. The dose isn't stable."

When Taro tongues at the star Adela's strong light, he makes a correction to the projectile calculation. Eventually, when the beam thrown out again captures the enemy aircraft, one attack after another is launched from the radially spread enemy.

"Ugh!! Dating is a one-on-one market, isn't it? This is the end of the line!!

Although the beam of nearly twenty enemies was spared only the first bullet, the gradually modifying ballistics eventually begin to capture the hull of the pram.

"Marl, can you jam?

Marl answers "I'll try" to Taro's voice. A new Pram beam jammer starts operating using a fraction of the sales and begins to curve the orbit of the flying beam.

"Oh, no, this one's fine. Switch between strong and weak on a regular basis to the extent that the device cannot be forced. You'll get a lot of time. Plum, I asked for shield control."

Tyrannosaurus breathes relief that the amount of shield left that would normally have begun to diminish will continue to show a value that is much closer to 90%. The shield controlled by Xiaomei pushes the battery drain to the limit by activating only the required amount successfully.

"You can do a good job of controlling such a fucking difficult beam shield... That's the all-purpose AI Xiaomei"

The shield on board the ship will run out of batteries in less than thirty seconds if it continues to be fully opened and used. Shields are not used constantly, like so-called barriers, but are activated at the moment the opponent's attack hits.

Furthermore, the power of the diffused beam does not simply lead to a decrease in the amount of battery, but shield strength when activated is used from the battery. This means that the enemy beam will have a power of 10, but it will be 100, but if it produces the same 100 shield strength, it will use the same amount of battery. 10 for 10. Ideally, it will generate 100 shields for 100. However, it can be said that it is very difficult to determine the proper value due to various factors such as the angle, position, and attenuation of the projectile.

"Thank you, Mr. Taylor. But there's no such thing as getting used to."

Taro laughs bitterly at Xiao Mei's voice. Sure, there's nothing you can't do, but keep shield control over beams emitted out of disorder from as many as 20 objects. Taro thinks that would be a task that would drive me crazy just to imagine.

"Mr. Taylor. The opponent simply appears to be making adjustments to the shooting due to the difference between ballistics and targets. Why don't we move the ship's orbit irregularly?

"Um, not a bad idea, but let's not do it now. Maybe I should turn off the beam jammer when the battery sucks and do that. Let's prioritize shooting accuracy now."

"I see. Copy that, Mr. Taylor. Enemy number six and nine are silent. Number seven is alive, but it's presumed they're using some kind of jamming device."

"I see. Later, then. Priority is to reduce the number"

"Hey Taylor, the number of hostile reactions on the radar hasn't changed. Isn't this a bad idea?

Taro rushes to Marl's voice to confirm the display. If she does keep flirting with the numbers that she's right, the number of reactions rises by about three. Despite the fact that Pram keeps hitting his opponent off.

"Damn, you're even coming out of the other side of the station. This is the optical scan… Next time you want to buy a stabilizer (stabilizer) for the scanner?

"Even a narrow cabin will be even narrower. What about that as a haulier?

"Shouldn't we talk about that later, Mr. Taylor? Miss, Marr. It's time to get half the shield remaining, but by contrast, the combat time assumed has not reached half. I thought it might be a less fragrant situation."

"Stick to it," blurted Taro in Xiao Mei's sober voice. Several of the leaked enemies have been attacking to surround the plum, continuing to spit out high hit bullets from close range. Plum has already shot down more than ten enemies, but the number of enemies never shows how they will decrease.

"This is Plum. Alan, how's it going over there? This one looks a little tight."

"" This is Stardust. Sorry, it's going to be late. So far I have accommodated about 30%. I don't have any space suits for kids, so I'm in a lot of trouble. ""

"What do you mean, for kids... it was the kid who put them away?

"" Oh, right. Not all of them, but they're just small. According to the story, he was given priority and evacuated to the control tower, but the entrance and exit were blocked by an accident. It's a story that makes me want to curse God that the first thing I tried to do was to help him. ""

To Alan's report, silence comes aboard Plum's ship.

"... Hey, Xiaomei. After the shield level goes to zero, how much can the plum fight?

Taro, who makes the calculations necessary for the battle, but emits like a whine. Xiaomei looks up at Taro and opens her mouth.

"Unknown, Mr. Taylor. Without a shield, you can rely on armor, but not everything on the ship is protected by armoured plates. I know it's a lot of time if it's simply time to stay afloat, except when it comes to your ability to continue fighting. I was wondering if it was due to luck."

"Okay," Taro said in Xiao Mei's answer. When he turns to the shield level, which is still decreasing, he becomes ready.

"With the exception of the ship's centre, compartment blockade. If there's air, there 'll be an explosion. The spare shield will do everything possible to protect the engine."

I guess I felt that intention in the voice of Taro. "Okay," Marl said in a quiet voice. After a while, a vibration comes on board and the sound of heavy doors closing from afar is heard.

"Ha... I guess the shipment other than the container will be wiped out. I don't know what else to do, it's devastating."

"Right...... but you should make money again. I can't replace my life. Confirm the 20th enemy. But your enemies have been helpful. Wouldn't it have been over if we'd been attacked at the same time?

"Sure. I'm simply acting" close to attack ". If we start acting like a weaver, that might shake the empire."

"That's the beginning of an era when you won't be welcome, Mr. Taylor. Come on, it's time for the shield to poke the bottom. Both of you," Good luck. ""

Taro and Marl smile at Xiao Mei's voice. Eventually, within no amount, the shield's residual gauge points to zero, bringing strong vibration to the hull.

"Ugh!! Damn, the shield is so shaky!!

Taro squeezes the seat hard into the shock like he was beaten with cancer. The display is disturbed for a moment and reverts back to normal again.

"Top armoured plate damaged, damage level 4. Turret no. 3 damaged. Looks like one of the cannons was burned, but I can still shoot."

"Copy that. Plum, let me know as soon as they use the warp jammer. If we don't do something about it first, it's cosmic dust."

"Yes, sir, Mr. Taylor. Enemy 25 down, 12 silent. 85% spare shield residue"

Taro eats his teeth off repeated shocks. Small screaming marl. The three keep waiting for Alan's report and just keep fighting hard. Shooting, jamming and dodging exercises. The light point on the radar intrudes to surround the plum, reminiscent of a poor man with a hive.

- "30% Hull Damage Rate Yellow Alert" -

Warnings displayed in BISHOP. The ship rocks heavily, delivering some deafening bursting sound from somewhere in Taro's ear.

"Mr. Taylor, the fourth block bulkhead has been damaged. We will destroy the third cargo. Enemy 34, 28 silent. The total number has increased to 42 aircraft. An anomaly occurred in the control mechanism of the spare shield. Switch to Manual"

Xiao Mei's eyes move on the screen irrespectively, and his hand begins to manipulate the controller at a speed that is approximately impossible for humans. Big vibration there. And a blast.

"Turret number two blew up every turret. All the neighborhoods are dysfunctional (red)! Taylor, that's the limit!!

"Damn, Alan!! Not yet!! No more over here!!

Taro shouting over the comms.

At this point, thirteen minutes and thirty seconds have elapsed since the battle began. Taro had a minute and a half left to target, and he felt as if he was forever.