Chapter Thirty-Eight
Jia didn’t know how to feel about Erik’s taunt strategy. It’d focused additional ships on their tiny squadron led by the Munich, but it’d opened holes in the enemy line. Fleet fighters screamed through the gaps, doing their best to get into blind spots.
Taking on difficult enemies in greater numbers came with the territory of fighting the Core, but she was more used to doing it on the ground, where one good hit wouldn’t risk decompression. She loved flying, but ship battles, not so much.
Jia had been expecting the Munich’s captain to yell at them for their taunt, but the ship accelerated instead, with quick confirmations popping up on her tactical comm screen. The squadron continued forward.
An opening salvo from the Bifröst annihilated the back of a medium raider
