We only had a short window to launch a surprise attack. Thankfully, all ships were already prepared—just as I had instructed them earlier.
Without missing a beat, all turrets turned—locked—toward the single Leviathan-class ship within our sights. It was one of the Shadowless Hawks' vessels, and not just any regular unit. Judging by its configuration, it most likely housed someone of high status—possibly even a vice leader or a senior officer.
"FIRE!"
But honestly, that part didn't really matter.
On my command, every turret roared to life at once, unleashing a blazing light show that illuminated the dark void of space.
The Leviathan-class ship's shields struggled desperately as they absorbed the incoming firepower, but predictably, they didn't last very long. After all, this was a combined assault from 183 ships. No ship, no matter how advanced, could stand up to that kind of barrage indefinitely.
The shields collapsed in mere seconds, and then the hull was exposed.
