Bab 1148: 1148 Not Fast Enough

The moment that they lifted off from the ground, the Great Enemy had noticed them, and when they got to fifty kilometres away, the optimal firing range for the adaptive energy weapons inside an atmosphere, the Cruiser began firing drop pods at the surface in rapid fashion.

[Hey, don't those look awfully familiar?] Max asked as the teardrop shaped pods hurtled toward the ground.

[I swear those are cargo drop pods. Or more correctly, OUR cargo drop pods. I can see the Kepler military stamp on them.] Nico agreed.

[Well, that's a mystery for another day. Make sure that they haven't corrupted a ship full of humans once the pods open, but let's get these shields down.] Max growled as his weapons system charged.