Bab 49: A Tiny Explosion

"That would be the one," confirmed my helmet. I needed to come up with a name for her. She quite clearly had a bubbly personality and referring to her just as my helmet seemed a bit… weird.

"Fuck," I grumbled under my breath, preparing myself to leave the craft again in order to take the drive out of the slot and put it into the control center of the fighter.

"Or I could tell you how to fly this ship without Jun Li's help," continued the helmet slyly.

"How?" I asked skeptically. I mean, I wouldn't put it past my helmet to try and one-up Jun Li and not care if it screwed me over or not.

"This whole ship is Saalistaja design and technology. I don't know how they actually managed it, but they did. And if it is Saalistaja design, then I can tell you how to fly it," said my helmet confidently. "After all, I am also Saalistaja technology."