Shang Qingye's backpack reconfigured into a slender energy gun—the barrel alone was three meters long! It looked quite unwieldy.
The thirty-centimeter muzzle suddenly narrowed, with a caliber of less than one centimeter.
Having blown her own trumpet, she took her task seriously to avoid embarrassment. She calculated carefully, then aimed at the ground transport ship speeding toward them.
At this point, the massive transport was still several kilometers away from them. Shang Qingye gently pulled the trigger.
ZZZZZING—
The slender energy beam instantly bridged the long distance, striking precisely at the weaker joint of the transport ship's external armor.
