The silver-gray Sovereign fighter ships were approaching swiftly.
They were round and only one-fifth the size of the swallow spaceship. They were astonishingly fast and agile.
Luke said over the team comms, "There are 572 of them in total. How about a match, Rocket?"
Rocket switched to rapid-fire mode on his gun, and the energy system started buzzing as the gun charged up. "No problem. My gun's already ready and waiting!"
Luke, on the other hand, chose the lowest firing speed. The six barrels on the gun slowly turned. "5, 4, 3, 2, 1, GO!"
As soon as he said that, energy bullets shot out of both guns at the Sovereign fighter planes behind them.
The six-barreled energy Gatling gun was ubiquitous throughout the galaxy. Its advantage was that the heat generated dissipated quickly.
The little raccoon hadn't used it much in the past because he didn't have a high-quality energy source for it.
