She leveled off over the battlecruiser’s back end, flying low over its exposed hull. Dome-shaped cannons swiveled around to target her, spitting streaks of green light. A flick of the hat-switch made the shuttle ascend while keeping its nose pointed forward.
Those shots whizzed past beneath her.
Her reticle alighted on the nearest cannon, and she released a volley of glowing, white bullets from her wings. The large g*n exploded, producing a green fireball that rose into space, caressing her shuttle as she raced through it.
She skated over the battlecruiser’s topside, clinging to it like moss on a rock, sliding left and right to avoid incoming fire. Within seconds, she spotted a lower, wider protrusion in the hull. The SmartGlass window drew a red circle around it.
She squeezed the trig
