The players who were driving the spaceships were already fighting with the spaceships in the abyss, going back and forth, it was quite lively.

"If you lock it, fire! Brother, if you lock it, fire! Don't be so mean!"

"Hey! What are you doing? Can you use phase beams to get some eyes? You're burning the butt of my ship!"

"Missiles! Watch out!"

The battle formations that were well practiced in the training ground were immediately forgotten by the players in actual combat. Perhaps due to lack of experience, this group of people were flying around like flies, and all kinds of troubles appeared one after another.

"Mom..."

In the Star Destroyer, Qin Lang looked at the real-time ratings of each player on the main screen and couldn't help wiping his cold sweat.

Shame on Jill.

If he hadn't set the spaceship assessment in the driving school to a hell difficulty, I'm afraid the players at this moment would have been wiped out by the spaceships from the abyss...

This group of people had completely forgotten about tactics, and now they could barely stabilize the battle situation only by relying on their excellent operations.

"Tsk." He couldn't help but start to wonder if this group of people had made no progress at all in half a year.

Just then.

"Hahahahaha!"

A burst of hearty laughter rang out in the communication channel: "I knocked down an abyssal spaceship!"

"Brother Kuanglan is awesome!"

"Great God, save me! My deflector shield value is gone!"

Qin Lang looked up and saw that, sure enough, after the player's flying starship data showed that the number of shots shot down had changed from 0 to 1, the damage value was 12,600.

What's more eye-catching is that the potential damage value is 63,000... In other words, this product used ammunition that could deal more than 70,000 damage, and it barely destroyed a spaceship with more than 10,000 health.

However, because of his voice, all the panicked players were refreshed.

"Brothers, hold on tight and don't panic!" On the tactical map, a spaceship with high fighting spirit flew back from the periphery of the battlefield, "Follow Boss Qin's method and use the joint defense and re-coordinate formation to do what they want! Hehehehe..."

This guy has become the captain of the players, flying at high speed among several small battle groups.

Although his accuracy is quite good, his fierce fighting style and unusual snake-skin flying skills have put a lot of pressure on the spaceship in the abyss. The players who were embarrassed to face the battle can also take a breath and start to organize their thoughts.

"Keep flying position! Dude, if you take one shot, take one shot, just use your shield to resist. As soon as you run away, the entire formation will fall apart!" Douzhi Kuanglan commanded while launching two missiles.

This time, the missile was lucky enough to hit the tail of an abyssal spacecraft.

"Big Brother Kuanglan has killed another one!"

"666666!"

"Six farts! There is no prompt to destroy it!" Douzhi Kuanglan suddenly pulled his control stick and turned the bow of the ship sideways. A burst of phase beam almost flashed past the hull, "Did you see that, you are still fighting back!"

I ate a missile and still survived?

The players looked over and found that the abyss spaceship was swaying and trying to escape from the battlefield at an extremely low speed.

"Heavy damage! Brothers, focus on it!"

Before some players finished speaking, the photon cannon was fired. Ten seconds later, a small firework exploded in space.

"Damn it, I actually got the kill!" A player was pleasantly surprised, "Hahaha, brother Kuanglan, don't blame me, this was determined by the system..."

"I don't blame you. Just wait and get beaten when you get off the spaceship."

A burst of laughter erupted in the communication channel.

The situation in Jiao Zhuo originally became clearer after these players adjusted their status.

Qin Lang looked at the big screen and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At least this group of players will no longer act like fools, flying back and forth in figure eights trying to avoid attacks.

According to estimates, the spacecraft formation controlled by the players can completely crush the enemy's spaceship fleet. After all, as the first batch of graduates of the interstellar driving school, their driving instructor is Qin Lang himself.

"Everyone, please stop chatting with me in the combat channel!" Qin Lang picked up the microphone and cursed, "It's been more than ten minutes and I haven't even solved a single spaceship formation on the opposite side. Do you think you are awesome?"

"Hurry up and come back after calling me!"

"To be honest, you guys are really the worst class I have ever led!"

Qin Lang hung up the communication.

The entire communication channel was silent for a while.

After a while, someone asked weakly in the channel:

"...What, is our boss going to only lead my generation?"
Chapter completed!