“Blanche, are you ready?” Tan asked through the communication system.
“Yes, yes, but this is a lot of pressure… I hope this works,” Blanche’s voice came through the speaker from Highway Star he was piloting. “You’re quite creative to have thought of it. If we join the leading group that is filled with high-speed and offensively powerful aircraft, we will be targeted for sure. Besides, our defensive barrier is in the front. If we got caught in a crossfire, we would be sunk first thing. But the way you made us remodel the ship allows us to forget all these… You’re the best, Tan,” Blanche, who was driving Highway Star, replied longer than usual. His voice sounded excited.