Now Playing: The Vavilos Space Gun
Cmdr. Froy closed all his communication links amidst protestations from the S.S. Harbinger.
Cmdr. Froy is quite old, looking like Santa Clause in a captain’s hat and Galaxy Alliance uniform.
He remembered the days of serving the Galaxy Alliance, the Galaxy Garrison and the Voltron Force (Both Lions and Vehicles.)
But now, the new conflict is so different;
they are fighting one single opponent who could take out half of the Galaxy Alliance Starfleet without even a paint scratch!
He looked at the eyes of his crew…they were sad yet determined.
He was like a father to them, now like him, they decide to take on a new task…Suicide!
”Are you ready Corporal?” he asked his crewmate as he sat on the Captain’s chair.
“Aye aye sir!” the corporal replied with tears in his eyes.
Cmdr. Froy took one last breath of air.
“We’ve faced countless enemies…but this one easily took the ranks of our comrades without even a dink!”
Gradually, his crew started to cry one by one they fell on their knees.
“We will die in the Glorious name of the Galaxy Alliance and Voltron, defender of the Universe…Men, full speed ahead!”
Meanwhile, the valiant Shaider continues to blast the remaining Galaxy Alliance star fighters.
He flickered a few combination keys to activate the Stryker’s magnetic couplers.
Equip with automatic sensors The Battle Tank connects itself to the Stryker and continues its course towards the S.S Harbinger.
A blinking red light caught Shaider’s attention.
He saw the determined flagship Prospecter coming in full speed “Kamikaze Dive” at the Vavilos.
Suddenly, the Vavilos instinctively jumped out of harm, evading the S.S. Prospecter’s death plunge.
The great Godaikin waited Shaider’s new order.
Vavilos Matrix Projection!”
Shaider shouts aloud in his voice command unit.
The great wings of the Vavilos came down as its magnificent body aligned in a straight line. The cockpit portion pivots up and soon,
the Godaikin turns into a colossal space gun.
Meanwhile, Cmdr. Froy realized the futility of his Kamikaze attempt.
“Turn this ship around!” he hollers nervously at his crew.
“Yes sir!” his technicians carry on his orders at haste.
The great ship lumbered painfully as powerful rotors whine savagely to obey its navigators.
Suddenly, from the Vavilos Space Gun,
an intensely concentrated beam of pure Blue Plasma Energy shoots out, slamming hard at the turning Galaxy Alliance flagship, S.S. Prospecter.
Inside, Cmdr. Froy’s viscera were burnt to crisp-Popping and crackling even he’s still alive…His crew suffered being barbecued horribly before the immense energy consumed them and their soul!
Outside, the savage beam tear the S.S. Prospecter apart, pieces by pieces, until its great form collapsed from its own weight and blew with the graceful beauty of a dying star.
Producing a shock wave of extreme heat that brushed off what was left of the Galaxy Alliance starship squadron.
Posted by victorinoparaiso
at 1:42 PM JST
