Chapter 37

"Hasn't the communication been connected yet?"

General sola paced back and forth in the main control room like a caged beast.

Half an hour ago, their contact with the Marines was completely interrupted, and the new Faros also lost contact. Although it was still sliding towards orbit, its speed obviously slowed down.

"Did the rioters control the bridge?"

General sola immediately rejected his idea, which was impossible. Poor slaves could not capture the strong bridge with water pipes, even if it was just a transport plane.

Loken was standing near a machine not far away. He was analyzing the noise signals he had received before. He thought he could find out something.

Finally, in a vague electrostatic noise, he separated a weak voice, which seemed to be the last echo of a dying man, just repeating two words.

"... traitor..."

Loken immediately raised his waist, turned and shouted:

"Sir, I found --"

"Sir!"

Another voice interrupted his words, and the officer in charge of communication shouted excitedly.

"We got in touch with the Marines, but the signal was disturbed."

"Play."

Soon, a low, fuzzy voice floated out of the loudspeaker. It sounded like the young officer before.

"... emergency... Retreat... Return..."

"What? What happened to you?"

General sola asked nervously, but the other party responded with only a vague murmur and words such as retreat and return.

"Sir! Hyena has left the target and is returning to orbit!"

"Strange?"

General sola held his fat chin in his hand and wondered what accident would defeat two hundred Marines.

"Sir!"

Loken hurried to his side, his mechanical appendages shaking constantly, as if he was quite nervous.

"Hyena can't get into orbit!"

"Ah?"

Sola looked at him and blinked. She didn't understand what Loken was talking about.

"I just separated the real voice of the captain of the new Faros from the channel! Listen!"

Ghostly whispers floated out of the small loudspeaker on Loken's mechanical appendage, general sola's face turned pale, and large beads of sweat fell from his wrinkled head.

"This... This..."

"No matter what's on that ship or what's happening, it won't be fun! The hyena is probably occupied and it's trying to get into orbit!"

Loken saw that the stupid bureaucrat was still shocked. He immediately grabbed his shoulder and shook it vigorously.

"Sir! Sir! Do you hear me! Start the defense now and shoot down the hyena! Shoot down it now!"

As a result, the damn fat man just shook his lips and couldn't say a word.

"I'll go to your fucking piston! Hang up with you losers sooner or later!"

Angry Loken pushed general sola away, then went to the big screen in the main control room and inserted one of his mechanical appendages into the console below.

The next moment, his voice echoed throughout the station.

"Red Alert! First level combat readiness! Red Alert! First level combat readiness!"

Suddenly, the bell of the whole railway station rang, and the soldiers and staff on it ran to their posts in a panic.

"How far is it from here!"

Loken looked at the bird divination instrument officer in a field. After a flustered operation, the other party said:

"Still... Ten minutes left!!"

"What?"

Loken realized that he underestimated the hyena's speed. The landing ship's engine should have been modified, but he didn't know about it.

"The laser array starts immediately! Level 1 preheating! Lock the hyena!"

He had made up his mind that whether his guess was correct or not, he would destroy the hyena, even if there was the fool sitting on it.

Because the sense of threat is real, the hyena is too fast. It doesn't look like a return posture at all. It's more like an attack, a predator staring at helpless prey.

"Primary preheating completed!"

Soon, the first message from the weapon array came, but as Loken often mocked himself.

His luck has always been bad.

"Sir! Emergency!"

"Say!"

"Hyena has advanced security identification code. We must remove the identification code before we can aim at it!"

Loken felt a whirl of heaven and earth. He looked back at the station master who was still sluggish. He really wanted to put him into the general's gun and shoot him out.

How could he give a landing ship an advanced security ID?

Unless

Loken suddenly thought of the rumors he had heard about the involvement of some officers of the railway station in smuggling.

It's really all bad luck for him.

"How long will it take to unlock the ID!"

"It will... Take at least ten minutes."

"You don't have ten minutes here. You can finish it in five minutes!"

That's right, but Loken, as a priest of the mechanical education, knew the characteristics of the advanced security identification code better than anyone, so he immediately contacted the garrison in the orbit.

"All assemble on the landing platform! See any target, fire first! Remember! Fire first!"

Under his command, thousands of soldiers on the defense track took up arms and went straight to the take-off and landing platform, but most of them had not seen blood. They came to the track only to support their families, and few soldiers in the real sense.

As Loken estimated, the hyena plunged into the take-off and landing platform of the defense track before the security identification code was lifted.

The automatic cannon battery on the external fortification rattled when tracking the flying object, but it never fired, and then its landing fork spread from below.

The gate of the take-off and landing platform is opened, the hyena is retracted into it, and then closed again, and the air pressure in the platform returns to the normal level again.

After hyena successfully entered the take-off and landing platform, a large number of soldiers also felt around the platform. They raised shotguns and laser guns, took various proposed roadblocks as shelters, and stared at the uninvited guest with vigilance.

The noise of the engine is reduced to the sound of idling, and then all the sound disappears.

The sudden silence seemed to force everyone, and some soldiers even felt as if insects had crawled through their skin.

The heavy front door is facing the entrance and exit of the takeoff and landing platform, as well as the black cockpit and the cannon with an open belly along the upper back.

The defenders waited.

Finally, when the front hatch began to descend, there was a shaking of the release of the magnetic lock and the whirring of the server.

The burst of pressurized steam blurred their sight. No matter what lurked in it, they seemed invisible.

Suddenly, some soldiers' bodies began to tremble because they saw