Chapter 39

Soshyan returned to the bridge again. When he entered, Lothar was monitoring the effect of the Starfire defense barrage, analyzing the green lighting of the monitoring screen and the observation station, which strongly contrasted his silver shape.

"What did you find?"

Asked soshyan as the other crew bowed to him.

"Before we clean up this damn meteorite area, the bird divination instrument can't complete a comprehensive scan, but we just found its keel code. It's the new Faros, a transport ship belonging to ma'kande II."

"Transport ship? Is it for ma'kande II?"

"From the track of action, it doesn't look like it. Although it has been moving slowly towards the planet, it is too slow for a cargo ship."

Lothar played the signal they just analyzed.

A ghostly whisper then sounded on the bridge and immediately aroused soshyan's vigilance.

"... traitor..."

There are only two words in the signal. Soshyan analyzed many possibilities. If they were analyzed according to the worst possibility, they would face the most deadly threat to the human empire.

Ten thousand years ago, although the Horus rebellion ended with the death of the renegade commander, the legions involved in the rebellion were not completely eliminated, and a considerable number of rebels fled into the eyes of fear in the center of the galaxy

Most of them finally fell into the arms of chaotic evil gods, abandoned their loyalty and honor as astat, and fell into darkness.

In the ten thousand years since the end of the great rebellion, they have been almost everywhere, in the depths of the boiling eyes of fear, in the great vortex shrouded in clouds, on the deserted dead planets and dark moons, in the steep fortresses or fleets with uncertain whereabouts.

They set out from these hidden nests, and the bloodthirsty chaotic tribes attacked the territory of his majesty.

As astats, they used to be proud and powerful soldiers, faith is the armor to protect them, justice is the weapon in their hands, and they have a much tougher will than ordinary people.

But once fallen, their changes are much more intense than ordinary people.

The chaotic star Marines have become the warriors of the hungry dark gods, their souls are gnawed by hatred, and their thoughts are filled with selfishness.

In addition to gaining more strength and meeting their personal ambitions, they have no other goals and ideals.

They used to cleanse the entire galaxy with their sacred bomb guns and flamethrowers to purify everything, but now, chaotic interstellar land warriors threaten everything the emperor tried to build.

These rebel fighters are the most disgusting but deadly of the enemies of the Empire. The chaotic star Marines have long ignored loyalty, reputation, sacrifice or responsibility. They sell their lives and souls to the chaotic gods and exchange their vows for powerful force.

They try their best to indulge and degenerate in order to have the opportunity to become immortal demons.

But they are also the most feared enemies. They not only have the superhuman physique and destructive weapons of the interstellar Marine Corps, but also obtain mysterious weapons and equipment with magical power through contracts with the chaotic gods.

The capabilities of these weapons and equipment are so mysterious and strange that the mechanical gods can't understand how they work.

The chaotic star Marines also collude with the servants of the chaotic gods. On the one hand, they gather the devil's energy to perform witchcraft, on the other hand, they directly summon the devil to support them.

Over the past ten thousand years, the rebellious chaotic Legion and small-scale war gangs have washed and destroyed countless planets belonging to the emperor.

The trial court spared no effort to erase the massacres and conquests they launched from the history books, so that no one would be bewitched into the embrace of chaos. The Loyal Star soldiers fought with them and tried to block them out of the high wall of mankind.

Most of the people of the Empire knew nothing about the long and fierce battle.

Of course, this is the worst case, or it may be just ordinary chaos believers or pirates, but soshyan's combat criterion is to calculate the worst case first.

"Is there any sign of other warships or fleets nearby?"

"There is no trace of any other ships, but a sword frigate moored at the Orbital Defense station."

"Sword level?"

Soshyan seemed to have caught something, a flash of light.

"You said, their target... Could it be the frigate."

"How did they break through the interception fire of the defense station?"

Soshyan's fingers rapped on the fence.

"You just said that this transport ship belongs to Ma Kande II, right?"

"Yes."

"Then is it possible, or suppose..."

Soshyan looked up at the three-dimensional image of the ship on the imager, thought for a moment and said:

"Suppose we want to land on the defense track, but want to avoid the fierce interception fire, what can we do? For example, get a transport ship, pretend to have a failure or accident, attract the rescue ship from the orbital station, then grab the rescue ship, and use the safety identification code of the rescue ship to avoid the interception."

Lothar was stunned for a while.

"It seems... Feasible."

"If you follow this plan, once you land on the orbital station, you will have to face the attack of the garrison, and the mechanical teaching force on the ground will react quickly. It's not so easy to leave."

"Unless you rob a warship."

"That's right."

Soshyan clapped his hand gently.

"Their target is the sword frigate."

"What should we do now? The invasion should have taken place for more than 20 minutes. The other party may have captured the frigate and ready to leave."

Lothar didn't finish, but soshyan had heard each other's meaning.

Before the sword frigate left the galaxy, it concentrated its fire to kill it.

This is not difficult for the spark. According to its most basic level, the spark is also a powerful pioneer cruiser, and the original design has been rebuilt and expanded over the centuries.

The new engine module, plasma circulation system and three-layer refined gold bulkhead - its capacity is much more powerful than the cruiser used by the Navy.

No matter what the traitors have, they can't hide the huge firepower that can threaten Starfire in this galaxy.

Then, the only frigate they have is naturally like a turtle in a jar.

"How's the communication at the rail station? Can you lock the distress signal?"

"Not yet."

Lothar shook her head and replied:

"Once we reach the highest orbit, we will have a better chance to contact. The local record lists that the call for help signal was transmitted at the marked small signal station. We can't find out whether the garrison is still resisting, or the signal is just playing in a circle."

"Then let's deal with the transport ship first. Now is the most empty time for its defense."

"And that makes it a perfect trap. We know that traitors are happy to set all kinds of traps. They lure targets that are not vigilant or overconfident to death, or worse."

"Tear down that trap and they have nothing to threaten us."

"Then we can beat it into residue from a long distance."

Lothar was always reluctant to let soshyan get involved, but he ignored a problem.

"We need to know the enemy through it, and the materials on it can't be wasted."

Soshyan shook his head.

"And I bet these traitors never expected us to come, and they won't live long enough to escape the orbital station."