Chapter 40

When it reached high orbit, the spark went into action immediately.

The strike cruiser trembled with almost unbearable force, and the air was full of static electricity from its void shield and the throbbing of filled light spear gun array.

Lothar took over the command throne of the bridge instead of soshyan, surrounded by a hologram and data readings.

The blast wall of the observation port has been lowered, and now the space behind presents the monitoring screen and observation display occupying the center of the dark bridge.

Lothar watched the crew busy.

Generally speaking, the starfighters hardly notice their mortal servants, and even less really notice their activities. This is not out of arrogance, but because of the huge physical and psychological gap, it is difficult for the Superman to notice the thin humans busy around them. Those who control the bridge are the most privileged of the thousands of servants serving the warship. Their experience and expertise provide them with better rations and living quarters.

Even so, they are useless and fragile creatures. Their gray robes hang loosely on their thin bodies and look haggard.

In order to imitate their masters in vain, they all shaved their scalp, and some added Eagle tattoos on their faces and arms.

Lothar watched them work in the communication post and bird divination Instrument Architecture, monitoring engine output and preparing to coordinate fire.

Everything was silent.

At this height, no matter how she tried, Lothar found that she could not distinguish any of them, old or young, male or female.

They are the property of the congregation. They must serve on this ship all their life, whether they are voluntary or forced.

This is the cruel and indifferent side of the human empire.

Choice is a luxury power for most people.

"Commander Zhan."

Lothar turned on the remote communicator and communicated with soshyan who had arrived in the torpedo launch module.

"We are catching up with the transport ship. Identity scanning and keel marks confirm that it is undoubtedly the new Faros. What's your order?"

"Did you signal her?"

"Yes, but she didn't respond. The close range bird divination instrument only detected very few signs of life. About 20 minutes ago, she threw out a landing ship. The target is the orbital station. I think your guess has been confirmed."

"It seems that the traitors have had fun. Now it's nothing more than a morgue."

"Yes, but they may be able to provide us with information before landing, such as the identity of the traitors."

"Traitors will cripple them," kahu said without emotion. "It's a waste of time to board her."

Lothar looked at the surveillance screen.

Even if the image is not enlarged, the new Faros can be clearly recognized. It is mottled and unpleasant against the rotating green and white spheres.

What happened to her crew? What now occupies her deck and space in the dark?

"Commander Zhan, we have 20 seconds to enter the launch range."

"You control."

After waiting for 20 seconds, he felt a shock when the attack torpedo wrapped in soshyan was launched.

Behind him, the first team stood still, fully armored and armed, with automatic stabilizers and magnetic locks to keep them steady when the torpedo fired on the side of the new fallows.

Starfire has reached a close distance from each other, so close that no matter what defense system it has, it can't lock the star Knight's jump torpedo when it tears the narrow void between them.

Before the approaching alarm sounded and the narrow metal cabin was filled with fierce red light, the time on soshyan's face armor showed that less than 15 seconds had passed.

"Ready to enter the cabin!"

Soshyan commanded to set the stabilizer to maximum power.

Just when the armor was locked, he felt that the braking rocket thrust restrained a rapid collision. At the moment of the collision, he snorted.

Power a absorbs a strong gravitational change, which is enough to tear a mortal into foam.

The torpedo seemed to stop for a moment, and then as the hot melt of its head burned through the outer hull of the new Faros, a new vibration passed through the deck under soshyan's feet.

Soshyan took off the power sword at his waist.

He could feel the desire of the first team behind him to fight. They had waited too long.

But soshyan found that he was praying that there were not too many living traitors left on the ship and that there were no things complicated by killing. The current star knights could not accept not only failure, but also greater losses.

Then, soshyan pushed aside his worries and focused.

He is no longer an ordinary soldier.

Soon, the broken metal plate was blasted by the landing torpedo with a dull explosion, and then there was the harsh sound of automatic bomb explosion.

The flashing lights inside the torpedo changed from red to green. Soshyang was moving before the ramp came down. The roar started by the decomposition position of the power sword corresponded to the dead silence, while the outside was screaming darkness.

The next second, soshyan's automatic senses captured deformed, unnatural forms, which were torn by the torpedo drilling into the explosion, and the fragments scattered throughout the corridor made the scene more distorted.

His sensors found an unmistakable, disgusting sub spatial stench.

This is a group of chaotic believers with high pollution. It may also be the renegade crew on the ship.

Their pale bodies were full of blasphemous symbols, their big mouths were full of sharp teeth, and they rushed at these Death Angels with all kinds of primitive weapons.

"Destroy them."

Behind soshyan, the first team rushed up and quickly eliminated the first batch of chaotic believers who jumped at them from the dark. The star soldiers didn't even use bomb guns, but tore them into wet meat and black pus and blood with chain saws and fists.

Soshyan trampled on their twisted bodies, and the traitors showed their hatred with fangs.

The deformed fear will destroy the reason of most mortals. The blood sucking tusks and newly grown auxiliary limbs twist and try to catch the silver gray armor.

But they are still as fragile as paper in front of the star soldiers.

Soshyan cut them easily with his sword and let black filth splash on his armor.

Farzad rushed down the corridor. The anger of his two battle axes filled the closed space, and those screaming fragments mixed with blood dripped at him, making him look dark red.

The second team also quickly walked out of the landing module. They protected the flank of the first team. The deflagration gun buzzed due to energy overload when it evaporated the chaotic believers in the corridor into explosive flames and ashes.

After the last chaotic believer wailed and died under soshyan's fist, he went all the way and saw an open access hatch.

He crossed it sideways in search of a new enemy.

The automatic sensor revealed to him that the slaughterhouse he entered was once a church on board, which was submerged by blood and hanging stumps. Hunchbacked and cloaked creatures were crawling in the crazy slaughterhouse, and the cultists shrank and retreated because of soshyan's appearance.

Without hesitation, soshyan waved his sword and tore their twisted limbs.

In order to escape from him, the cults tried their best to catch and fight each other, but they were useless in front of the silver armor giant.

He soon let these people join the slaughterhouse they once created.

"No other crew members were found."

When Farzad came to report, soshyan stood breathing heavily, his internal organs dripping from his ancient armor.

He struggled to control himself, struggling with the urge to continue killing because of anger.

At the same time, he received the second battle situation report on the armor, from the second tactical team sneaking into the ship's engine room.

"No survivors."

Ustad described what he had seen.

"There are no signs of traitors. At present, the engine room has been controlled."

However, soshyan's attention was attracted by a huge symbol on the church wall. His intuition told him that this symbol had a lot to do with the identity of the traitor, so he intercepted it and sent it to Lothar on the bridge.

"Lothar, did you get the picture I saw?"

"Yes, commander Zhan."

"What is this?"

On the bridge of the Starfire, Lothar stood on the command platform, staring at the picture sent by soshyan in her face armor.

"Commander Zhan, it seems that all your guesses are right. We did encounter traitors."

On the wall red with dripping blood, a brass symbol glittered with evil light.

"This is the symbol of chaos evil god's fear of abuse. We encountered a fear of abuse war gang."