Chapter 541

As he spoke, the Lord of zhancha looked down at his bird divination instrument display screen, which had four expanded and flashing screens, each of which introduced in detail the digital knowledge about the surrounding environment of the spacecraft.

"At three quarters of the speed, we are still 5 minutes and 38 seconds away from the target."

So far, everything has been going well. Soshyang nodded to the left of the bridge. The defense stations there are uniformed officers and attendants, who focus only on their duties.

"Keep the scanner working and don't let go of any abnormal parameters."

He ordered that he had not forgotten the purpose of the trip - to strangle any threat in the wreck.

"Yes, master."

An officer responded that the man was the assistant of the mechanical priest. He had a pair of articulated arms on his back power pack. These devices worked on a separate console, next to which he operated with his biological fingers.

Soshyan still stared at the eyeball display.

"Let's get closer to the goal."

"My Lord."

The Lord of zhancha suddenly opened his mouth.

"Detection shows that the target is very... Huge."

"Please explain the definition of 'huge'."

"The bird divination instrument reports that the target quality is likely to be close to the unbound soul, master."

There was a silence, during which there was almost no sound on the bridge.

The loudest sound was the breathing of a communications officer, and the speaker on his helmet made a harsh sound.

"Don't flinch when you talk to me. I won't kill you because you said some annoying news."

"Yes, my Lord."

Soshyan's next question was interrupted by the eye monitor and his attention was focused.

The screen clearly shows the waste ship in the distance. It is not only a single warship, but actually a combination of two or three warships, as if they were fused by the will of some capricious and crazy God.

As the officer described, the other party is indeed similar to the unbound soul.

At this time,

Another astat dressed in Terminator next to the command throne came up, and it was a company commander, Maximilian.

After standing still, Mark's helmet tilted to the eyeball display.

"Commander Zhan... This thing is really big."

Soshyan nodded and didn't look away - it was the biggest drifting waste ship he had ever seen.

"I hope there aren't too many bad things in here, helmsman. Bring us closer."

The chief helmsman answered softly.

"Yes, sir."

Soshyan then said to other marks:

"Get ready to board and summon all terminators."

After three years of development and recuperation, with the help of repair and parts exchange, the star Knights now have 20 sets of complete terminator armor and two tactical teams, including 16 sets of unyielding and 4 sets of iron cavalry.

These terminators are controlled by senior veterans within the regiment, belong to the most elite first company, and exist most of the time as soshyan's honor guard.

"Yes."

Mark nodded, turned and left with heavy steps.

When soshyan sat on the metal throne again, he stared at the growing eyeball display, and the distorted contours and spires began to appear.

"This thing is a big problem."

As the unbound soul gets closer and closer to the target, it seems to be completely eclipsed in the shadow of the distant sun.

About ten minutes later, two pods exploded from the cabin in the belly of the ship and twisted through space like drill bits until they hit the metal shell of the rotten hull of the waste city.

At the same time, on the bridge of the unbound soul, two signal pulses return to the communication array, which is now controlled by Lothar, the commander of the fourth company, the head of the fleet of the regiment.

The first voice in the communication was very light and was crackled

Dye, the second is short and sharp.

"This is the first team. We're in."

"The second team, arrive inside."

Then a third voice came from soshyan.

"All teams, assemble in the located hall."

The angels moved in the dark, and Loken followed.

He still did not understand why soshyan wanted him to follow them, but his duty was to obey rather than question.

Knowing the danger of this trip, he put on his strong bulletproof armor - although it was nothing compared with the fully sealed astat armor of the demigods, it could give him some psychological comfort.

Along with him, in addition to soshyan, there was a team of 10 terminators.

After the aircraft was stable, he followed the armored giants down the ramp of the gunboat and into the darkness in the distance.

"My Lord, i... have a question?"

Walking to the front, soshyan heard a voice enter his communicator.

To answer this question, he needed to manually switch channels and adjust a frequency dial built into his left arm control panel.

"Reverend Loken, I promised to ensure your safety. Because the rogris brothers have gone to Mars, only you can analyze those ancient technologies in the regiment, so I have to take you with me."

Perhaps hearing the seriousness in soshyan's tone, Loken hesitated for a moment. In a few seconds, he had fallen behind the astates, so he immediately jogged to keep up with them.

The darkness around him made him feel creepy, and the only sound was the noise of star soldiers walking.

Although useful, the light-emitting device installed on the side of his helmet emits weak light wherever he looks.

A dim amber light came and went in front of him, illuminating the darkness, but the light was thin and dark, almost useless.

The spotlight swept through the arched walls made of unpolished metal and the gantry floor decoration. A few minutes later, the body came into view.

Soshyan looked at the corpse - human, male, frozen in the heat free darkness, may have died for a week, or a hundred years, and the time in sub space is difficult to define.

All decay stops with the closure of the container and opens to the void.

A layer of cream covered everything with a crystalline second layer of skin, from the wall to the deck to the tortured face of the dead.

"Pay attention to the surroundings. If there is any change, fire at any time."

As they continue to move forward, they

Three more bodies were encountered, each as frozen as the first, each tightly attached to the grave like metal floor in the corridor.

Soshyan touched the nearest frozen hard wound with his fingertip, and the pink pieces of meat were powdered like broken bones - the bodies may be older than he expected.

Loken walked around them, recording how each body was brutally cut open.

He has seen such wounds before, but he has only seen them in the holographic biological exhibition. Although he is not a biological sage, he can also make the most basic judgment.

"It's really a gene thief."

Loken whispered a sigh on the channel.

"Big guy, be careful."