Chapter 55 The Demon Ship (1)
The process of entering this abandoned city was not complicated. Soshyan only brought six soldiers with him, including Armin and technical sergeant Rico Rogris. .
Generally speaking, it is actually very unwise to conduct landing operations in subspace, because this will break away from the protection of Geller's position, causing the landing ship to become a target for subspace predators.
However, due to the existence of Soshyan, all this became no problem.
The moment Thunder Eagle left the Starfire, Soshyan used the breathing method taught by Brother Said to capture the flow path of the gray marrow, and slowly squeezed the liquid metal toward his heart.
As gray veins covered his face, the howls and roars surrounding the Thunder Eagle quickly faded away, leaving only a few undetectable curses.
The other six warriors sitting in the Thunder Eagle were unable to perceive all this, and they could not see the changes that had occurred in Soshyan, but they just felt much quieter.
Along the way, the vehicle flexibly avoided various debris. Only when faced with this difference in size did Soshiyang realize that this useless ship was indeed moving towards the enemy at an extremely fast speed. The Starfire approaches.
But her engine is always off.
Obviously, there is another force at work.
After flying for ten minutes, Thunder Eagle entered the broken flight deck of the abandoned city and found a relatively complete take-off and landing platform.
"Keep the battle formation."
Soshiyang was the first to walk out of the hatch, with the Shengyan sword in his hand already unsheathed, ready to fight the enemy at any time.
Armin led his team to follow Soshyan closely. Because this is a gravity-free environment, they all activated the magnetic locks on the soles of their boots, which somewhat affected the speed of their actions.
When the team dispersed in a fan shape, Soshyan glanced at the oriole in his hand, and the weak life signal was still there.
His intuition told him that the answer lay in this signal that should not have appeared.
Subsequently, he led the team into an unlit corridor from a bombed passageway.
When entering the dark passage, the compressed metal creaked with the footsteps of the Space Marines. It may be due to the impact of surrounding debris, or it may have been swept by the storm. No matter what, When Soshyan and others entered, the whole ship groaned.
What makes Soshyan strange is that this wreckage with no signs of life can still remain stable enough.
The other warriors' tactical lights, from bolters and helmets, pierced the darkness and painted the silo walls a coat of silver paint.
Despite being in the void for many years, the maze of corridors and halls inside the ship managed to avoid the serious damage it would have otherwise, and everything looks as good as ever.
Beside the hatch not far away are tools for external repairs, as well as many Gothic warning signs, including pressure suits suitable for mortals, all hung in rows in the storage cabinets .
One of the storage cabinets was also opened, and when the tactical light on Soshyan's helmet swept across, the black fabric gave off reflected light.
Everything is normal, but... it is different.
Boom——!
Suddenly, the sound of something hitting the metal deck came from afar and echoed in the corridor.
In an instant, seven beams of light were pointed at the end of the corridor, and the sound of heavy breathing echoed in the communication channel.
"Be careful, but don't be too nervous to prevent a fire."
Soshiyang glanced at the boundless darkness, and then gave the order.
“Let’s move to the upper deck.”
During the march, the soldiers' hands on the guns relaxed, and the lights were scattered everywhere.
The strange thing is that they encountered nothing along the way. The only surprise was that Soshyan saw a very ominous symbol on the wall of something similar to a church.
A book of burning flames.
Soshiyang also didn’t expect that this was actually a warship from the Seventeenth Legion, the Word Bearers Legion!
The Word Bearers, the earliest Imperial missionaries, were one of the nine legions that betrayed the Emperor during the Horus Heresy. They became Chaos Space Marines and dedicated their allegiance to them. To the Primarch Lorgar and the God of Chaos.
Before their fall to Chaos, the Word Bearers were known for their extreme religious fanaticism, and even after their fall, they were still the most fanatical Chaos Space Marines. Their most famous tactic was the Dark Apostles (corrupted version of the Space Marines) Chaplains) inspire their Space Marines and pagan allies to fight in the heat of battle.
There is no doubt that such a warship of the mutinous legion must be full of dangers.
So he paid full attention.
Finally, in the narrow vestibule near the bridge, they found traces of the crew for the first time.
A large number of servitors were attached to the huge door leading to the bridge, which blocked access to the bridge.
"It has been dead for a long time."
Armin stepped forward to check the shriveled body of a servitor, and found that its eyes were staring straight at the ceiling, and its body was covered with a thin layer of frost.
"It looked almost turned to rock."
The Space Marines groped for the remains, trying to no avail to discover the cause of its death.
The other soldiers moved to push open the door, and Soshyan watched them, watching the four Space Marines and the superhuman strength of their power armor grapple with the door.
Strictly speaking, they had found nothing so far, but he had a bad feeling, as if he had been brought here intentionally and was being played by something.
His hand grasped the handle of the Sheng Yan Sword tightly, and then the long sword burned red, holding it in the hand of the Space Marine like a torch.
“I guess this ship was abandoned a long time ago and the crew was kidnapped or killed.”
Armin, who found nothing, stood up and said to Soshiyan ：
"Sir, I've heard stories about ghost ships drifting in subspace. Maybe we should go to the power room and have a look."
"Crew? Isn't that right."
Soshiyan Pointing at the dead servitor.
Armin looked back and shrugged.
“It’s impossible to run a ship with servitors alone.”
"Sir."
Rogris suddenly interrupted and pointed to the console beside the door.
“I just checked and it still works, I should be able to open the door.”
“Start now.”
“It might take a little while .”
Rogris muttered, asking the soldiers who were struggling to open the door to get out of the way, and then fiddled with the console with his fingers.
"Roglis, what's taking so long?"
A few minutes later, Armin's impatient voice sounded.
“Didn’t you hear what I said before... I don’t know anything about mechanics. Different codes and standard protocols are slightly different. The server’s command algorithm will also degrade over time. It may be necessary... Input completed! "
With a dull sound, the lock opened, and the door vibrated and was opened by the Space Marines.
Then, Armin was the first to raise his gun, tearing through the darkness with a tactical light, scanning the rows of scattered metal plates, pipes on the ceiling, and huge mechanical devices.
The moment he opened the door, even Soshyan held his breath.
But there was nothing inside.
(End of this chapter)