Chapter 1214 Haunted Merchant Ship
The captain of the Interstellar Merchant Ship Flywheel has long served the Qubo Trade Alliance, the second largest commercial alliance in the Storm Star Territory, which has brought him power, prestige and a lot of wealth. ,
But personally, it just gave him a name.
Felice ‘The Narwhal’ Monk.
He used to be an officer in the Astra Militarum. After experiencing many brutal battles, he retired and became the captain of a merchant ship with the help of a certain hive family.
Even now, twenty years later, he preferred not to remember how he got his name - he had thought that the sentimentality attached to family ties would disappear under the system to which he had devoted his life - but he still Forever grateful for my name.
Even in the aristocracy of the hive city, only those who are considered valuable will be named: the vast majority of people are almost nameless from birth to entering work, with only code names.
"Master?"
The narrow space of the command module is crowded with rows of crowded bird-server monitors and communication operators. Except for the void monitoring personnel, they are all working seriously Staring at his screen.
Felice Monk looked bitter. On this route, the bird servant reports were always the worst.
But this is also the fastest route to the Naisen Galaxy.
There are many types of merchant ships in the empire. Large merchant ships can often carry out trade between stars. They also carry the Geller force field and can conduct subspace navigation. Trade between galaxies and within galaxies often use It is a small to medium-sized merchant ship. This kind of merchant ship does not have a Geller force field or a subspace engine, and can only "slowly" trek in the void.
In this process, apart from pirates, the biggest threat is various cosmic phenomena.
“What’s the matter?”
“We are getting closer to the asteroid belt, my master.”
"Visibility?"
"The scanning device cannot penetrate, my master."
Captain Felice Monk sighed sadly. Although the route is basically fixed, The route is not necessarily fixed. Sometimes it is to avoid pirates, sometimes to avoid certain "companions" that may exist - the relationship between merchant ships often switches between plunderers and plundered, and they rarely reuse a route. route.
This voyage is newly developed and can reach the Nessen system faster. The disadvantage is that it must pass through an asteroid belt.
With Felice Monk’s experience, he knew that accidents would always happen to merchant ships passing through the complex asteroid belt: huge fragments could cause irreparable damage to the hull, not to mention those Malfunctioning machines, and there is a high probability that these will appear on his desk in the future.
But there is no way. The market in the Nessen galaxy is very good now. A mysterious buyer ordered a large amount of supplies from the Trade Alliance, and the price is very cost-effective. His profit from this trip may be enough to buy a bigger ship.
Only if he can arrive before others.
"Activate low visibility protocol."
The captain ordered.
“I’ll go to the observation window and have a look.”
The operator of the servitor system put the command down the communication line - he could already hear the sound being dispersed and hissing due to the suppression of radiation.
Felice Monk opened the door and walked into the cabin with the observation window, his goggles flashing and then darkening, cutting off the initial light.
The captain scanned slowly and stopped when he turned to the right.
There, the void is filled with various fragments, forming an invisible, moving whole. This kind of occasion is the favorite of pirates.
He sighed, snapped his fingers, and a wandering adjutant stepped forward and pushed the others away with his elbow.
"Captain, your orders?"
"Go tell all the guards to be on alert and make sure they are ready to deal with emergencies at any time."
"Okay."
The adjutant turned around and hurried towards the gate.
Felice Monk turned around again and looked at the approaching asteroid belt. He had seen battles on twenty worlds and three sectors. He had participated in the Space Jump Gang. Action, trudging in the trenches.
However, his least favorite form of warfare was fighting where the enemy could not be seen.
Two hours later, Captain Felice Monk understood that this was the battle he was about to fight. "Try the comm again!"
He shouted to a group of comm operators.
“Contact anyone, anyone.”
Then he turned to the nervous guard.
"Are you telling me that none of the messengers have returned? Not one?"
"No captain, none. Now we have completely lost contact with half of the cabin, and there is silence there. , everyone said it was haunted."
"What the hell! Send people, get their weapons, go to the nearest cabin and see what's going on there! Then come here and report it! Someone can help us silently! This is impossible!"
The guards walked towards the cabin door in pairs and disappeared into the darkness.
Turning his head, Captain Felice Monk saw his fortune teller crouched in a corner with his hood draped over his head - this was a madman who had brought him good luck over the years, but Now nothing was done to warn him of what the coming threat was.
He climbed onto the pile of stumps and kicked it.
The pile made a screeching sound and shook, and two eyes appeared, blue and shocked.
"You, come out and see what happened."
"Me? My lord?"
The astrologer shook his head.
“I-I am not fit for this kind of thing.”
Felice Monk bent down to him.
"You need to make up for your failure, otherwise I guarantee you will never have the chance to know your future."
"Yes-yes, my lord."
The astrologer stood up unsteadily and walked towards the door of the cabin, where he stopped suddenly.
The sky-blue eyes turned to his master.
"Darkness surrounds, my captain, fate-"
"Very helpful, get out and do as I tell you."
ASTROLOGER His face turned pale.
"I, I cannot follow the footsteps of fate, my master."
"You don't need to."
The astrologer muttered, drooled, and walked out of the hatch.
The captain motioned for a small captain to come over.
"Take five men and follow him, I suspect it's some warp stuff, a psyker would be a good bait, see what he attracts, then kill it."
"Yes, sir."
The squad leader gathered his men, took the shotgun, grenades and knives, and was out within a minute.
Since there was no reply on the communication channel, the captain decided to go outside the cabin to see for himself. He always liked to observe the battlefield with his own eyes - now he no longer doubted that this was a war.
Just ten minutes ago, contact was lost with the first cabin, and soon after with the second.
But he didn't receive any attack reports or any intrusion reports. It was just like the nonsense the crew said - it was haunted.
(End of this chapter)