Alex, a famous Cree pirate, feels that he will never forget that robbery in his life. It was also that robbery that made Alex fall in love with gang-hopping tactics. It was a move at the beginning of his career, nothing special. Just like now, there are dilapidated ships, stinking crew members with various types of weapons, smugglers, and mechanically modified robbers who want everything. But the difference from now is that Alex, who was still the first mate at that time, had a special captain. "I was still a smuggler at that time." A drunken Alex patted the mechanical prostitute beside him and said to his crew, "That's a legend, we all call him captain! Haven't you heard of that story?"
The strange-looking crew members shook their heads. Alex took a sip of wine angrily and began to tell the story.
"Move your lazy butts, you gutter rats! You've been asleep for hours! First officer, give them medicine!"
"Captain, what is a rat?"
"Shut up! Don't ask questions when I'm talking!" Salomon slapped Alex, the Cree first mate, on the face, then kicked a villain who was trying to grab more addictive drugs, and at the same time took the man's The villain's potion was thrown into his arms. He wiped his hands, "One for each person, no more! You damn wastes! How are the preparations for the weapons team?"
"The slaves have prepared the laser cannon on the bow of the ship!" Alex replied in a panic. This was an armed merchant ship, but the previous owner seemed not to have thought that he would be robbed during this short smuggling journey, so he also saved money to buy naval guns. In addition to the laser cannon on the bow, there are only some small cannons available on this ship. As a live-fire weapon, its performance outside the atmosphere is not excellent, but it is barely usable.
"Very good!" Salomon sat back on the paint-peeled captain's throne. Through the reinforced glass in front of him, he could see the faint light emanating from the deep starry sky. "Helmsman, left! Let's give that son of a bitch a good look!" he said. "Quartermaster, issue the weapons!"
"As you command, Captain!"
"Okay, Captain!"
Salomon watched as the numbers on the radar map shrunk between the ship's coordinate system and the target ship's coordinate system. He looked at his watch and estimated that the first attack would take fifteen minutes. During this time, he had to constantly restrain the crew's actions. If he didn't keep an eye on these guys, they might start fighting in the next second. So he drew the sword, and everyone fell silent, for they had all seen how many men the captain had killed with that sword. It was a kind of terror that was like putting ice cubes into the brain. It was killing without emotion. Even the crew members who had taken addictive drugs shut their mouths and stood obediently behind the captain.
There was a sudden light of fire around the captain. Along with the melodious melody, a big golden-red bird emerged from the firelight.
"He is a wizard." Alex said slowly to the crew. Even the most vicious pirates gasped when they heard this word, like a lingering nightmare. "It was a weird journey, but we didn't know it at the time." Alex sighed, looking at the horrified expressions of the crew, "We thought he would bring us wealth. He did. , but it was accompanied by death. Whether it was his enemy or his friend. But that is a story later, let us talk about that naval battle. It is undeniable that I learned a lot from that captain. "
First mate Alex endured the high temperature emanating from the golden-red bird and quietly poked his head out to take a look at the contents of Salomon's notebook. This period of time is a good vacation opportunity for Salomon. He has time to think about the organization, weapons and equipment, communication methods and tactical procedures of the future army, including how to maintain efficiency when scheduling between various departments. He turned his head and glanced at the first mate who stuck his head out. Suddenly, the first mate felt that he could understand the words written by the captain. He can read all texts, including Xandar script. First Mate Alex knew that this was the captain's handiwork. He was very careful not to offend the captain. He suppressed his inner curiosity and studied the contents of the notebook as quietly as possible.
"Keep it safe." Salomon stood up from the captain's seat, handed the notebook to the first mate, and also left the big golden-red bird. The crew has slowly felt the pull of gravity from another planet. This is the battle area reserved for Salomon. He doesn't just want a ship, he wants a fleet - going around in circles for so long just to let the gravity of this planet become a trap for him. He drew his sword, drove the crew to the bow, and locked them in with a large door. First officer Alex watched helplessly as Salomon, who was glowing with light, passed through the airlock and floated into space without using any equipment.
"Alex!" The captain's order went directly into the first mate's mind, pulling him back from the shock, "Speed up, you bastard!"
"Yes! Captain!"
"He stood on the top of the spacecraft, brandishing his sword, and ordered the spacecraft under his feet to hit the enemy hard!" Whenever new crew members boarded the ship, Captain Alex would tell them this story. Whenever he recalled this experience, he felt his blood vessels beating war drums in his ears. The enemy ship's fire passed by the reinforced glass, but did not fall on the broken spacecraft at all. The first mate suddenly understood. He cheered, turned the thruster power to the highest level, and rushed towards the enemy ship at an unparalleled speed. The laser cannon on the bow of the ship opened fire first, breaking the thin armor shell of the enemy ship. The smaller and faster smuggling ship plunged hard into the enemy ship. The pirates who had just taken the drug shouted and pushed. Running out of the smoking hatch, shoving and coughing loudly, they saw the captain, who had not been with them before, now charging forward with a long sword.
If the lights had been brighter and the fire spray smaller, they would have seen the vicious scar above the bow.
Nothing can stop him, whether it's a thick steel door or a mechanically modified warrior, nothing can survive two rounds under Salomon's hands. He stepped on blood of different colors and wet stumps, raised his sword and stood in front of the pirates. "Long live the captain!" the pirates roared, charging forward following Salomon's footsteps, firing their weapons randomly. The cannon activated by the first mate made a deafening thunder in the cabin. They don't care who they beat to death or who they beat to death, they want to vent their violence!
"On that day, we captured this ship! We captured this fleet!" Captain Alex patted the armrest of the seat emotionally, "He led us to do it, and we are proud of him! You all These scum, trash and cowards of civilization, your luck is here!" He stretched out his pale prosthetic limb and pointed to the crimson flag hanging on the captain's throne, drawn by a big golden bird with long tail feathers On this precious natural woolen flag, there is also a long sword that runs vertically through the flag. On the other side of the captain's cabin, a portrait painted based on Alex's memory hangs there.
Salomon in the portrait is holding a sword and a light is emitting from the back of his head.
"You will be under the gaze of the captain, bathing in the glory of the captain! This is an honor that you will never get in your life! You bastards that no one wants! Cheer, no matter what you were in the past, you are now It is our family! We will give you glory and wealth! Drink up, friends! Let us cheer for Captain Salomon! Long live the Captain!"
