The Thunder Eagle's ramp opened with a clang, and a figure wearing power armor walked out of it. He came to the edge of the apron and looked down at the crowd below.
Suddenly, he clapped his hands and a voice came through the speaker.
"Okay, boys, assemble."
Soon, mortal guardsmen took the place of the Space Marines, who gathered into a phalanx under the tarmac.
"You did a good job this time. You solved this problem half an hour earlier than scheduled."
After speaking, Talos bent down slightly.
"Why are you standing there stunned? You can give yourselves a round of applause at this time."
Everyone was used to the company commander's occasional interruptions. After looking at each other, they all applauded.
"Okay, sparsely, I have to teach you how to applaud next time."
Talos shook his head, and all the applause immediately disappeared.
"I have seen your performance in this operation -"
Then, his eyes swept across the five people at the front of the team, and then stopped at Li Lin.
"Li Lin, next time you can't control your desire to kill, then I will not only have to change the captain, but I will also have to hang you outside the ship's hull to calm down. Killing is for better execution of the mission, don't let killing overwhelm you. On top of your mission, this is the last time I will teach you this lesson. Mission, responsibility, is the life of the Astartes, even above life. If you still can't understand, I can only eliminate you. .”
Then Talos turned his eyes to Sablin and smiled:
"Sablin, although you look awkward when you quarrel with others, you look very handsome when you capture prisoners. You did a good job."
Sabourin just raised his chest and saluted an eagle.
"Three left, lackluster, but at least they followed orders, which is a good thing."
After saying that, he turned his eyes back to Sabourin.
"Since you performed the best this time, Sabourin, what do you think is the best way to deal with these prisoners?"
"Follow the company commander's arrangements."
"Ha, you guy, you asked me about it instead? You must have your own ideas, tell me."
Sabourin looked back at the prisoners, and then said in a deep voice:
"It's a pity that this place is destroyed. Let's keep them and continue working to create more value for the war group."
"Hey, do you know these are star thieves? They are stealing the property of Grandpa Emperor."
"So isn't it just right for us to use these properties for good purposes?"
Talos was silent for a few seconds, then threw his head back and laughed.
"Hahaha! Soshyan must like you very much! Okay, let's do this, close the team, let's go home, and someone will deal with this later."
"Company Commander, we need to appoint a few managers first so that there won't be any trouble later."
"then you go."
Sabourin left the team and walked into the crowd. Jackma was looking at him tremblingly.
After stopping, the Space Marine lowered his head slightly and looked at this ugly and short guy.
"I like to talk to smart people. You are smart and bold enough. I will give you a chance to stand out from the crowd."
"S-Sir..."
"It's the same question as before, but you haven't answered it yet."
Jack Ma trembled in silence for a few seconds, then knelt down with a thud, his head close to the ground.
"I...I am willing to serve the Astral Knights for the rest of my life."
"very good--"
Just when Sablin turned to leave, Talos on the tarmac suddenly said "Huh" in surprise, and then laughed:
"Oh, there are actually guests at this time. Sablin, please lead a team to greet them. Remember, you must survive."
"Yes, company commander."
The Alibuda groaned and staggered out of the subspace rift carrying a ship full of cargo. Its jets were blocked by years of dirt, the engines flickered in pain and worked erratically, and even the navigator was senile. Constantly changing course wastes a lot of fuel.
The voyage from the Blue Ant headquarters to the excavation station of Freezing Point Nine is very arduous, and the profit is very low. There is no money to waste on maintaining such an old cargo ship, let alone replacing it with a new one.
Captain Rosen knew very well that he might be killed by this broken ship at any time.
He was forty-seven years old, which was a perfect age for sailors to make achievements. Most people did not survive this age. They were either killed in accidents or died in vain in fights at the port.
Rosen had escaped with his life in two major accidents. Only God knows how many layers of skin he had worn off during the difficult years on the dock. But when he finally took the captain's seat and owned a ship of his own, Finally, he knew he could no longer escape.
He was extremely envious of those guys who could just leave at the drop of a hat, but it was impossible for him to save enough money in his life to replace his broken ship.
But the only consolation is that the crew at least know what they are doing - more than three hundred crew members maintain the ship's swollen belly and the few remaining habitable areas.
The huge vacuum container cabin stores a large number of daily necessities and industrial products, from comfort servitors to boxes of corpse starch. The crew members are all rough and weathered men. The vast majority of them are probably criminals, just borrowing Alibuda Hide and hunt.
But as long as they knew which end of the multi-function wrench they were holding and were willing to use their hands to maintain the equipment, Rosen didn't care what they did.
He has already dealt with the Star Thieves anyway, so what else does he care about?
The bridge of the Alibuda was humid and hot, filled with the smell of sweat and oil. Rosen's fat body sank into the captain's seat and kept sweating, slowly soaking the tattered chair.
Half a jug of good wine was dangling on the armrest of the seat. Although it tasted absolutely delicious, the wine was not weak. Rosen relied on it to sleep now.
In front of him is a plastic steel hemispherical observation window, which is embedded in the bow of the ship like an insect's compound eyes. Through the window, you can see the cold and hostile space in which Rosen spent most of his life. However, due to the long-term lack of cleaning, , there is a lot of cosmic dust on it, and it can't actually be seen very far.
The only senior crew member on the ship was probably the skinny and nervous guy from a low-level navigator family.
In Rosen's opinion, what this navigator does is ridiculous, but the money paid to the navigator family is hard to laugh at - this one is already the cheapest.
Rosen hated space navigation, so he had to keep an eye on the universe at all times. He knew that one day it would steal his bottom and kill him, but before that, he would never let down his guard.
At an age when he still allowed himself to have true friends, in a ship hull rupture accident, he was almost sucked into the vacuum, and could only watch helplessly as his companions exploded in the vacuum.
The universe kills more men than women in bed. This is not an empty statement.
