Part 5: Happy
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In the year 231 of the Milky Way, the always unstable nebula outside the ninth star zone exploded.
Cosmic phenomena that affect the passage of civilian spacecraft like this are managed by the Bureau of Meteorology, but when the flagship of the Federal Marshal was just so caught up in the explosion, the magnitude of the incident immediately soars to the point of need-to-use-master-cannon-starship-to-solve.
Besides, nebulae usually wouldn't explode into fireworks like this, unless someone was behind.
Three days after the flagship lost contact, the enemy's request for negotiations was sent.
They want to exchange the Marshal for a group of eight asteroids in the constellation Cirrus in the ninth star zone, including all the military equipment on it.
Federal high-rise only the country with the door clamped on will agree.
Asteroids are as numerous as clouds, but the eight mentioned contain deposits of rare elements, even in lava deposits. They are the economic lifeblood of the ninth district, the indispensable fuel base of the Federation.
But losing the youngest Marshal was also a bad choice, especially when the Confederacy was still besieged in danger of overlap.
Marshal Rennes became famous at a young age, less than thirty years old this year, as an S-rank Alpha with the most glorious future in the Federation, once making enemies in the outer space sound terrifying.
The Queen once assessed him in her New Year's speech as follows: "It is the guardian of the stars, the Federation's Sky Sword!"
How can someone like that say quit? Even if the National Assembly's stance is a bit unsettled, online fans can tear them apart without the need for the military to take action.
The technical department had a chipped head and was tracking the signals, discovering that they were coming from hackers from outside the star domain.
Normally, when more dangerous enemies were lurking in the shadows, these hackers weren't worth paying attention to.
They often smuggle guns and ammunition, today the blind cat and fried fish can't catch the Marshal who is walking alone on this vacation, and even demand it.
The two factions of politicians and the military rarely ever get to the same position. One side gritted his teeth and scolded "The madman overturned the boat in the ditch", the other side darkened his face in agreement with the thieves' request.
They were asked by elephants for fairies again, strangely asking for more.
"Your Alpha is an elite warrior, my side will be afraid, please send the noble Omega to be the negotiating representative."
"They can swallow the whole planet, how dare they be as big as the sky?!"
The National Assembly and the army pounded the table and mobilized all the troops that could be mobilized in the Tien Cam constellation. But not long after that, the captain of the reinforcements gave the news.
“The nebula is too unstable, the navigation is all messed up, the starship can't enter. Thieves' ships are usually small, and they are used to this dangerous area, so they can pass."
“They want to force us to anchor the battleship outside, using only small spaceships to bring Omega in.”
“Isn't that putting the goat in the tiger's mouth? The main flagship has failed to enter, which Omega dares to enter by himself?"
Once the navigator is not sensitive, the stabilizer is not effective, the only way is for the operator of the flagship to actively manipulate. The problem was that this was a giant monster called a spaceship, not something that could be controlled by hand.
Anyone who dares has a hole in his head, the other is...
"Is the captain so big that he ate the starship?"
Soldiers in the armed assault team choked on their throats, hands clutching their seat belts. They were so shaken by the starship that their faces turned pale, and they felt embarrassed when they wanted to vomit, so they had to choke until their faces turned purple.
“Deputy Officer Teval! Is Captain Lam really driving the wheel?" What level of magic is this?
The young Alpha soldier only saw fireflies in his eyes, looked at the mate next to him, and couldn't help but ask.
Captain Teval didn't bother to notice.
The ash-gray starship bounced back and forth between the chaotic universe like a shuttle, gently shaking to avoid each meteorite roaring forward like a nimble little fish. The volunteer soldiers fell left and right in the safety belt, the tall deputy just grabbed a handle, his body was stable as if it was drilled into the deck of the starship.
But the young man in front of the central command post was not only standing like a stone table, but his hands were also dancing like water, constantly completing complicated operations that wanted to explode.
He still focused on looking ahead, opened his mouth to answer: "If it's a new type of the Army's battleship, it certainly won't, but this is just a transport ship, simple as that."
His four "simple but" words were so gentle that the volunteer team almost vomited blood.
This starship has no name, only number 927, is one of many second line transport ships in the military.
Its operator is the office captain Lam Kinh Da, rank of Lieutenant Colonel, yesterday still one of countless ordinary Betas in the Federation.
At least that's what the volunteer soldiers thought.
The young man was tall and thin, his black hair tied into a neat ponytail, his appearance seemed to be excellent but was obscured by a pair of multifunctional black-rimmed glasses. He wears a neat military uniform, from the shoulder badge, the collar pin badge to the nameplate on the chest, all according to the regulations, even the waist folds are symmetrical on both sides.
No matter how you look at it, the perfect image of a Beta in everyone's impression: hardworking, tasteless. Even the name reads close to "respect for karma"*. (all pronunciation is jing ye)
This volunteer team is not a member of a transport ship but a reservist of the planetary corps, a first-class graduate from the military school this year.
They had just finished their special training and were on their way back to the school in the capital to take the exam when they suddenly encountered this unexpected thing. The Alpha rookies who hadn't even had time to hide their arrogance had been brought to their knees by Lam Kinh Ye's manual steering technique in the middle of the nebula.
But the others on the train were still as calm as ever.
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