The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 "Team commander."

　　 When he walked out of Warehouse No. 1, the workers and servants who were already in orbit began to move the supplies in Warehouse No. 3. The Star Warriors also came to the vicinity of the warehouse to make sure that nothing was lost or left behind.

　　 Loken looked at the scene of people coming and going, and suddenly tapped Soshyang's arm with a mechanical appendage.

　　 The opponent immediately looked down at him.

　　 "I... have an opinion, and I can't say it is an opinion, an idea."

　　 Loken took Soshyang to a place far away from the crowd and whispered:

　　 "There are five warehouses here. Except for No. 1, No. 3, and No. 5, the other two warehouses are also full. They are all custom-made equipment by the various Astral Army in the Taiping Star Territory."

　　 Soshyang looked at Loken, knowing what the other party meant.

　　 But he didn't say anything, he didn't click on it, just to see what Loken was going to say in the end.

　　 "I think the battle group is in such a difficult situation now. A strike cruiser may not be enough. Hmm... Although the Honor Saber is only a sword-class frigate, it has a short construction time and all indicators are pretty good."

　　 "You have a lot of courage, priest Loken."

　　 Loken's shoulder shook when he heard Soshyang's words, but the other party's subsequent words made him let out a sigh of relief.

　　 "What reason do we have."

　　 "The reason is not simple!"

　　 Loken clapped his hands and said:

　　 "It is said that although most of the traitors were annihilated, some of the remnants still took away the Honor Sabre. We followed them and entered the subspace together... Let the guys on the ground wait, wait a few hundred years."

　　 "So, what about the Imperial Navy on board."

　　 Soshyang clearly remembered that this frigate belonged to the Imperial Navy’s star field patrol fleet, and had nothing to do with the mechanics here. The consequences of moving them could be more serious.

　　 But Loken is full of confidence.

"Don’t worry, my lord, I’ll take care of this. I know the captain of the Honor Sabre. He is a very unwilling and squeezed guy, but the commanding skills and personality are definitely the best captains I’ve ever seen. Both of us are both. Like, he is not willing to return to the Navy sequence in his heart.

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　　 Soshyang nodded, even if he agreed to it.

　　 Then his gaze swept across the busy crews and workers, including the orbital guards who were still in shock.

　　 "Since we have decided to have a big harvest, then we also need to add some manpower."

　　 As soon as he heard this, Loken's eyes widened immediately. He suddenly realized that what his mentor had said in the past, once the interstellar warriors let go of their restraints on themselves, they would become extremely terrifying, which seemed to be true.

　　 But then Soshyang's words made Loken a little relieved.

　　 "You gather all the command of the guards and explain to them. I hope I can incorporate them in a more peaceful way."

　　 Soshyang's attitude of saluting first and then soldiers relieved Loken's originally hanging heart, and he immediately summoned the commanders of the guards.

Because most senior commanders are turned into a pool of rotten meat in the center, most of the original grassroots officers in the command of the Orbital Defense Force are only higher than the soldiers, but far inferior to those of the noble background. officer.

　　 After Loken clarified his attitude, at least half of the officers were willing to join the expedition of the astral knights, and they were fed up with the drive of those waste nobles.

The remaining half of the people hesitated at first, but under Loken's intimidation-mainly to emphasize the upcoming trial and accountability to them, they soon changed their positions and decided to join the Astral Knights and become an expedition. A member of the.

　　 In this way, the orbital military power is completely controlled, and the remaining workers and servants have no choice at all, and can only be forced to become the cornerstones of the expedition.

　　 Soshyang hasn't been kind enough to take care of all groups. This is the state of the empire, and he is also a member of the rules.

　　 When they knew that they wanted to stay away from their hometown and go to the unknown void, many workers shed tears and even cried secretly.

The Ashtars just stood far away, and a stern look behind the black eyepieces kept sweeping over everyone. They were screening which ones were suitable for the middle deck and which ones were suitable for the never-weather lower slave deck... …

　　While the workers and servants were carrying supplies with sweat, Soshyan took Loken and Falzad's team and boarded the bridge of the Honor Sabre.

　　Because of the previous invasion warning, the engine of the Honor Sabre had started and tried to drive away from Starport, but because of the appearance of the Astral Knights, the invasion was terminated, and the Honor Legion stopped this adventurous move.

When Soshyang asked to board the ship to meet with the captain, the other party did not want him, and immediately agreed. After all, the captain of an interstellar warrior group, what a noble character is that, even the commander of the patrol fleet probably I haven't seen it a few times.

　　It is an extremely lofty honor for the Captain of Honor Sabre to meet with Soshyan.

　　 Even in order not to lose dignity, he hurriedly pulled out a few musical instruments from the crew and organized a temporary military band.

　　 When Soshyang boarded the bridge of the Honor Sabre, a mess of music immediately floated, and its crudeness made Soshyang couldn't help looking sideways, and found that it was a group of nervous sailors with sweaty faces.

　　 Loken simply covered his ears.

　　 "Shame, shame, Glielle Hodges, are you ashamed!"

　　 The name Loken said belongs to the captain of this frigate.

　　On the main passage leading from the bridge to the command seat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a middle-aged man with a brown beard and a neat navy uniform is leading the senior crew on the ship standing on the red carpet.

　　 After seeing the tall figure of the star warrior, Hodges immediately raised his chest and performed a standard naval salute.

　　 "Gliel Hodges, with all members of the Honor Sabre, pay tribute to the honorable Captain Soshyan!"

　　 At the same time, the military band stopped playing music, and all the personnel on the bridge saluted Soshyang in an orderly manner.

　　 This is a very disciplined team, and Soshyang remembered this scene secretly in his heart.

　　 "Captain Hodges."

　　 Soshyang walked up to him, lowered his head slightly, and praised:

　　 "During this invasion, you handled it quickly."

　　 "My lord is absurdly praised!"

　　 Hodges tensed his face and spoke in a loud voice, as if he had enough courage to stand in front of an Astarte.

　　 Then, he leaned over his body and put his hand to the right rear, where he was still standing in a legion. He seemed to be in his thirties and was very nervous.

　　 "This is my deputy captain, Danilo Rimmer."

　　 "I have seen an adult!"

　　 "This is my first officer."

　　 "Bless the Emperor, it is a great honor to see you, my lord."

　　 "This is the technical priest on our ship."

　　 Five meters behind Hodges, standing by a mechanical priest, he looks about the same age as Loken, but he has significantly more mechanical parts, and his right eye has also been replaced by a mechanical eye.

　　 After seeing Soshyan, he nodded slightly and said in a very stiff voice:

　　 "It's a great honor."

　　 But when he saw Loken later, his eyes dropped.