The process of entering this abandoned city was not complicated. Soshyan only brought six soldiers with him, including Armin and technical sergeant Liko Rogris.
Generally speaking, it is actually very unwise to conduct landing operations in subspace, because this will break away from the protection of Geller's position, causing the landing ship to become a target for subspace predators.
But because of Soshyan's existence, all this became no problem.
The moment Thunder Eagle left the Starfire, Soshyan used the breathing method taught by Brother Said to catch the flow of gray marrow and slowly squeezed the liquid metal toward his heart.
As gray veins covered his face, the howls and roars surrounding the Thunder Eagle quickly faded away, leaving only a few undetectable curses.
The other six warriors sitting in the Thunder Eagle were unable to perceive all this, and they could not see the changes that had occurred in Soshyan. They just felt that they were much quieter.
Along the way, the vehicle nimbly avoided various debris. Only when faced with this difference in size did Soshyan realize that the hulk was indeed approaching the Spark at an extremely fast speed.
But her engine was always off.
Obviously, there is another force at work.
After flying for ten minutes, the Thunder Eagle entered the broken flight deck of the abandoned city and found a relatively complete take-off and landing platform.
"Maintain battle formation."
Soshyan was the first to step out of the hatch, with the Shengyan sword in his hand already unsheathed, ready to fight the enemy at any time.
Armin led his team to follow Soshyan closely. Because this was a gravity-free environment, they all activated the magnetic locks on the soles of their boots, which somewhat affected the speed of their actions.
When the team dispersed in a fan shape, Soshyan glanced at the auspicious device in his hand, and saw that the weak life signal was still there.
His intuition told him that the answer lay in this signal that should not have appeared.
Then, he led his team into an unlit corridor through a bombed passageway.
When entering the dark passage, the compressed metal creaked with the footsteps of the Space Marines. It may be due to the impact of surrounding debris, or it may have been swept by the storm. In any case, when Soshiyan and others
The whole ship groaned as we entered.
What surprised Soshyan was that this wreckage with no signs of life could still remain stable enough.
The other warriors' tactical lights, from bolters and helmets, pierced the darkness and painted the walls of the chamber in silver paint.
Despite being in the void for many years, the labyrinth of corridors and halls inside the ship managed to avoid the serious damage it would have otherwise, and everything looks as good as ever.
Not far from the hatch, there are tools for external repairs, and many Gothic warning signs, including pressure suits suitable for mortals, are hung in rows in the storage cabinets.
One of the storage cabinets was also opened, and when the tactical light on Soshyan's helmet swept over it, the black fabric gave off reflected light.
Everything is normal, but...but it's different.
Boom——!
Suddenly, the sound of something hitting the metal deck came from a distance and echoed in the corridor.
In an instant, seven beams of light were pointed at the end of the corridor, and the sound of heavy breathing echoed in the communication channel.
"Be careful, but don't be too nervous to prevent a fire."
Soshyan glanced at the boundless darkness and then issued an order.
"Come on, let's move to the upper deck."
As they marched, the soldiers' hands on the guns relaxed, and the lights were scattered everywhere.
Strangely, they encountered nothing along the way. The only surprise was that Soshyan saw a very ominous symbol on the wall of something similar to a church.
A book burning with flames.
Soshyan also didn't expect that this was actually a battleship of the Seventeenth Legion, the Word Bearers Legion!
The Word Bearers, the earliest Imperial missionaries, were one of the nine legions that betrayed the Emperor during the Horus Heresy. They became Chaos Space Marines and dedicated all their loyalty to the Primarch Lorgar.
and the God of Chaos.
Before their fall to Chaos, the Word Bearers were known for their extreme religious fanaticism, and even after their fall, they were still the most fanatical Chaos Space Marines. Their most famous tactic was the Dark Apostles (corrupted version of the Space Marines)
Priest) to inspire them in the heat of battle
Space Marines fought against their pagan allies.
There is no doubt that such a warship with a mutinous legion must be full of dangers.
So he paid full attention.
Finally, in the narrow vestibule near the bridge, they discovered the crew for the first time.
A large number of servitors are attached to the huge door leading to the bridge, which blocks access to the bridge.
"Has been dead for a long time."
Armin stepped forward to examine the shriveled body of a servitor and found that its eyes were staring straight at the ceiling and its body was covered with a thin layer of frost.
"It looks like it's almost turning into rock."
The Space Marines groped the remains, trying to find the cause of its death, but to no avail.
The other soldiers moved to push the door open, and Soshyan watched them, watching as the four Space Marines and the superhuman strength of their power armor struggled against the door.
Strictly speaking, they had found nothing so far, but he had a bad feeling, as if he had been brought here on purpose and was being played by something.
His hand grasped the handle of the Holy Flame Sword tightly, and then the long sword burned red and was held in the hand of the Space Marine like a torch.
"I guess the ship was abandoned a long time ago and the crew was kidnapped or killed."
Armin, who found nothing, stood up and said to Soshyan:
"Sir, I've heard stories about ghost ships drifting in subspace. Maybe we should go to the power room and have a look."
"Crew? That's not it."
Soshyan pointed to the dead servitor.
Armin looked back and shrugged.
"It's impossible to run a ship with servitors alone."
"Sir."
Rogris suddenly interrupted and pointed to the console beside the door.
"I just checked and it still works. I should be able to open the door."
"Then start immediately."
"It might take a little time."
Rogris muttered, asking the soldiers who were struggling to open the door to get out of the way, and then tinkered with the console with his fingers.
"Rogris, what took you so long?"
A few minutes later, Armin's impatient voice sounded.
"Didn't you hear what I said before... I don't know anything about mechanics. Different codes and standard protocols are slightly different. The server's command algorithm will also degrade over time. It may take... Input completed
!”
With a dull sound, the lock opened, and the door vibrated as the Space Marines opened it.
Then, Armin was the first to raise his gun, tearing through the darkness with a tactical light, scanning the rows of scattered metal plates and pipes on the ceiling, as well as huge
mechanical device.
The moment he opened the door, even Soshyan held his breath.