Walk alone in the abyss

"Oh, Hunton, this plan of yours..."

Kolev looked at the projection screen where Yang Ming wrote the Sherman Imperial language, his brows slightly frowned, and then gradually eased.

"It looks very feasible," said the old man.

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Kolev quickly frowned and said, "But I need to pay a bill of at least several million."

"Are you short of money?" Yang Ming hooked Kolev's neck.

"No shortage."

"Then can you live forever?" Yang Ming asked again.

Kolev snorted: "How is that possible! I can only live another ten or twenty years at most, and I can't reach the 120-year-old average lifespan that those nobles are trying to pull up. I have left too many hidden wounds on my body. , in order to heal the cells to speed up the division several times, the telomere wear is too severe."

"Then what's the use of keeping money? Can you still feel happy after death?" Yang Ming's eyes were full of compassion.

Kolev was taken aback by the question, still struggling.

Yang Ming said seriously: "Kolev, your money is just by your side in another form, and it becomes part of your assets. Besides, when you take back those six pirate ships, you can sell one or two of them. At that time, you must not have so many crews to fly them."

"Oh, this..."

Kolev was lost in thought while looking at the projection screen.

Yes, Yang Ming's idea is great. Although this plan also has elements of risk, it is indeed more reliable and more executable than his previous plan.

"Handon," Kolev made a decision.

"Um?"

"After meeting you, my wealth has continued to shrink. I don't know if it's luck or misfortune."

Kolev shook his head and sighed:

"Give me some time to prepare. The most important thing is a small spaceship with strong stealth performance and an expensive bionic robot. These are not easy to get."

"Do you want to take Mimi Li over to do this together?" Yang Ming tried to propose.

"This is a men's war," Kolev said. "Let women and children hide first."

"You will be criticized like this, Kolev."

"I'm a pirate! A pirate!"

Kolev walked to his lounge angrily:

"Before the feminists have a chance to question me, the Star Patrollers will shoot me! I'm bleeding before I can take my pirate crew back! Oh my god! I haven't spent the last ten years doing that More credits!"

Yang Ming leaned against the star chart instrument, staring at his perfect plan, slightly raised the corners of his eyebrows.

Just relying on this old man's stinginess.

He must have a lot of net worth!

...

After the tedious and secretive purchases and preparations, Captain Yang Ming and his first mate began to formally implement their plan.

A dark blue stealth assault boat slipped quietly into the quiet meteorite belt.

It was Yang Ming who drove the boat, and the assisted pilot was Molly No. 2 who had entered the operating system of the stealth boat; Kolev kept a close eye on the comprehensive detection equipment, as long as there was any abnormality in the data, they would immediately give up the action and turn around and leave.

The tortoise-shell Feinan was docked behind an asteroid in the rear, in complete silence.

"Hendon, Mimily seems to be crying with anger. Molly told me... Mimily is very dissatisfied with me forbidding her to open that pirate ship. What do you think should be done?"

An old man tried to start a homely topic.

Yang Ming had no time to talk to him.

He stared intently at the auxiliary lines that appeared on the front glass, and calculated the crooked course to follow, his hands holding the square rudder were as steady as a rock.

When he got to the area where the route was relatively easy, Yang Ming couldn't help complaining: "Why did you choose the pirate base in the meteorite belt!"

Kolev said with a smile: "There is a channel I opened up in the other direction. This is the best barrier. Even if we are tracked by patrol warships, we can easily find a hiding place."

Yang Ming said: "So, isn't it invaded by us now?"

Kolev was a little speechless.

This slow sailing lasted for more than an hour. Under Kolev's guidance, the stealth boat easily crossed the slack cordon, and the front and rear engines output the minimum power at the same time, keeping relatively still with a meteorite in front.

Behind this meteorite is a small spaceport with a metal structure, and the protective shield guards the brightly lit buildings.

Two 200-meter-class and one 300-meter-class pirate ships are docked in the dock, and they are docking outside the protective cover.

Across the near-vacuum environment, Yang Ming seemed to hear the lively human voices inside the protective cover.

"Release the spores," Yang Ming ordered in a low voice.

Molly Two's synthesizer sounded: "Repeat, release the spores."

Kolev tapped the projection screen quickly with both hands, "Okay, release the spores."

The smooth stealth boat opened its tail, and electronic instruments that looked like mosquitoes fluttered outwards and quickly dispersed.

The stealth boat hovered there motionless.

Kolev stared nervously at the screen in front of him, on which tiny dots of light appeared, slowly approaching the three target ships.

A few minutes later, all three ships were surrounded by light spots.

And these fine particles did not attract the slightest attention of the pirate patrol team.

"Okay, let's get out of here."

Kolev whispered.

Yang Ming skillfully pulled up the square rudder, and slowly drove towards the way he came.

Leave the opponent's patrol area.

Get out of the opponent's radar search zone.

When flying out of this "starry sky and chaotic rock hillock", Yang Ming's forehead was sweating a little, and he complained: "This is much more tiring than teaching Mimi Li sword skills."

"Don't accelerate too fast, only by accelerating steadily can the concealment of this small boat be used," Kolev reminded, "There is still a big shark swimming in this airspace, we must be extremely careful."

"Relax, mate."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "My luck has never been bad."

Molly 2 suddenly made a sound: "I felt the detection frequency, and a small detection ship appeared. It is predicted that the route will intersect with our ship."

Yang Ming's smile suddenly froze on his face.

Ma De, the crow mouth!

A pulsating beacon appeared on the radar chart.

"Go back," Kolev said immediately, "We have to go back! This is most likely a probe ship of the Guell Union!"

"No, not Kolev, back too far, the other party should be staring at this meteorite belt! Our discovery of them means that we are also within their detection range, but our stealth performance has played a role."

Yang Ming said in a low voice, raised his hand and quickly pressed a row of buttons in front of him.

"Molly, let the spaceship stay still relative to the meteorite belt first, and then turn off the engine."

Kolev immediately understood what Yang Ming was going to do. He turned his head to look at the meteorite belt that was still in sight, and hastily turned off the instruments at hand, and fastened his seat belt.

Ten seconds later, the stealth boat kept pace with the meteorite belt.

"The engine is turned off, and the residual temperature is cooling down," Molly No. 2's report became softer.

Yang Ming said in a low voice: "Turn off the active radar."

"We'll be blind!" Kolev whispered.

Molly No. 2 repeated Yang Ming's words: "Turn off the active radar."

A small point of light appeared in the distant depths of space.

The cockpit of one's own side is already completely black.

Yang Ming leaned forward, crouching in front of the square mechanical rudder, his eyes fixed on the spot of light that was getting closer.

The speed of the other party is not slow.

"No. 2 cut off the encrypted communication with us, and kept noise on the same frequency band."

"Okay, turn off the encryption..."

Molly No. 2's voice stopped abruptly, leaving only two breathing sounds, one light and one heavy.

Kolev's breathing was a little short.

"Kolev," Yang Ming asked in a low voice, "Do the spores we sprinkle have antennas? How do they communicate with us?"

"They are some components, like electronic viruses that invade the software system. They will invade the spaceship's hull gap when the spaceship opens the outer cabin, look for opportunities to connect the circuit system, and then use the spaceship's own antenna to communicate with us."

Kolev stared out the porthole and said quickly:

"The next location will be relatively simple. Now is the hardest part of the whole plan, and there is no one around there with your little lover waiting."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Come on, Lina is a great white shark, I just want to wash her clean now—clean the memory about me."

The light spot appeared at forty-five degrees to the front right.

Yang Ming calculated the opponent's speed, pressed his finger in front of a relatively hidden button on the left hand side, opened the insurance cover on it first, and counted down three numbers in his heart.

Total battery off.

Life support shut down.

Yang Ming held his breath, put his finger on the button of the battery, and left the remaining oxygen in the cabin to Kolev.

The light spot appears thirty degrees to the front right.

twenty degrees.

fifteen degrees.

five degrees.

In front of.

Five degrees to the left.

Fifteen degrees to the left.

"I'm breathing... a little hard..."

Kolev's face began to flush, and the temperature of the cabin door was slowly dropping.

Still have to wait.

Kolev put his hand to his neck.

Yang Ming hesitated.

Although it is risky to restore the power supply to the hull now, it can only be a gamble. After all, it will take some time for the oxygen content to return to normal, and the old man's brain cannot be hypoxic.

Yang Ming pressed the main battery switch, the life support system was turned on, and the oxygen content in the cabin rose rapidly.

Kolev lay slumped in the seat, already in a state of less air intake and more air output.

Yang Ming turned his head and glanced at him, and asked sincerely, "Can I help you with artificial respiration, first officer? We should prepare two tanks of emergency oxygen or a portable space suit in advance."

Kolev waved his hands, coughed twice, and his lungs began to work violently.

A spot of light appears sixty-five degrees to the left of the front.

Yang Ming resumed normal breathing, slumped on the chair, raised his eyebrows at Kolev, and said with a smile, "Tell me, chief mate, what was the captain like just now?"

"How did you do it, Hanton...you're still full of energy..."

Kolev wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes were a little blurred, and he said slowly:

"It's probably a steamboat-shaped exploration ship, a big, bloated guy, so that more instruments can be stuffed in, but what I can be sure of is that the technicians of the alliance on it should be drinking coffee and chatting about which crew member motor butts...they didn't even notice us."

"Let's go, they should be on a regular cruise."

Yang Ming quickly opened a series of buttons in front of him, and the virtual image of Molly No. 2 appeared between the two of them, floating quietly.

"Captain, according to the analysis of the current situation, you have not been exposed."

"Number two, you take the pilot," Yang Ming said, "return to the mothership."

"Okay, the return to mothership operation is about to be performed."

The projection interface in front of Kolev resumed one by one. Looking at the data of the three pirate ships fed back in real time, a relaxed smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The show has begun, Hanton, and no one can stop us! No one!"