ebookpocket.com #1796 - Set sail again
#1796 - Set sail again
“I fuck you——”
Loken's mouth was slightly open. When he looked away from where that person had disappeared, he saw the gun pointed at him. →
He took a step back and staggered to the ground. At this moment, his brain went blank.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind the chief guard, holding a cigarette. The chief guard took the cigarette, suddenly smiled, and turned to look at the person behind him.
“Mr. Roquim, everything has been done according to your request. This person is yours now.”
Watching all the guards leave with the body, Loken blinked, looked at Roquim with a face full of smiles, and finally reacted, shouting hoarsely.
“Roquim, I xxxx you xxxxx! I just got out of prison and you xxxx me xxxx, right!”
“Don't be excited. I thought an ordinary welcoming ceremony would be too monotonous and boring, so I prepared something special for you.”
Roquim helped Loken up, then removed the handcuffs and patted him on the shoulder.
“Alright, alright, I've prepared a real welcoming ceremony. Everyone is waiting for you.”
“You're really——”
“Oh, right, I didn't invite the Ford couple. I guess you probably don't want to see them right now either.”
Hearing this, Loken was silent for a moment, nodded, and then said in a muffled voice:
“Got any booze?”
“Yes, enough to get you dead drunk!”
“Any women?”
“No, but there's Kren. You can dance with him all night.”
“Uh, wait, Roquim, you're being so generous all of a sudden, I'm a little uncomfortable.”
“Because after this carnival, we're going to a new place to get back the money that Gomo didn't get! Don't forget we still have those 'treasures' in our ship, maybe we can sell them for a good price in that place!”
“What place? Don't tell me it's another godforsaken Warp scum den.”
“No, no, no, it's a treasure trove, full of money, women, and violence, definitely a shortcut to our future wealth!”
“You said the same thing last time we went to Gomo.”
“This time it's not the Warp.”
“Then where is it?”
“The Great! Maelstrom!”
“Huh!?”
On the way to the “hidden base,” Roquim told Loken about the series of events where Sorshyan was ordered to go on an expedition to the Great Maelstrom, which shocked him, and he didn't expect that he would miss such a big event.
When the two arrived at Roquim's secret base, which was actually a dilapidated manor near the monastery fortress, and pushed open the door, two bangs of fireworks sounded, and then a few lifeless ribbons fell on Loken's head.
“Happy release from prison! Loken!”
Kren was waving the fireworks in his hand happily. The greenskin was comically wearing a red robe with white trim, and a red pointed hat on his head, but the tip of the hat was already drooping to the side, with a small white pompom tied on it.
Next to him was Chanquilo, similarly dressed. The small rat-man was wearing a self-made isolation suit, with a comical mustache mask on his face.
Isvin was also among them. This guy looked a lot stronger than before, presumably he had been through a lot of “training.”
And not far from the dining table, Loken was surprised to see the little guy who had disappeared before holding a huge roast chicken on the table, but he felt that this one was not the same as the one who went to Gomo with them before.
“Happy my ass, Roquim, this son of a bitch, almost scared me to death!”
Loken complained as he walked into the house, and then greeted the little guy.
“Latashin, where did you hide when the ship was raided?”
The little guy wearing sunglasses, a white hat on his head, and dressed as a chef turned his head and looked at Loken blankly, and after a while, he blurted out a few words.
“I'm not him.”
“Huh?”
Roquim came over and patted Loken on the shoulder.
“This is Latashin's cousin, Tashinla. He said that Latashin went back to take care of his old man's museum business, and introduced him to our team.”
“Are you sure this is a cousin and not a brother? They look too much alike. And does Latashin's family run a museum? I've never heard him mention it.”
“Maybe they all look like that, don't say it, everyone, let's have a drink! Celebrate our reunion! And look forward to our future!”
“Cheers!!!!”
Everyone raised their glasses and drank heartily, then began to eat and drink, and began to pour out their grievances. Isvin said that if he hadn't been smart and knew a little bit about cooking and got a part-time job as a chef in prison, he estimated that a Space Marine's bolter could be stuffed into his asshole now, but he had to make food for thousands of people a day, even if it was just heating starch blocks, it was not an easy task, and his muscles were all trained through hard work.
Then Loken asked Roquim why he was going to the Great Maelstrom, and the other party immediately explained.
It turned out that the last time they went to Gomo, Latashin got a lot of strange Eldar products on the ship. These things had no market on Nason IV or even the entire star sector. On the one hand, not many people knew them, and on the other hand, the entire star field has been in a state of panic recently because of the Genestealers, and the Legal Department has also become a lot more vigilant, and the risk of illegal transactions is huge.
After thinking about it, he finally set his sights on the Great Maelstrom. After all, there is the Empire's famous black market, where there is basically nothing that cannot be sold, and nothing that cannot be bought.
Speaking of this, Roquim complained to Tashinla again, saying that his cousin took away that “hopeful” video tape without saying a word, and didn't even leave a copy, saying that he would play it in his own museum 24 hours a day. If he hadn't left a bunch of Eldar gadgets as compensation, he would definitely have gone to trouble him.
However, Loken immediately had a new question, that is, how would they go?
His ship had been impounded, and he didn't know if it was still there. Moreover, the Great Maelstrom was so far away, and that place was notoriously full of pirates, and now it was still a war zone. If they were discovered by their own people, the result would not be as easy as last time.
Roquim didn't care about this. He drank wine and patted his chest, saying it was not a problem, because a fleet of transport ships full of weapons and equipment produced from a mysterious forge world was about to go to the Great Maelstrom from Nason IV. This fleet used the banner of the Astral Knights. Roquim had already cleared the joints, fished out Loken's Dico, and it would join the transport fleet as a “research ship” to reach the Great Maelstrom under cover, so that it would be unknowingly.
After confirming the plan, everyone partied until late at night. Roquim suddenly blurted out when he was drunk.
“I don't know if Sorshyan's expedition will go smoothly this time. Maybe we can help him.”
As a result, his words were unanimously ridiculed by everyone.
At noon the next day, the supply fleet departing from Ulanhuda made a brief stop at Nason IV and then moved towards the Great Maelstrom war zone again, but few people noticed that there was an inconspicuous or very conspicuous small ship added to the fleet——
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