When Error Becomes Favorable

[Ayatolah]

-Scan more? we know all we can know scanning!, i'll get a group to aboard that wreck, the scans showed me an uncommon cargo inside, not clear, but metalic, who knows, maybe they were hauling very valuable materials.... using a battleship for that.

*makes some signals to few crewmates*

-guys get ready in your void suits, we gonna see what's inside that wreck! engineer, prepare the boarding tunnel,.... and take some guns, who knows...

[color=#990000]*not much longer, a group of renegades entered into the wreck, leaded by the butcher*

-you! come with me and we'll scout forward, rest of you, beware of the corridors- Butcher's voice sounded mechanic and void from the vac-suit speaker- We don't expect any resistance, but, you know....

-when one believes to be safe is when more vulnerable is!-chorused the rest of the group, reminding the drill-

-that's it!, now, let's hope our measures are unnecesary- said the butcher, and after a moment he added:
-pray if you want, but i don't want to hear it, uh?!-

*about 10 minutes later*

-well seems we're close to the cargo bay *walks to the door's pannel* and we have luck *touches some buttons*

PRESURIZING COMPARTIMENT IN 5...4...3...2...1... *said the female voice of a speaker nearby*
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFHHHHHHHHTTT!!!!
*the butcher looks at the small pannel strapped at the suit forearm* -well guys.... let's breath something better than the reciclated air-

With an "aaaaaaahhhh" of relief, the group seemed even happier, some of them even smiled, but the butcher headed without hesitation to the panel that controlled the great cargo doors.

-Hiromoto! your turn! hijack this door!-ordered the Butcher. The kusarian hacker began inmediately to break the safety passes on the door.

*after a pair of minutes*
Hiromoto smiled and said:
--door opens in....10...9...8... *the group became really nervous* i was joking! opens... NOW!-

-now i see why i had such chaos in the readings of my ship- muttered, marveled, the Butcher.
-hey... Jose, is that what i think it is?- said an amazed McMurray, who time ago, like Jose"Butcher",was a junker.
The butcher smiled and nodded. The image talked itself, amounts of molded pannels, hull components, and simmilar stuff, and all belonged to the Order...

*the butcher turned to the group and began to explain briefly*-this, as the good 'ol Murray though, are modular ships component, the standard method of contruction of the Libertonian shipyards in the matter of small ships like fighters and bombers, and Murray and me had....dealed with this kind of stuff time ago, fortunately for us, the Order followed the same contruction patterns from liberty... why will you change a thing that works so well?, also, those two Hathors bounded to this ship's hull... well seems that it will take a lil' time, but they're easily repairable, we can give thanks the nomads focused in the battleship.... This, fellow Renegades, ain't a common loot, this....

.....is a treasure!- yelled finally!

*after a a pair of hours investigating the biggest loot ever, the Butcher contacted with Rorry*
-Hey Rorry.... tell you what i found.... pieces to mount an uncertain number of snubcraft... and seems to be all tipes, some of my mates and myself we can deal with the assembling of most of them, this has been really a lucky strike........

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