By the time Cillin and the others had arrived at the rendezvous point Shawton had mentioned, the other five squads had already returned to their respective squads. After they had merged their starships with the Sixth Squad's main starship, they reported their hunted goods and traded them to the buyers they had already contacted.
However, Silin didn't need to do anything about it. Right now, he was sitting in his room reading a book. It was a book about space parasites he borrowed from Engi. There were a lot of things that couldn't be found on the federation's major online platforms, and normal electronic publications wouldn't record too much about them. Some of the truly useful things required permission to read. Silin's current identity as a Hunter couldn't read some official documents.
Hunters usually kept their belongings to their own people and wouldn't easily make them public. The book in Silin's hands belonged to Vanguard, and it wasn't announced to the public.
This book was more like a notebook. It was something that the person who wrote it down wrote it down. Although it wasn't the original, at least all the notes were copied exactly the same. Silin could see the mood of the person who wrote it at the time from the handwriting.
The person who wrote this notebook was called Chamounidin, but Engi only said that it was left behind by a deceased senior. He didn't explain too much about Chamounidin, but Silin could roughly guess the person's identity from the contents.
From some of the things recorded in the notebook, Silin knew that Chamounidin was a member of the Third B Squadron. He was probably an engineer on a starship like Engi, but his position was higher than Engi's. This was because Chamounidin had mentioned the Third B Squadron's commander Nata more than once, and it seemed like he had a good relationship with Nata. The problem was that the current commander of the Third B Squadron wasn't called Nata, but Falvey.
That being said, forty-seven years was enough for the masses of humanity to welcome a new generation.
Judging from the ephemeris recorded in the notebook, this notebook had been around for a while. The last record was forty-seven years ago, and there were no other records after that.
There were a lot of pictures in the notebook, and they were all of the parasites Chamounidin encountered when he was in the Third B Squadron. There were also annotations and explanations at the bottom of the pictures, stating the habits and hobbies of the parasites shown in the pictures.
As Silin was reading, the doorbell rang. It was Kari, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Although he was waiting outside, Kari's face was full of excitement.
"What? Did you win the prize? You look so happy. "Cillin closed the book and said to Cary who came in.
"Hehe, I have something to show you!"
Kari took out his laptop and brought up a 3D projection.
"Look, new equipment! Do you feel domineering? This time, the captain is really going all out! "Kari said excitedly as he switched images.
Just looking at the image alone was enough to shock Silin. There was a wide variety of weapons in this batch, ranging from cold equipment to firearms. Although he didn't recognize many of the strange weapons, he knew that they were expensive just from the plasma guns and shoulder cannons.
Kari pointed at one of the wrist blades and asked sneakily, "Do you know how much this wrist blade costs?"
"What material?"
"I don't know, but I asked the lieutenant before, and this is how much it costs." Kari held up five fingers.
"Fifty thousand?"
"Five hundred thousand!"
Truly shocking...
Silin had always thought that he was a little rich, but now he was dealt a blow.
"It really is a money-burning job!"
Seeing Silin's expression, Kari said, "You can't be thinking that those lousy guns you used to kill white bears are enough for a five-year mission, can you? Exploration in the universe is a money-burning job. If your equipment is not good, no matter how many lives you have, it won't be enough. In the last five-year mission, I remember that when I went to kill a strange creature, it crushed my high-strength alloy knife like it was mud. I almost lost my life. "
Cary dragged a chair over and sat down. "Before I became a Hunter, I was very naive about everything. Only after I became one did I realize how stupid I was. Luck doesn't come to me all the time, and benefits don't come to me all the time. In the captain's words, we have to be pragmatic. Confidence needs the accumulation of capital. So basically, the trivial missions that we usually do are prepared for the five-year mission. "
Silin agreed with Kari's words. A few hundred million might seem like a lot, but in reality, if it was really used on high-level missions, it would burn through very quickly. Just like the results published in Glory and Code, they were obtained by stepping on the corpses of countless people and test subjects, and burning through countless amounts of money. Otherwise, how could it be so easy to have such illustrious achievements that would affect the entire League of Stars?
Even Horay, the one who created the strange chip, must have sacrificed a lot of people's lives even if he didn't necessarily spend a lot of money on it. Cillin still remembered the failed experimental subjects who were preserved in liquid like specimens in Horay's laboratory.
Looking into Silin's room, Kari asked, "Where's that bastard cat of yours?"
"He went to patrol the territory."
That guy had to patrol this starship every day, clearly dividing it into his own territory. The Miantuan also joined in the fun. However, Silin did not allow Huimao to step into other starships. He was only allowed to move around in the small team's starship.
"By the way, Kari, do you know Chamounidin?"
"Chamounidin?" Kari frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Never heard of him."
"What about Nata?"
"Nata … I think I've heard of him. Oh, he's the father of Falvey, the captain of Team Three! Nata was the previous captain of Team Three, but more than 40 years ago … "
At this point, Kari paused and scratched his head. "Silin, some things are hard to say."
Silin waved his hand. "It's okay, I'm just curious. This notebook was written by Chamounidin, and Chamounidin used to be a member of Team Three. However, Brother Engi said that Senior Chamounidin had passed away many years ago. The last record in this notebook was from 47 years ago."
"47 years ago. That year, many glorious people fell … Sigh, I've only heard a few words. If the captain doesn't talk about these things, it's better for us not to talk about it. You know, the incident that year involved many people. It's too complicated. The four major Hunter regiments, the military, and even some political figures were involved."
"Yes, I understand." Although he said this, Silin was actually very curious about the incident that happened 47 years ago. After all, he had never heard anything about it until now. However, what Silin thought was one thing, but he could not show it on his face.
"Alright, I'm here to talk to you about the new goods. As frontline combatants, we have the right to choose first, but our choices are limited. Think about what you want to choose first, and I'll send you the information. The lieutenant and the others are probably coming back from a meeting soon. When they return, we'll depart for Sector Z. We must do a good job this time! "
Not long after Kari left, Dias returned from a meeting and notified the members of the squad to go over and instruct them on the relevant matters. Then, the staff members returned to their positions. Although they were connected to the A Squadron's large starship and did not need to do much, they still had to pay attention to some details. They had to be prepared to deal with unexpected events at all times.
Amidst the music, the giant starship marked with the Vanguard emblem left Sector T and headed towards their destination, Sector Z of the Dark Triangle.
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