The Mech Touch novel Chapter 939

A bad feeling crept up to Ves. Simply put, there were several questionable points about the Finmoth Regal’s state and her decision to hole up on Aeon Corona IX.

Ves voiced his concerns. While the Swordmaidens seemed receptive to his suspicions, Captain Orfan found them to be overblown.

"What are you thinking, you dolt?! Just because one of our combat carriers missed the fleet doesn’t mean she turned hostile all of a sudden!"

"I still feel uncomfortable about this. I’d rather we hide the shuttle somewhere and wait for the arrival of the fleet. There shouldn’t be much of a difference, right?"

Although Captain Orfan wanted to reach the Finmoth Regal as fast as possible so she could unwind in the company of fellow Vandals, both Ketis and Dise supported the suggestion proposed by Ves.

Inwardly, both of them would rather wait until a Swordmaiden ship arrived to secure their own share of the loot.

A tense situation descended upon the shuttle as Captain Orfan found herself outnumbered by three skeptical people. Although nominally, she should be in command, the others weren’t exactly her direct subordinates. She wouldn’t be able to dictate their actions by herself.

She turned to Ves, as she recognized that she at least stood a better chance of gaining the upper hand with his support. "C’mon, Ves, aren’t you looking forward to a nice long shower and a comfy bed to rest and relax? We never really had the time to put down our guards ever since we landed on Seven."

"It’s because we’re so close that we need to be at our highest state of vigilance." Ves firmed up his resolve. Though his intuition didn’t tell him much, his suspicious nature compelled him to doubt the circumstances. "Look, let’s just wait for a day and see if the fleet manages to catch up. If they aren’t coming, we can always rendez-vous with the Finmoth Regal."

With no one else to back her up, Captain Orfan had no choice but to agree to wait. She access a comm panel and sent a brief transmission to the Finmoth Regal.

"Heya, Finmoth Regal. We’ve decided to wait for the arrival of the rest of the fleet. Last I heard, they’re fighting through a horde of sandman ships, but they’ll definitely be here within a day or less. Hang tight, okay? We’ll all be reunited with the fleet and can leave this forsaken star system together."

"Captan Orfan." The Finmoth Regal’s comm officer replied over the channel. "Mech Captain Bonnet insists that you land on our carrier. Our long-ranged sensors have detected a massive amount of activity and weapon emissions from Aeon Corona VII. We believe it is prudent to follow the second contingency plan and fall back to another Star System. Are you in possession of the cargo, ma’am?"

Ves pressed a button that momentarily muted their comms. "Don’t answer that question, please."

"Fine, you suspicious git." Orfan scowled at him before brushing aside his block. "Ahem, we are indisposed at the moment. If you don’t mind us, we’ll park ourselves out of the way while we wait for the rest of the fleet. Tell Julie Bonnet that we’ll be sharing drinks some other time!"

A short crackle sounded out from the channel before someone else patched into the comm channel. "Rosa! I don’t know what’s gotten into you but you better get your butt down here in our hangar bay! This isn’t the time to play one of your stupid games!"

"That sounds just like Julie Bonnet." Orfan whispered to Ves. "Look Julie, I’d love to join you, but there’s a bunch of spoilsports on my shuttle who would rather for the Shield of Hispania and the Jaded Sword. So I guess you’ll have to keep that beer you owe me in the cooler for a while longer!"

The two began to argue like a pair of familiar drunks. Captain Orfan actually enjoyed frustrating Captain Bonnet and she went along with the plan to wait just to spite her fellow mech captain.

Of course, as Bonnet’s orders and cajoling grew more heated, Ves noticed from the sensor readings that the mechs of the Finmoth Regal erupted into activity.

"The Finmoth Regal is launching out more spaceborn mechs. Their mechs are also fanning out in a search pattern."

Captain Orfan frowned at that development. "Julie, what the hell are you doing?"

"We’re dragging you back kicking and screaming, that’s what we’re doing! As I’ve already stated, this is a critical time and we should evacuate as soon as possible!"

"What about the fleet?"

"You need to face reality, Rosa! They’re dead or delayed for such a long time that there’s no point in waiting!"

Even as the two mech captains continued bickering over the comm channel, the mechs accelerated as they traced the comm channel in the direction to the shuttle. Ves noticed that the mechs flew very fast.

Lieutenant Dise’s expression grew even graver as she zoomed in on the footage provided by the shuttle’s advanced optical sensors. "Those mechs are making an aggressive approach. I don’t like the way they are brandishing their weapons."

When Orfan studied at the footage, she lost her jovial mood. "Julie, call off your dogs. They look like they are itching to take someone down. Why are you guys so nervous, anyway? There’s hardly an enemy ship or mech in sight."

"You obviously haven’t seen how desperate we fought to keep our ship from fallen apart or being eaten by living sand! It’s not safe out here!"

While Captain Bonnet’s answer sounded plausible, Ves made an alarming observation as he zoomed in as close as possible to the rifles of the ranged mechs. "Their weapons are hot! All of their safeties are disengaged and they can instantly shoot us down if they get in range!"

"What?! What is the meaning of this, Julie?!"

"It’s as I’ve said. I’m bringing you back whether you want to or not. Forget about waiting for the fleet!"

Nothing about Captain Bonnet and the Finmoth Regal’s response to their presence reassured Ves. While this might all be just a huge misunderstanding, their complete lack of willingness to wait sent alarm bells ringing in his head.

"Please keep our distance from the Finmoth Regal’s mechs." He said to Dise.