Of course, Captain Shahei was an experienced old sailor. Though a storm of shock had risen in his heart, the professional smile on his face remained flawless.
"Ahaha, now, now, those are all just cargo! I may have started out as a soldier, but I retired ten years ago, and most of my crew are ordinary civilian sailors. You give us too much credit. Assemble orbital cannons? Heh... That's dangerous, specialized work. We can't do that. We can't, mm, absolutely can't!"
"So you're not planning to assemble seven or eight orbital main guns right here on the ship, then install them on the spot and turn the Poseidon into a Titan. You really have no such plan, right?"
"I'm a peaceful civilian ship captain! I haven't been a soldier for years, and I'll be retiring in another four or five." Captain Shahei solemnly reaffirmed his identity.
"Then, since it's cargo, could you sell me some?"
"Well..." The captain was immediately at a loss for words. But after a brief moment of thought, his smile quickly returned to normal. "Of course, that's no problem. However, these aren't military aid supplies, so they must be sold at market price. Would that be acceptable to you?"
"Deal!" Yu Lian exclaimed. "Doing business with you is so refreshing! Though we've only just met, I feel like we really hit it off. I'm sure this won't be our last collaboration."
The dragonkin captain still wore a sincere smile. "Naturally! The Poseidon Fleet's mission is to keep the space lanes flowing and connect those who have goods to those who need them. As long as you remain a friend of the Alliance, Colonel, we'll have plenty of opportunities to work together."
Yu Lian chuckled.
"Then, Colonel, I'd be happy to do something a friend ought to