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Aidan sat in the silence of the armory, his movements deliberate and focused. The TX-7 pistol in his hand seemed to tell the story of his past, every mark bearing witness to his experiences. His gaze lingered on the interstellar alliance serial number on the gun, his face revealing complex emotions. The contrast between his former military officer identity and his current pirate career sparked irony and introspection within him.
He gently flipped the gun in his hand, his fingertips lightly touching the cold, hard metal surface. A faint smile appeared at the corner of Aidan's mouth as he murmured, "TX-7, a single soldier combat weapon, versatile and agile. It can fire thermal rounds and also be loaded with regular ammunition, adapting to various battlefield environments." His familiarity with this weapon seemed akin to understanding an old friend.
Next, Aidan began to carefully disassemble the handgun. He first removed the magazine, inspecting each bullet to ensure there was no damage or abnormalities. Then, he carefully disassembled the bolt, checking its internal mechanisms for smooth operation. Aidan's fingers moved deftly, placing each part on the table with great care and precision. The barrel and grip were also dismantled, cleaned, and thoroughly inspected at each joint.
Throughout the disassembly process, Aidan maintained a focused and calm expression, his gestures demonstrating respect and reverence for the process. Each component was arranged methodically, and his gaze lingered on them, as if savoring every experience of using the gun.
The assembly process is equally rapid and precise. Aidan first precisely assembles the barrel and bolt together, ensuring smooth mechanical operation. Then, he attaches the grip, double-checking each assembly point to ensure no oversight. Finally, he loads the magazine into the gun, gently pulls the bolt, and tests the firearm's functionality.
Upon completion, Aidan raises the pistol, takes a gentle aim, and then lowers it. A slight smile of satisfaction appears on his face, showing pride in his work. The pistol in his hand is not just a weapon but also a piece of history, representing the transition from an officer to a pirate.
Aidan's past has always been a mystery to his crew. They only know that this man, who was once a officer in the Interstellar Alliance, embarked on the path to become a pirate, and there are no answers to why. Aidan himself has never revealed the details of this history to anyone. The crew can only guess from his occasional emotions and some words that he seems to be deeply frustrated with the Interstellar Alliance, which ultimately led him to leave.
In the armory, Aidan holstered his pistol and absentmindedly started playing with the Flying knife at his waist. His gaze became distant and profound, as if recalling the cause of this supply station operation. His memory took him back to a recent day in a bar on the Obidus star. It was a chance encounter where he overheard a conversation mentioning that there seemed to be some significant activity at the supply station near the Kaplan Star, possibly hiding some valuable items.
For Aidan and his team, this news is like a ray of light. It's been a while since they've executed a large-scale operation, and this supply station seems like an excellent opportunity. This information fills Aidan with excitement and anticipation, perhaps this will be the start of their return to glory.
His gaze falls back on the Flying knife in his hand, planning for the upcoming operation. Aidan knows that regardless of his past, he is now a pirate, and his future and destiny are closely linked to this vast universe. This operation is not just for wealth, but also to prove himself in this boundless cosmos.
In the dim light of the armory, Aidan's figure appeared particularly lonely. His fingers unconsciously slid over the cold steel of the Flying knife, expressing a kind of invisible anxiety and anticipation. In the depths of this interstellar space, Aidan's mind was filled with deep thoughts and doubts. He knew that the upcoming raid on the supply station seemed simple and straightforward on the surface, but his intuition told him that there might be more unknown risks hidden behind it.
His gaze appeared profound in the faint light, contemplating the possible consequences of this operation. "Besides the usual coins and supplies, what exactly are those so-called big moves hidden in this supply station?" Aidan murmured to himself, his eyes flashing with suspicion. This unknown factor was like a fog shrouding the upcoming operation, bringing him a sense of uncertainty pressure.
He deeply realized that in this interstellar world full of competition and danger, any seemingly easy target could hide enormous risks. "This target must have attracted the attention of others as well. Could there be other pirate groups or competitors eyeing it as well?" Aidan speculated silently, knowing that this possibility significantly increased the risk of this operation, but it also ignited his pirate spirit of challenge.
Aidan understood that every raid, every adventure, was a test of his and his team's abilities. In this ruthless interstellar battlefield, only those who dare to face challenges and seize opportunities can survive. His eyes revealed a firmness and determination, ready to face all the upcoming challenges.
Aidan stood up, took a deep breath, and tried to dispel the doubts in his mind. He tightly held the Flying knife in his hand, as if seeking determination and courage. He knew that no matter how great the challenges of this mission, he and his team would bravely face it, proving their worth and strength in this galaxy.
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