Transformer Ship Novels & Stories

Charlie also instructed Porter, “If you have any ideas about the transformation of that ship, sort it out and tell me as soon as possible. I will ask Autumn to arrange for the shipyard to carry out the transformation work directly.” Porter hurriedly said, “Mr. Wade, I’ve already thought about it, and there are just a few directions for the general transformation. The renovation of the deck and part of the cargo warehouse should be converted into living quarters to accommodate more armed personnel. As for the speed boat, it is simple and can be procured at any time.”

The warship stretched across the display. Four kilometers long. Daniel shook his head slowly. “That’s not a ship.” Sophia spoke quietly. “That is a command fortress.” Elizabeth looked at Lewis. “And Adrian Vale is inside it.” Lewis nodded. “Yes.” Emma zoomed the radar further. The escort submarines were now moving into a tight formation around the giant vessel. “They’re protecting it.” Victor nodded. “Standard defense pattern.” Daniel crossed his arms. “So the boss has arrived.” Sophia looked at the system clock. “Arrival in eighteen minutes.”

Ashr glanced over at the ship and grinned devilishly. "If it was once red then the previous owner was the Orion king, Sepharious. Is this truly his old craft? I know you can't legally disclose that information but, If you can prove that it is, I'll pay you double what you're asking," The dealer was befuddled and started wringing his hands. He was telling Ashr to come to the office to check out the ship's documentation. I waited outside when he went inside. I walked around the docked ships and looked more closely at the Phantom. I ran my hands across the smooth metal and marveled at the aerodynamic curve of its shape. It was built to slice seamlessly through the cosmos. I watched Ashr exiting

If he was slightly slow and they created an opening for Miss Alba Fellowes to kill herself, it would be very spell unnecesarry trouble. In order to prevent any accidents, the old man yelled. “You want to take the Blood Bursting Pill? No way in hell!” Then, he exuded the strength of a Sovereign Ranker. Boom! The merchant ship shook violently. It was as if it could not handle the old man’s energy. If this merchant ship was not Alba's primary means of transportation and had undergone a special transformation by Treasure Trove, it would have already disintegrated. Despite this, it was still a bit shaky and in danger of disintegrating at any moment.

There's no going back. Furious and protective, yet blazing with finality, Damien looked directly into my eyes. "We finish this... together." Coming Near the Castle An enormous, fortress-like command ship, half battleship, half floating military base, rose out of the swirling turmoil of the storm as Natalia's mobile fortress. Under the flashing lightning, her armored hull shone brightly, and its tall command tower rose like a knife piercing the sky. Like predators circling their prey, combat drones patrolled the enormous top deck, while heavy artillery platforms monitored the storm-tossed water with deadly accuracy.

Destroyer. It too had A-ranked Federal Shipyards “Castillon” Armor Plating and C-ranked Federal Shipyards 150mm Cannons. But that was where the differences ended. Sitting atop the destroyer was a massive weapon that was as a fourth the length of the destroyer itself. More than that, it was affixed on extended arms that allowed it full range of motion, and could target and attack any ship in range. Mia swallowed her saliva as she looked at its readouts nervously. The screen listed it as an A-ranked Federal Shipyards “Cacophony” AuralWave Disruptor.

Although Peltratria laughed as he said that, he picked up the pace. As they got closer to the door, Chasm recognized this type of ship as a transport instead of any sort of fighting machine. Before he had a chance to get a good look at the carrier, a set of steps whooshed down to the ground. Rhylent walked up and into the vessel behind Norwell and Peltratria.

And hovering right above it, tethered by thick refueling umbilicals, was the Aegis-Class Destroyer. The train was heading directly under the belly of the massive airship. "The cargo-lift doors on the underside of that ship are open for receiving," Dax said, his voice deadly calm over the roaring wind. "When the train passes underneath, the track goes up a slight incline. We hit the throttle, disengage the mag-locks, and use the train's momentum to jump straight up into the hangar bay." "We're going to jump a motorcycle into a flying battleship," Tank said, a wide, manic grin visible behind his visor. "Prez, you are a beautiful lunatic."

Lights along its hull glowed softly, reflecting on the calm sea. The ship was far bigger than she'd imagined. "Is that the ship?" Alina asked quietly. Adrian followed her gaze. "Yes. That's the one that'll take you." The SUV stopped not far from the foot of the pier. The door opened. The night air hit Alina's face at once—cold, salty, mixed with the soft crash of waves against the dock pilings. Adrian got out first, then helped Alina out. The moment her feet touched the wooden planks of the pier, Alina could see the ship's form more clearly. Not an ordinary yacht. Three visible decks, large windows with drawn curtains, and a small flag fluttering gently on the main mast—an emblem she didn't

“Near the edge of the Toxic Sink. Keep the filters on. The air out there is literal poison.” ​As we crested a ridge of rusted girders, the freighter came into view. It was a monster of a ship, a bloated, armor-plated cylinder that looked more like a fallen skyscraper than a vehicle. It lay on its side, half-buried in the orange dust of the yard, its massive thrusters pointed toward the stars like the mouths of dormant volcanoes.