“Get going!” She urged him to pick up the pace causing to Ubel stumble forward. The teen however just stretched his neck and went back to his thoughts before being jolted back to the present again with another kick which caused him to almost fall to the floor. He quickened his pace, his mind racing with the possibilities in the cargo bay.

But before they could reach their destination, the ship was rocked by an explosion, sending Ubel and the pirates stumbling to the floor. Panic and confusion rippled through the corridors as the crew scrambled to regain their footing.
Munda Ek're's voice crackled over the intercom, his tone tense and urgent.

“What the fuck is happening out there?! Did one of you retards shot-”

“It isn’t us boss! A torpedo just struck the ship you’re in! It comes from nowhere! Wait… Boss! Multiple ships detected!”

“Who and how many?!” he yelled his frustration and worry, thinking that a UGTR patrol force had detected them.

“No recorded ship IDs!”

“Who the fuck? Find it!”

“No recorded affiliations! B-boss! We are being attacked by unmarked ships boss! Other ships just sent their report- we detected…”

“What?! SPEAK!”

“It’s our drones boss! They are attacking us!”

“WHAT?!!”

Munda rushed to the ship window and saw the swarm of drones that he deployed earlier to prepare for any ambush scenario. He scanned one of them with his ocular implant and found out that he had lost his privilege as the main owner of these drones.

“Boss! More and more of our drones are activating! Even the droids are at-” The communication was cut off and replaced with a deafening static. Munda knew it was a jamming measure.

Was this a planned ambush where this unsuspecting miner was bait for them? He immediately turned his gaze towards their prisoner who was still restrained and saw his grinning face, ear to ear. This reaction caused Munda to start sweating. He then passed the current situation to the crew that he was with.

"We're under attack!" he shouted. “Head back to our boarding pods!”

He already assumed that they were caught in a trap.

“What about the prisoner boss?!”

“Fucking shit! Just shoot him!” He pointed at him in rage.

But before they could even shoot him down, his crew was suddenly gunned down by unknown shooters from both ends of the corridors.
"Ambush! We are under attack!" he yelled to his still-unaware crew.

But before they could even begin to process what was happening, both ends of the corridor were filled with gunfire. He turned to the shooters and realized that they were not human, but humanoid droids in black metal armor with rifles in their arms. The crew that accompanied him noticed the strange attackers.

“B-boss what the fuck? They are our droids! Why are they shooting us?!”

“Someone hacked and took control of the entire drones and droids! Shoot them down!” he yelled as he exchanged volleys of energy blasts with the robotic units that surrounded them.
Their metallic forms moved with deadly precision as they incapacitated the crew one by one until Munda was also shot down. The shooting then quickly went into silence as their shooters walked towards them who were all groaning in pain or bleeding. Then he saw their prisoner stand up as he was saluted by the droids. His restraints were cut off by one of the droids using some sort of energy-based knife.
“Well, it took you quite a time,” he said towards the droids who then started rounding up his disabled crews and dragged them towards the cargo bay. Munda Ek're's heart sank as he watched his crew being carried or pulled like some sort of sack.

"By the way, I told you the truth," Ubel said casually. "I am alone. And to be honest, I am both impressed and disappointed. Impressed at the number of drones and droids under your control. Most pirates and outlaws hate working with them. Disappointed because you didn’t even put any anti-hacking measures. Did you just find all of them from a scrapyard and pray to some machine god for them to work or something?"

Then Ubel stood over him, freed from his shackles and smiling triumphantly. Munda Ek're realized that they all had been manipulated. He and his crew had been lured into a false sense of security by Ubel, only to be ambushed and overwhelmed by an army of humanoid droids that previously were part of the boarding teams. Then in his last will of resistance, he opened up his comms to his other ships and attempted to send a command to scuttle the mining ship they were in.

“Send so-”

But before Munda could even complete his sentence, he felt a sudden jamming of his communication to his ships.
“Please stop resisting.” Ubel looked down at Munda who was still writing in agony from his injuries. Then he commanded one of the droids. “Pick him up.”

The inorganic servant of Ubel followed and lifted Munda from the bloodied floor. Enough for him to see what’s happening outside of the window beside him.

“As you can see, your ships were preoccupied at the moment.” he signaled one of his droids to kneel on the ground.

As Ubel calmly seated himself upon one of the droids, Munda Ek're could do little but seethe with anger and frustration. They had been played for fools. His gut told him of danger yet for the first time, he knowingly ignored its warnings.

"So who are you, for real this time?" Munda Ek're asked, his voice laced with sarcasm. "A UGTR agent sent to hunt us? No… it's probably one of the High Corps in Terra. You would never have any capability of hacking this large amount of droids without their support and upgrade. Especially when the upgrade is undetectable… was it a new technology?"

Instead, Ubel was shocked for a second then laughed loudly at his statement. Then he replied.

“I am no one at the moment. But don’t worry, you can be proud that you have become a stepping stone for my first day in regaining my former name.”

But before Munda Ek're could press Ubel for more answers, a wave of energy rippled through the ship. Even Ubel and the droids were barely able to balance themselves from falling back to the floor. Then something drew Munda’s attention to the open space beyond the window. There was a new looming figure, before them like a behemoth from the depths of space, was the largest ship he had ever seen. Munda Ek're's eyes widened in disbelief as he took in the sheer size and magnitude of the vessel before him. It was unlike anything he had ever encountered, a towering monolith of metal and machinery that seemed to dwarf even the largest of the pirate vessels he currently has.

"What... what is that?"Munda Ek're whispered, his voice trembling with awe and fear.

Mostly, pirates use a ship that has the best firepower in their fleet as their flagship. And Munda heard about the tales of capital ships, wreaking havoc on the battlefield in the depths of space. Being used as flagships by admirals and fleet admirals in every battle that will define the fate of a state. He never saw one in person as he would never or always try to avoid military ships a few jumps away. He only saw an image of a UGTR Capital class, Nidhogg Type ship on the news. It was claimed to be UGTR’s one of the top-of-the-line ships against their enemies.
But in comparison to that, the ship that his eyes were now resting upon was what he could call a supercapital. A massive ship that he could feel the space around it, crying in pain for its presence.

As the massive super capital ship decloaked before them, Munda Ek're and his pirates who also saw it on the cargo bay, could do little but stare in awe and disbelief. The sheer size of the vessel alone was enough to make them feel insignificant and powerless.

"That my dear friend," he said, his voice tinged with excitement, "...is my masterpiece. And soon, it will be the instrument to my rise. To be honest I didn’t expect to use it right after appearing on this world… or shall I say, universe."

He smiled proudly as he gazed upon his creation, his eyes alight with excitement.

"Behold," he declared, his voice ringing with triumph. "The Blitzkrieg."

Ubel then started explaining the capabilities of the Blitzkrieg, detailing its advanced weaponry, impenetrable defenses, and unparalleled firepower. It was a vessel designed for one purpose and one purpose only: total domination of the battlefield.

"This is not just any ship," Ubel continued, his voice filled with pride. "This is a Stealth Module, Titan Class- Apocrypha Type ship. You can consider it as a Supercapital Ship. It is equipped with nanoveramite hulls, photon shields, a Gravity engine, and a host of other advanced technologies that make it virtually unstoppable. And not only that, it-"

Before he could continue, he was interrupted by a droid who inserted itself into his immersed explanation of his beloved ship.

“Commander, we have successfully subjugated the entire fleet of enemy ships. We have captured their crews and are awaiting further orders.”
Ubel, obviously annoyed at being interrupted, sighed and ordered his droids again.

“Nevermind. Treat their wounded but keep them restrained. Then gather them all in a single location and await for my holos on each ship. I may need to send a message to all of them.”

Then he turned to Munda. “Oh yeah, take him to his friends on the cargo bay.”

The droids followed his orders on every word and marched towards their assignments. Ubel took a final glance at Blitzkrieg, smiling as he finally saw the ship that he always wanted. Then he hurriedly went towards the cargo bay where the final phase of his plan would occur.