"Who? Who is that 'Trade Master' you spoke of? What were you going to deliver, and what did you mean by 'trouble'?" the Triads were getting increasingly puzzled. Was Anorstkt playing with their minds or what? They don't recall having an order from some unknown intergalactical trade organization.
Anorstkt sighed. "The trade master organizes trade between the DBCMA and other nations. What the hell do you think someone with that title do? As to trouble," He takes a deep breath. "On the DBCMA Ramiretz, we were shipping around 1,000 rifles, 600 miniature rocket launchers, 9,375 tons of body armor, 10,000,000 tons of heavily armored vehicles such as M132 Dragon Helicopters, H11 Enigma Armored Walkers, K2 Juggernaut Assault Mechs, and O743 Airborne Drop Tanks. We also had twenty million tons of ammunition aboard. And yes, the Ramiretz is a very powerful ship, now at the hands of a ruthless pirate. Here's a schematic.
Anorstkt pulled out a schematic, as a man smelling of piss and other horrible things stumbled out of the bushes, much to everyone's, Triad included, surprise. "Don't shoot!! Don't shoot, for the love of god, don't shoot!"
"Huh?!?" the Triads looked around, but quite a number of the Triads ended up pissing on their pants themselves upon smelling the mysterious man. And all Triads vomited, with some of the piss and shit hitting Anorstkt.
"Oh, oh god, that smell.." Anorstkt, somehow, maniged to control both his stomach and his bladder, while the man seemed to not even notice it.
The man's eyes shifted to Anorstkt, who had reflexively pulled out his pistol and set it's sights to the man's temple. "Who the fuck're you?" The man responded by pulling out a badge, with the letters 'Vie tean Dra Fored'.
"Huh?" the Triads were quite surprised to see the man of piss pulling out a shiny badge instead of some horrible stuffs. "What the... fuck? Is this Vietnamese or what?"
"Wait... Drann? Holy shit, how'd you get away from Dianos? Does he still have the Ramiretz? Jesus, we need to secure the cargo. No damn way to tell how much the time deduction is gonna be... And no, if that were a different language, it'd be a mix of French and Estonian. What it was, however, was his badge, supposed to say 'Vice Lieutenant Drann Fored'."
Of course the Triads were getting in a games of puzzle. They felt like they were being trolled. "Hey, who the fuck is Dianos? What is this thing you call Ramiretz? Are you acting or what the fuck, trolling us?"
"The Ramiretz is -or was- our vessel. Dianos is the current Admiral of the Sea Raiders, who pirated the vessel and is," he pulls out a device, his eyes widening when he saw it. "Approaching our location... He'll make landfall in a couple minutes. We have to move."