The Twenty-seventh Hunting Fleet of the Tyranns, or simply the Twenty-Seventh Hunting Fleet, of course, as they prefer to call themselves "Storm", is one of the five mobile fleets that the Federation has stationed in the galaxy, and in the short two hundred years since the Federation came to the galaxy, this fleet has been fighting on the front line against the Tyranids. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They are frequently found in various parts of the galaxy that have been infested by Tyranids, and under the influence of the fleet's supreme commander, Admiral Mayan Duke, this fleet is far more aggressive and encounters than most other hunting fleets.

As a special fleet formed to destroy Tyranny, the 27th Fleet has a terrifying armed force, including a war ark, and his nearly fifty kilometers long prism-class (Prism) dreadnought "United Forces", as well as a large number of various battleships and cruisers, the long years of war have honed the combat skills of this fleet, but the long years of hunting in the galaxy have made this fleet repeatedly appear in the eyes of all kinds of friendly or hostile forces, of course, The Storm Fleet's elusiveness makes it impossible to encircle it, but on the other hand, the Empire has put the Federation fleet back up in case it threatens the Emperor's territory.

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In phase space, a large fleet is crossing the distant sea of stars and heading straight for Tantalus V.

The Twenty-seventh Hunting Fleet of the Federation, also known as Storm, is a powerful fleet, and the core of this huge fleet is a giant ship that makes people tremble.

The Prism-class dreadnought USS United Force, her 50-kilometer-long ship, her relativistic main cannon capable of destroying a planet's biosphere or penetrating the planet's core with a single shot, and her dense array of terrifying weapons all reveal a simple fact, once the Federation's will is established, it will be realized.

At this moment, in the huge bridge of the "Chosen One", the commander of the fleet, Admiral Meanduk, was doing something he hated very much—listening to the battle plan of the Fleet Staff Committee.

General Mayan watched boredly as his confidential staff officer, Marsch, repeatedly stressed to several combat staff officers the necessity of not using antimatter missile saturation bombing in this operation, while several intelligence staff officers were arguing with each other about the size of the hive, with two repeatedly emphasizing that this time Tyron might be at the second threat level instead of the third as we were told, and repeatedly showing their information to the others.

Admiral Mean glanced at the star map of the Datania system they were about to arrive, then was slightly amazed by the dense moons of Tantalus V, and then looked out the window boredly, remembering his last conversation with Admiral Lincoln.

"So, Duke, I have a request for you about this campaign, do everything you can to minimize the damage, which is important for the Federation."

Loss? Mayan asked herself inquiringly. Does it mean a planet, a galaxy, or a civilian? It can't be Tyranny anyway, and the Federation won't be merciful to those bugs.

That late refers to the ecological environment of that galaxy, as well as the complete protection of the planet. As for the civilians, objectively speaking, it is really not optimistic how many surviving civilians there are in that galaxy that has been destroyed, and this is the Imperial Star Field, so it is doubtful how many can be saved.

However, the need to do still has to be done.

"Alright, let's focus on fighting the bugs." Admiral Mayan stood up from his chair. "First of all, let me clarify the battle plan you have drawn up."

"Yes!" The chief combat staff officer saluted a military salute "According to the data map of the Central Computer and AI Field Analysis Group, we assume that Tylen is the third threat level, and after combining the analysis of the intelligence department, after the fleet arrives in the Datanya system, it will first enter the hidden zone, and at the same time send the vanguard fleet led by Colonel Kemig to join the Incident Elephant and the Vengeful Waves, and recover the database. ”

"Next," the second combat staff officer reported, "the entire fleet will form a battle formation around the United Forces and enter the battlefield at sub-light speeds while striking at the same time." ”

Finally, the third combat staff officer added, "After confirming the Zerg mothership, the entire fleet will be in defensive formation around the Ark of War, with the Combined Forces conducting a gravitational artillery attack." ”

"At present, this plan is only a framework, and more detailed arrangements are still being prepared." The last operational staff officer added.

Mei An thought for a while, "After perfecting this plan, provide me with two more sets of alternatives, the second set of options is formulated against the background of the second-level worm nest, okay, dismiss!" The Federation will win! ”

"The Federation will win!"

Mei An saluted a military salute, watched his staff officers salute in return, and then rushed out.

Now, Mei An thought about it, it was up to him to see the performance of his old subordinate.

"Khadgar, I hope you're right." Admiral Mayan whispered, then looked up at the outside of the bridge.

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I looked at the devastated planet in front of me, subconsciously touched the hilt of my phase sword, and then exhaled.

(Alpha, Commander Tyrell, have they already sent out a reconnaissance unit?) ）

(Yes, the information network that the Holy Silver Angel had set up on the planet has been connected to the battleship host, and we have plenty of time, by the way, what do you think about the person to be called the key?) ）

(Well, according to what IELTS said to me before leaving, the so-called keys and guides are somewhat similar to the genetic authentication system, and the key should be a special kind of psyker, but the problem is that the federal psionics and the psionics in the galaxy seem to be completely different, and we don't have a way to locate them, so we can only wait for the communication of the psions in high orbit now.) ）

（…… Do you think they are reliable? I'm talking about the Elves. You may be angry when you say that, but I always admit it

Something for them to hide from us. ）

(Diplomacy is originally a game of groping for each other's hole cards, not to mention that this time the Elves are not only friendly with our friendly Iyandon Ark, but also the Usvi Ark that we know very little about, although I have confidence in IELTS, I will not be naïve enough to wait for the Elves to say something before acting.) ）

(So what are you going to do, we don't even know what the characteristics of the target are.) ）

(Yes, we don't know, but if it's that simple, then why do we still lay out information networks?) Although we don't know who to turn to, someone does. ）

Next, I looked at the dense red dots on the strategic map, and several of them were deliberately marked to stand out.

(The large forces of Chaos, the Eldars, the Orcs, and the two small forces led by high-level psionics, plus the Imperial Space Marines, I think one of them must have the same purpose as us.) ）

Next, I glanced at a few black dots on the map (and the trouble was, first, when exactly will Tarren arrive?). They don't give us time. ）

(Second, how powerful the enslavers really were.) ）

Alpha picked up my words, and I nodded equally worriedly

(I hope Kevin is careful)

I thought so.