The glow of the battleship-class particle cannon, accompanied by the pale flicker of antimatter annihilation, tore through one huge gap after another between the Tyranid fleet. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The battle for Tantalus in outer space is gradually approaching its final moment.

"Let the Spirit flank the Tyranid fleet with the 4th battle group, and the 2nd and 3rd battle groups to form a defensive array around the Star Will."

"Understood, Admiral."

The bridge of the War Ark of the Will of the Stars was busy at the moment, and Admiral Duke stood in the middle of the bridge, staring closely at the simulation of the star field in front of him.

The blue holographic simulation of the 27th Fleet on the screen is extremely effective in tearing apart the Tyranid fleet, which was overwhelmingly superior in numbers.

The massive living warships are completely unable to keep up with the maneuvering speed of the Federation fleet, and the lethal firepower of the Federation fleet is enough to destroy the largest living warship in a single shot.

Biochemical plasma and sporangia were constantly released, but they couldn't even rub the edge of the Federation fleet, and even if they occasionally hit, they were quickly neutralized by the phase shield carried by the battleship, and they couldn't damage the hull at all.

That being said, Admiral Duke did not feel a sense of ease.

"Have you found the brood?"

"Sorry, Admiral, we didn't find any signs of the brood."

"That means these Tyranids are still just the vanguard fleet...... "Admiral Duke gritted his teeth, "the current situation is in our favor, but let's let the Combined Forces prepare to activate the gravity tsunami cannon, I'm afraid we can't wait any longer." ”

"Yes."

And on the other side of the battlefield, on the cruiser Indefatigable, the war continued.

"The Ion Cannon is fully charged."

"Open fire, reload the fifteenth-thirtieth missile compartments, release the fifth interceptor drone squadron."

Colonel Wade gave the command, and the blue beam of ions tore through the body of a nearly ten-kilometer-long Tyranid without hindrance, and the plasma missile destroyed the remaining structure of the enemy ship.

Colonel Wade exhaled.

This battle has been going on for a long time, he thinks so, I don't know when he will be able to solve the brood?

Colonel Wade, who was starting to get a little tired, looked at his men, they had been holding out for a long time, and if Damn Tyron didn't die sooner than he could, there would be no end to this battle.

But Taryn couldn't kill them all, their numbers seemed endless, and their bodies seemed to be tireless. And the soldiers are already starting to get tired.

They had been focused on the battlefield for too long and had not been repaired, and Colonel Wade knew that something was needed to boost morale.

Suddenly, a new plan flashed through Colonel Wade's mind.

"Statist, turn on the fleet channel," said the bearded colonel, "let's put something up and boost morale." ”

"But Colonel, we'll be scolded by the commander." The data clerk looked at the colonel with a puzzled expression.

"It's okay, just do it, scold me if you want to."

On the bridge of the Will of the Stars, the data staff officer stared at his screen and opened his mouth in surprise.

"Admiral, it seems that the cruiser Indefatigable has begun to broadcast something on the fleet channel."

"What?"

Admiral Duke took the channel, listened for a moment, and then smiled.

"Interception?"

"No," Admiral Duke shook his head, "Turn on the fleet radio and let the soldiers listen"

Quantum signals were transmitted from fleet to fleet, and as the broadcast was turned on, majestic harmonies began to sound on the bridges of each of the fleet's warships.

"From the distant sea of stars, to the distant shore."

The song begins with a grand symphony, which resonates between the fleets

"A nation of liberty defends justice with a shield.

Equal land, sweep away oppression with the sword.

The endless sea of dark stars, we chop the waves,

Brilliant and beautiful hometown, we are eternally watching.

Cruel enemy, we never retreat,

Blade, we fight to the end.

Have you seen the banner,

The flag of the Federation flies high. ”

Every soldier of the fleet, every officer, despite the movement of his hands without a trace of stagnation, began to sing.

This is their movement, the movement that belongs to the Federal Navy.

"Let the light pierce the stars

Let the storm tear the galaxy apart

We travel through the universe

We defend the glory of justice

Use battleships to declare

Shouting with guns

Free citizens, united

Fearless warriors, side by side

We pioneer the boundless stars

We defend the Charter of Truth

The Federal Navy, set sail

Let that great banner fly high! ”

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At the edge of the galaxy, in the dark space beyond the range of the star torch, a huge black ship is cruising at sub-light speed.

The battleship has a ghostly exterior with no reflection, and its near-perfect finish makes it almost unrecognizable from the darkness of space.

There was not a single sign on the exterior of the battleship, with the only exception being the vague icon printed on the side side.

A pitch-black, blue-eyed falcon, holding a cluster of arrows in its talons, is flapping its wings.

This mark belongs to only one organization, the scavengers of the Federation, the incomprehensible Dark Walkers.

This is the mark of the Federal Special Strategy Bureau, and this pitch-black battleship is the stealth operation mothership of the Strategy Bureau, the Silent Sky Punishment.

In the deepest part of the Silent Heavenly Punishment's deep interior, in a secret room, the director of the Special Strategy Bureau, Ma Cohen, slowly lowered the electronic screen in his hand and scanned the agents standing on either side of him with his eagle-sharp eyes.

"The information of the Blood Eagle has been transmitted, see for yourselves." Then, Malcogen turned around and looked at the star map in front of him with his hands behind his back.

"Director, the Blood Eagle report has confirmed the accuracy of our intelligence sources, and the existence of the Ancient Sage's database can be confirmed." A man in a black robe and wearing a nano-armor with a constantly rippling surface said, his tone rising and falling, just like his armor.

"But, Director, exposing your presence so simply is not conducive to the further actions of the Blood Eagle." A man in heavy power armor responded.

"It's simple." Turning his gaze away from the star chart, Marcohen looked at his men, "Because we need someone to stand in front of the stage and attract the attention of the government, parliament and public opinion, so that we can go one step further and open our plans." What's going on with Project Tinder? ”

"It's ready." A female voice responded.

"Come on, then." Marcoen laughed, "The time is fast and coming for these savage and backward races to kill each other against that ignorant empire, and to shine the last of their blood." ”