As soon as Sylvia's words fell, the atmosphere on the bridge changed! All put down their work and focused their eyes on their captain.

Before anyone else could say anything to stop her, Sylvia said, "No more need to say anything. Even if our light spears cooled down later, we would not be able to win a battle with an artillery battle with a transport. Heavy torpedoes were the only weapon we had that could wreak havoc on enemy ships, and I happened to be the only one with experience in sinking battleships. So ......"

Her gaze swept across the bridge like a sharp sword, and everyone who was swept back subconsciously. She fixed her gaze on the captain who had just been at the helm, "First mate, after I leave, until the military department sends a new captain over, you will be the acting captain of Melved Picker. Protect our sacred territory. ”

The captain's mouth moved as if he was about to say something, but Sylvia had already raised her arm to salute him, and he had to return the salute, clenching his teeth and saying nothing.

Everyone on the bridge stood up and saluted their captain.

Honestly, my tactic was crazy enough.

According to the progress of Chaos boarding at this time, the crew can easily deal with it, but what next? As the distance closes and the blood sacrifice progresses, the next chaotic force projection will become faster and faster, and this process can only be barely delayed, and cannot be stopped or reversed. Once Chaos becomes familiar with the combat environment on our ships, teleporting or summoning more powerful soldiers and demons, the fragile and uncombated crew will suffer a heavy loss. What's more, the other side is a large warship with a crew of more than 3,000, plus the otherworldly creatures that can be summoned continuously as long as there is a blood sacrifice, the enemy is almost endless, and the man on our ship is less than a thousand, and the necessary personnel to operate the ship are removed, and there are only a handful of manpower left for battle. The absolute disadvantage in manpower made it impossible for us to win in hand-to-hand combat.

My assumption is that the most experienced battleship duel on our side at this time is Major Sylvia, and since the small transport ship cannot use her combat power, then give her a real battleship. Since she was absolutely confident that she would be able to defeat a large cruiser with that light cruiser, I would gladly trust her. It's just that the power of psionic energy is dangerous and difficult to handle, and I have some confidence in teleportation if it were on flat ground, but with such a huge relative speed between our ship and the target, it will be an unprecedented challenge, and a single mistake could throw her into the endless void. However, if I teleport both of us at the same time, even if the first teleport fails, I can immediately make up for my mistake.

But there will still be additional changes to the plan: what if the crew on the Luna-class has been reduced to the point where it is impossible to keep the ship running? What if you can't control the battleship? What if the battleship is already damaged to the point of being unusable? I can't come up with a suitable solution to these superfluous changes.

However, it was clear that she didn't have enough confidence in me, or that she believed too much in her own abilities. She was so crazy that she wanted to use the lightest Thunderbolt fighter to challenge a battleship that was nearly two kilometers long and as huge as a mountain!

I've never seen a plasma torpedo, but I've seen a lot of Thunderbolt fighters, and it doesn't look like it can carry heavy weapons.

Well, considering that she had also wrecked destroyers before as a pilot, presumably her flying skills were also passable. And looking at the look on her face, I know that she belongs to the kind of person who is absolutely unshakable once a decision is made. I can't say that she changed her mind, all I could do was fully cooperate with her plan.

"Well, I'll be leading a group of volunteers to teleport to the heresy Redemption in a moment, banish the chaos there, and pick you up there. Melved Picker will leave without slowing down, and there should be no way back here. I said. …,

Even if it's not for her, just for my former brother, I'm going to be redeemed by heresy.

Hearing this, she hesitated, "This...... There shouldn't be any need...... Forget it, so be it. ”

What do you mean by unnecessary? Could it be that she was planning to carry out a suicide attack?

At this time, the communicator next to him put down the communicator and reported: "Mechanical Priest reports that Chaos has taken over the A1 cargo compartment where my bulk cargo is located. ”

"Take it back!" She waved her hand. "We're close to making contact with enemy ships, and we only have twenty minutes."

Armed with a power sword and pistol, she stepped out of the hatch of the bridge, took a spacesuit with propulsion from someone else, opened the thruster and rushed deep into the long, dark corridor. From time to time, heavily armed crew members came out from both sides and silently followed her. There are often lights in the aisles that have been extinguished for an unknown number of years, welcoming those soldiers who are about to set foot on the battlefield.

I also followed her and didn't wear a bulky spacesuit. I have a full set of breathing apparatus in my package, because our Defence Forces often have to fight in places with harsh air conditions. Psionic shields protect me from vacuums, and propelling myself forward with psionic energy is much more flexible and faster than jet propulsion. It wasn't long before my mechanical servant Ah Da followed behind me. He unleashed a tentacle full of fabled Kraken, and eight guns surrounded him.

We rushed through the corridor as fast as we could, and soon reached the storage area, by which time our team was close to fifty men, enough for a reinforced platoon. After two sealed hatches and a decompression chamber, we entered the battlefield.

This is the first time I've fought in a completely vacuum and gravity-free environment, and just re-establishing the perception of space is already scratching my head. And it's completely dark, there are no lights, and although my psionic sense can penetrate even real obstacles, and I can see my surroundings clearly in the dark, my teammates don't have this ability, and even with the advantage of being familiar with the environment, they still need to turn on the lights from time to time.

The cargo hold is already full of chaotic filth, this does not just refer to the smell, in fact, the smell in the vacuum does not exist at all, the chaotic filth is more strict zhòng is the pollution of the soul, people who are not strong enough in this polluted environment will be prone to panic, anger, loss of rationality and other uncontrollable conditions, all kinds of hallucinations appear in front of the eyes, the murmur of abnormal sounds is heard, and the strict zhòng will directly cause depravity. The pollution was already severe, and the souls of the infidels who had been teleported and died in a vacuum wailed and screamed in my ears, filling the otherwise silent cabin with noise. I have been trained to be mentally trained to easily eliminate these distractions and concentrate on the battle, but the crew is not, and if they are not fully pacified and inspired, they will soon lose themselves completely, or even defect to the enemy's side.

This is where chaos is most disgusting. Fight against Chaos, and you don't know when your teammates will defect.

The clean-up work that had been carried out under my orders had not been smooth, and it was already very difficult to move around the environment, and the flames could not burn properly, making it impossible to burn the bodies on the spot. After a few skirmishes, we gave up.

On the ground, it is necessary for the political commissar and the imperial bishop to do the work to make everyone resist the spiritual invasion, but in the current vacuum environment, the sound cannot be transmitted normally, and the communicator cannot be used by one person, and the simple speech is no longer powerless. For this reason, I had to make great efforts to build a spiritual barrier for each of them, and by the way, I proclaimed the articles of the Imperial Canon in their ears again and again, and reluctantly assumed the task of bishop.

The search in the dark didn't last long, and I already felt the enemy close in front of me. I ordered all the teams to turn off the tactical lights and divide into three squads to outflank them in three ways. While it is impossible to see in the dark, with the psionic vision I share, everyone is aware of their surroundings. The only thing that disturbs me is that I don't know if the enemy will be able to do this.

As I approached, I could feel the enemy more clearly. It wasn't much of an elite unit, it was still the outfit of infidels cannon fodder, but the difference was that they could survive in this vacuum without a spacesuit. Yan zhòng's chaotic pollution has caused their physical mutations, they are much stronger than ordinary people, and can even absorb energy directly from the chaos to sustain their lives. They formed a circle, and in the middle of the deck were painted the mark of the evil god of slaughter. An evil ritual is underway, and if it is not interrupted immediately, a bloodthirsty and violent demon will later respond to the call of this blood sacrifice and step into reality.

I did not order the attack. In the first battle, I want the perfect start to boost morale.