"So, who's going to hit us?" Add pondered. ,!

"No, we're accelerating in a straight line, and it looks like we're going to hit someone else." I analyzed.

Bumping or being hit is definitely not a pleasant experience. On the ground, a collision between a tank and a combat vehicle with a speed of no more than thirty or forty kilometers per hour can easily destroy one or even lose both, but at the moment, the big guy we are riding in can fly tens or hundreds of kilometers per second -- it will definitely be shocked to death, right?

What's more, in addition to the heresy redemption where we are, there is also a transport ship, a red pirate of the same class Luna, a Space Marine's assault cruiser, and the closest one, the Imperial Dawn. No matter who we hit, we don't have anything to take advantage of in terms of tonnage.

With only six minutes to speed up, it seems most likely that it will hit the Imperial Dawn? I was taken aback.

The forty-ton Chimera went full speed to hit the sixty-ton Riemanrus, the latter would normally suffer a lot of damage but could still go into battle if it was carefully repaired, and the former car was doomed to be destroyed. And what about the ratio of Luna to the Avenger? The Avenger is about one and a half times the length of the Luna, and more than three times the tonnage in proportion.

That's a desperate number.

After the siren was announced, there was another burst of majestic military music in the corridor, not just a simple music, but a chorus.

"We are the Emperor's blades, dominating the endless expanse of the galaxy,

Wearing the glory of a hundred centuries, stepping on a journey of 100,000 light years;

We are giants of steel, with fire and thunder in our hands,

Shelter sentient beings, intimidate the gods, defend the territory, and shatter the stars.

…………

…………”

From the unprofessional voice, I could tell that the song was not a recording, but a live singing by a soldier. This surprised me that in the army, although military music is also one of the effective means of boosting morale, it is really often used on occasions such as ceremonies, and except for a few regiments with special traditions, few people will take time out of their time to sing in wartime. For a moment, I even thought of a scene in the dimly lit operational headquarters amid the noise of artillery fire, a group of dejected officers singing military songs and burning their own flags...... I've been through this more than once......

I shuddered, and quickly shook my head to forget about this absurd idea. Just kidding, a moment ago we were in good shape, how could we be in such a desperate situation now? Moreover, although the song was not very impassioned, it was immense, like their warships, with a heavy and huge force, and it sounded more powerful than most of the military songs of our defense forces.

Opening the hatch and entering the bridge, we saw a group of officers standing in front of their respective consoles singing in unison, and the voices coming from the various communicators indicated that all the people on the ship who could sing the song were responding.

"What's going on?" Add asked. In such a loud singing, no matter how loud his voice is, he can't be heard, so he has to choose telepathy.

Captain Lem stopped singing, turned around and replied, "As you can see, we are preparing to completely destroy the Imperial Dawn with a single impact. We detected a powerful energy response, and if we were a little slower, its subspace engine would be fully charged, and it would have fled in front of us. If artillery continues, we cannot guarantee that it will be destroyed before then. ”

"The wolf ordered you to do this?" After Eddie finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, looked around, and asked, "Where are the wolves?" ”

"The Space Wolves are preparing to land on the Red Pirates' Grandena's Flare, and their runic priests are going to open up the landing ground first." Colonel Lem pointed to the Frost Fang and the Mackenna's Flare far away from the porthole, and added, "Even if they are here, they won't be of much help, and our Imperial Navy is not obligated to take orders from Space Marines. Since you gave me the battle order to destroy the Imperial Dawn, then as the captain of the ship, I have the right to choose any means that can achieve this goal. ”

"But wouldn't it be ...... to do that," Eddie was clearly worried about his relationship with the wolf.

Colonel Lem shook his head, "You see, it's only been a few decades since the Markana's Glory was taken by the Red Pirates, and the chaos pollution it suffered is not a serious one, and it can be purified and put into use very quickly after it is captured." Such a warship, which is barely damaged, can be called an extremely rich trophy even for the space wolf. And we are facing the Imperial Dawn, which has been degraded for 10,000 years, and it has been infiltrated into the deepest depths of steel by the filth of chaos, and it has almost no value to regain its reuse. We acquiesced in the Wolves' occupation of Makenna's Glory, which was already a great concession to them. Moreover, the capture of the Glory of Makenna was enough to exhaust all the strength of the wolves, and they did not have a greater appetite to eat the Imperial Dawn as well. As for the wolf's opinion, you don't have to worry about this. Only the brave will be favored by them, for which they can even ignore your petty offenses, and humility and respect can only be exchanged for their contempt. ”

Well, I know that very well. If Add wants to make friends with the wolf, all he needs to do is show his bravery, and there is nothing more courageous than a desperate collision that forgets to die. The question is, what if the outcome deviates too far from hope? Based on my experience with crashes, we should be the ones who suffer more after a crash.

I raised my doubts.

"Oh? Do you have experience with battleship ramming? Lem asked rhetorically.

Not really.

"Neither do I." Lem said calmly, "However, there are many examples of collisions written in the navy's textbooks, including heroic feats of destroying ten times its own tonnage and surviving unharmed, so I believe that as long as you strictly follow the regulations in the book, there will be no problems." ”

"But there are also examples of tonnage that are not much different but end up together, right?" Add asked.

Lem smiled gently, as if to comfort the nervous child, "Don't you believe in my abilities, Add?" If your teacher is still around, I'm sure he'll let me do it. Come to think of it, there are only two outcomes for any battle for us, either the Emperor thinks we've done our duty and lets us rest, or the Emperor thinks we're not done and keeps working hard. Either way, it's not hard to accept, is it? ”

There is really no way to refute what he said. But this also shows that you actually don't know the bottom of your own heart, right?

So Add shrugged and sighed, "Well, there's no price to pay. ”

Lem turned to hold on to the steering wheel, looked out the porthole, and said, "I'm sorry Add, but I have my own selfish motives here. I have served your teacher over the years, and I have experienced many major battles and many sinking records, but I have only seen a capital ship as large as the Imperial Dawn, and I have never sunk it. Now that a ship that has lost power is in front of me, I think this may be the last chance of my life, even if it costs my life. You are different from me, you are still young, and there will be opportunities to strive for greater glory in the future, so ...... If you give the order here, we'll still have enough time to change direction, and we'll have one more chance to fire our main guns before the enemy escapes......"

"But there's no guarantee of success, is it?" Eddie said.

"Yes......"

The burly old captain stood there with his back to us, motionless as Add's choice. The channel of spiritual communication has been cut off by Eddie, and the majestic naval song is still resounding in the bridge, and even I can't help but hum along, only Eddie stands beside me, silent.

I knew Eddie was going to die at this point. I'm sure I'd be dying, too—well, I've had a lot of similar dilemmas, but most of them have happened on the battlefield, and I didn't have time to settle down and weigh the pros and cons, and most of the time I rushed to the top of the board - and survived with my psionic skills, my vast combat experience, and the Emperor's protection. I really don't have much experience with a life-and-death dilemma like this.

But Eddie was silent for a moment before asking for my opinion. Are you the judge?

In my opinion, safety comes first, but can I express my opinion? After all, I wasn't the initiator of this battle, I was just passing by to help. Although I am not afraid to face death on the battlefield, waiting for a few minutes to do nothing and then turning into brilliant fireworks in a crash may be a great honor for the Navy, but it is completely different for me! In contrast, I would prefer to die in a face-to-face battle, which is the end of the truly Imperial Guard.

Looking through the portholes, the wide jet-black side chords of the Imperial Dawn had filled the entire porthole, and the hideous lines on the surface could be clearly distinguished. The speed of the battleship seemed slow and clumsy, but it was far beyond my imagination, and it must not be long before we had no chance to turn again.

However, if he misses the opportunity, will Eddie leave a lifelong regret like Daddy Lime?

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This time, I lost more than half a month of discipline, woohoo

Be considerate, there is really no way to feel at ease when you have hemorrhoids.

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