Frajos sat in the captain's seat on the bridge.

He stared solemnly at the scene outside the window.

Without the need for a bird's chart or various radar readings, Frajos could see with the naked eye the behemoth that occupied most of the bridge window's field of view through the transparent bridge window.

"Sir, there's a call request from the Stiletto." The attendant standing next to him said.

"Connected."

Frajos said without turning his head.

A half-length hologram appears on a nearby device.

It is a Wokotai wearing bone-white power armor and no helmet.

Ogedei asked, "Flajos, what is that?" ”

Vlajos shook his head lightly and said:

"I don't know, I still want to ask you."

"The Stiletto's subspace engine has failed, and my navigator told me that the subspace energy in this sector is so active that I am afraid it will not be able to make the jump."

Frajos nodded: "The same goes for the Sausaland. ”

Ogedai asked, "What do you think?" ”

"There is no doubt that this must be another conspiracy of the traitors, but I have not figured out how their plot will be carried out for the time being. ”

Outside the porthole, a huge mechanical metal structure silently crossed in front of the cruiser Sosalan and the frigate Stiletto.

Two space battleships several kilometers long, in front of this mass of metal structures, are like two small melon seeds in front of an ugly big potato.

The structure resembles an irregular ellipsoid, crooked and pitted, and if you look closely with a telescope, you will find that it is made up of countless wreckage of ships of various types and styles.

On the large screens on the Sosalan bridge, the technical crew had placed the surface details of the huge metal structure that had been scanned by the analysis for everyone on the bridge to analyze.

Inside the bridge, there was only the rustle of the servants and crew, and everyone was watching the pictures, and no one spoke.

Frajos, who was sitting in the captain's seat, swept the detailed pictures one by one with a solemn gaze.

"Oh my God, that's ......," said a technical priest stationed on the ship, excitedly pointing to a graphic symbol on the surface of the metal structure's shell:

"It's a symbol of the Dark Ages, I recognize it, it's in the historical materials that introduce the Iron Man Rebellion!"

The technocratic priest lifted the dark red hood above his head, revealing a cheek covered by a metal mask and a sbreathing tube, and turned to Flahos and shouted:

"My lord, it's a Dark Age spaceship, it must contain Dark Age technology, we need to land on it and explore it, my lord!"

Frajos shook his head slightly.

He's not a Technologist of the Cult of the Mechanics, and the Sosalan isn't a research ship of the Cult of the Mechanics, it's a warship belonging to the Space Marine Legion.

As the Supreme Commander here, he needs to consider the priority of tactical objectives, more intelligence, the casualties of the warriors, and so on, rather than leaving the Automata madmen to their own whims.

"My lord, I remember, as far as I know, it is the so-called space wreckage that once appeared in the Koplu Star Zone."

A mortal staff officer said suddenly.

"Spaceship...... "Frajos muttered to himself.

He had heard the term before, floating in subspace, a mixture of subspace wreckage that haunted in the physical universe of reality.

It's erratic, extremely difficult to defend against, and the aliens that accompany the ruined ships often bring great disaster to the local planet.

But this thing in front of me is also too big, far more than the size of a "ship", it is simply an asteroid.

The Ultramarines on the Saussalan suffered heavy casualties on the planet Losswell 7, and the squads were not fully organized, and Frajos was very hesitant about the sudden appearance of the space ship.

"Frajos." The half-body holographic projection of the device flickered vaguely, and he said meaningfully:

"At our current rate, by the time we reach the solar system, the war will be over."

Wokotai's words strengthened Flahos's conviction that no matter what was on this scrap ship, ancient technology, alien creations, or anything else, at this point in time, nothing was more important than the war on Terra, and everything was prioritized to travel to the solar system.

"I command."

Frajos said in a deep voice.

"Bow light spear, charge and prepare, aim at this space scrap ship, three full-power salvos."

"Roger."

The technical priests and artillery officers were instructed to operate from the console and accurately communicate the firing commands to the bow light spear group.

A pair of Void Splitting Light Spears fixed to the bow of the Lun-class cruiser began to charge.

Frajos then said:

"Turn to the left at forty-five degrees, broadside cannon array, loading, high-explosive shells, one shot, after loading, fire sequentially."

"Roger."

The artillery officers in charge of the macro artillery array were once again ordered to continue their busy operations.

The engine vents at the stern of the battleship spewed blazing flames, pushing the cruiser to slowly turn and move, and huge shells weighing 1,000 tons were stuffed into the chambers of the broadside macro guns, and this array of mine-strike macro guns was ready to fire.

Frajos snapped down a barrage of orders.

Despite following Ogedei's advice, Frajos decided to make a tentative attack before leaving, to see what the level of the shipwrecks was.

Will it fall apart in a salvo of fire from the Sosaland.

There is no need to aim at all, huge targets can be hit with eyes closed.

When it was ready, the thick energy beam gathered by the light spear instantly erupted and shot straight at the tattered and dilapidated shell of the space ship.

The three beams of light all pierced through the shell without any suspense, and then disappeared into the pitch-black interior without a trace.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" ……

There was no sound in space, but the tremors and loud noises of the cannon firing still reached the feet of everyone on the bridge.

Huge high-explosive shells exploded into flames on the hull of the space ship, and when the flames dissipated, all that was left was a dark crater.

Sure enough, it didn't work.

The Moon-class cruiser is a conventional type cruiser, and it is not equipped with a nova cannon that can only be equipped with heavy cruisers and battleships, otherwise Frajos would like to test the power of a nova cannon.

"Sub-light engine, full speed ahead."

Frajos reluctantly ordered.

If you can't mess with it, you can go around, the subspace jump can't be used, can't I drive away slowly?

The tails of both ships erupted with blazing white flames, and they turned their heads in unison and began to move in one direction.

At this moment, suddenly.

The massive metal structure moved.

In the middle of the shipwreck, a large standard circular pit suddenly sank into it.

The pit stood out from the irregularly shaped hull of the ruined space ship, narrowing the middle of the mass of metal structures, from ugly potatoes to twisted potatoes.

An invisible ripple emanated from the pit, reverberating through space.

The inertial system on the cruiser failed for a moment, and then immediately recovered, and everyone on the bridge was shaken by the shaking hull in an instant.

Hurriedly stabilizing his body, the technical priest had already shouted:

"Look, my lord!"

The mechanical tentacles under the dark red burqa pointed to the screen, and the screen showed that the output of the sub-light engine was gradually increasing, and had increased to its maximum power.

However, the speed of the battleship on the speedometer is gradually decreasing!

By the time the descent was zero, the entire battleship had come to a complete halt.

The engine vent at the rear is still at full capacity.

But the battleship just didn't move.

Outside the porthole, some tiny meteorites suspended in space are already slowly moving backwards.

"It's tugging at us!" An Ultramarines non-commissioned officer said in shock.

"It's a gravitational siphon, my lord!" The technocracy said hurriedly, "The instrument has detected that a huge gravitational field comparable to a neutron star has suddenly appeared on this space scrap ship, and we are being pulled closer to him by its gravitational pull!" ”

Frajos's face instantly darkened.

The traitors who colluded with Chaos made a space hulk appear here, and they were really prepared.

"Turn, find the orbit of this gravitational field, or just get out of it!"

Frajos commanded loudly.

After some operation, the technical crew responded anxiously:

"Report to sir, steering rudder failure!"

"It's useless, it's a gravitational force in the vector direction, unlike the normal gravitational field of the planet, and we can't form an orbit around it." Said the technical priest.

The crowd on the bridge couldn't help but start talking, and someone suggested another full firepower output to see if they could knock out the deep pit.

Some objected that the tail of the battleship was now facing the pit, and the steering had failed.

Hearing this, Frajos's eyes became deep, he took a deep breath, and the whole person calmed down, and the whole bridge fell into a moment of anxiety, and the man said loudly:

"Space Marine, assemble!"

"Yes!"

The Ultramarines squad leaders on the bridge instantly responded.

They got up and began to mobilize their squads and went to the boarding deck to assemble.

Flahos suddenly got up from the captain's seat and said:

"Since we can't get out of the pull of gravity, then we just land on it, no matter what tricks the enemy is playing, we will directly destroy their device!"

There's nothing you can't do with a gang hop.

If there is, then do another gang jump.

Frajos quickly ordered:

"The terminators of each squad are selected separately to form a spearhead assault team, and the first batch to board the ship on a gang torpedo."

"Roger!"

"All Space Marines, reload the Jumper Shield, carry double armor-piercing grenades, and reload Blaster Pistols, Plasma Pistols, and Molten Guns."

"Roger!"

After a dazzling series of orders, Frahos turned to look at the technical priest and asked, "At the current speed, how long will it be before the body of the Sosalan comes into contact with the space hulk?" ”

"We're still quite far away, and with the same suction, it's expected that we'll be sucking together with the space wreck, my lord." The technocratic replied.

"Forty minutes...... Enough is enough. Frajos said.

After thinking about it, he turned his head to the technical priest and instructed lightly:

"If the battleship and the space scrap ship come together and the gang team still can't solve the problem, then activate the emergency plan and detonate the plasma reactor of the battleship."

Blew himself up and died with the Chaos traitors.

The technical priest was stunned for a moment, and then said slowly, "Understood, my lord. ”

Frajos slowly sat back in the captain's seat, staring blankly ahead.

In this battle, he will sit on the bridge and command, and he has already made up his mind to burn the enemy.

At this time, the extinguished holographic projection lit up again, and the figure of Wokotai appeared on the device.

"Flahos, are you ready to jump?"

Faced with the same situation on the Stiletto, Ogedai had already guessed Frajos's choice.

Frajos nodded.

Wokotai also nodded and said:

"I sent four Space Marines to join your gang jumping team, there is only one request, they can only obey the command of Captain Aoyama."

Frajos said, "Yes...... Wait a minute, I remember that Aoyama wasn't a sergeant, how did he become a captain? ”

"Just now, I decided to promote him to captain. ”

All right...... Frajos has nothing to say, this is a matter inside the white scar, and he doesn't care how this rank is haired.

When the big war comes, the award of titles is still a trivial matter, and the key is that with the addition of four more new forces, the chances of winning have increased a little.

There are only seven Space Marines on the Short Sword, and there are four in one go, which is already considered to be the elite.

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