In the darkness of the void, distorted flecks of light tore open the curtain of reality, and a huge fleet sailed out of it.

Fu Qinghai first took stock of the troops in his hands.

Fu Qinghai, Qiao Shida, and Camille are barely three Astarte veterans, with more than three hundred young recruits, and the good news is that the recruits have all undergone a new and all-alienated transformation, and all of them are equipped with MK8 Chaos-type power armor, so they don't have to change their clothes in turn like before.

Such a strength is far more than a company can be combined, and the number of companies specified in the Astarte Code is one hundred Space Marines.

The fact is that Fu Qinghai and others never took the "Holy Codex" in their eyes from the beginning.

In terms of warships, an Emperor-class battleship, a Compulsor-class system control cruiser, and the rest are transport ships and factory ships that are not capable of fighting.

Originally, Fu Qinghai still had a frigate, a sword-class frigate captured from the Thorndike family in the nest capital of Shiweilin, but this battleship retired from the navy was too old, Fu Qinghai left it at the Saturn shipyard to renovate, and the crew also stayed, ready to return to the nest capital on their own after refurbishment.

Yes, Fu Qinghai didn't think much of this frigate, it had neither a teleportation deck nor an airborne launch port, which did not fit the functional positioning of the Space Marines, and Fu Qinghai decided to leave it to Koshvito as a warship for the planetary garrison.

On the flight deck of the Emperor-class battleship, the Rand Raider, the Rhino Personnel Carrier and the Predator Tank captured from the Iron Warriors were parked, and these land vehicles were not helpful for space naval warfare, only two Thunderhawk gunboats were used as one of the few air combat forces, and a Bulniu-type jet motorcycle, which was considered Fu Qinghai's personal carrier-based aircraft.

The Suzheng was not equipped with a complete squadron of carrier-based aircraft, and could not play the role of an aircraft carrier for the time being.

"Start all detection arrays."

Fu Qinghai stood on the bridge and commanded.

In front of him, the crew worked in front of a variety of rune consoles, scanning the dark depths before them with a myriad of measuring tools and divination devices.

The Flight Command Bridge is a spacious hall with humming holographic projections and green-glowing rune screens, neatly arranged in the corridors on either side of the command hall, anchored in place to connect each of the ship's surveillance systems.

Small screens in the corners show the ship's current course and speed, and the wide hall is split in two at the back, flanked by an ordnance station and a survey station, where naval officers in red and white uniforms are busy in each space.

A giant observation dome of diamond-shaped panes and armoured glass adorns the ship's crest and occupies the front of the bridge, providing an unobstructed view of the entire command hall and allowing people to observe the starry sky overhead.

To have such a battleship, beautiful and stunning.

"Three orc warships, one Imperial ship."

A crew member reported loudly:

"The Imperial ships have been identified, and they are the Conquest-class Star Sea Voyage Ship 'Emperor Coins', and the three orc warships should be two assault ships and one gunboat, Khan, judging by the plasma energy reading."

Imperial ships can identify the ship's engine code, from model number to name, while orc warships, like their land vehicles, are filled with a lot of weird modifications and random patchwork, and the tonnage can only be roughly judged by the plasma energy readings on the tail of the battleship.

Or is it really an orc battleship......

"Did they find us?"

"The enemy fleet does not show a shift in position, and the plasma energy readings do not change, Khan."

The crew member in charge of the survey replied.

This means that the enemy is unaware.

Such is the advantage of the Emperor-class battleships.

It is not for nothing that Fu Qinghai described the Suzheng as a "giant radar ship." The combat distance of space naval warfare is often tens of thousands of kilometers, and proper over-the-horizon combat, of course, cannot rely on visual detection of the enemy, and the emperor-class battleships are equipped with various detection arrays, although they move slowly, but the huge advantage of "discovering the enemy first, firing the enemy first, and annihilating the enemy first" cannot be ignored.

Fu Qinghai touched his chin and asked casually:

"Lin Yu, if you were the commander, what would you do?"

Lin Yu, who was standing behind him, puffed out his chest and replied:

"The lion fights the rabbit, and he uses all his strength. I will send the faster Burning Horse to the enemy's rear first, blocking the enemy's escape route, the Suzheng will take a salvo of light spears at the three orc warships, piercing the enemy ship's Void Shield, covering them with concentrated fire, completely destroying them, the Burning Horse will approach the Conquest-class Star Sea Voyager, and the Space Marines will launch a gang jump to save the trapped crew. ”

"Above, Khan."

The plan is stable and stable, and I can't find anything wrong with it.

But Fu Qinghai shook his head.

He calmly ordered:

"To deal with these broken warships, the Liema is enough for one ship...... Joshida! ”

"Here, Khan!"

The Moon Wolf Warrior stood up and roared.

"You lead two hundred space marines, including the apothecary Camille, to take the Burning Horse to deal with these three orc warships, and it is up to you to decide what action strategy you take during the entire mission."

"Yes, Khan!"

……

Joshida had already gathered his troops and horses, piloted the light cruiser Liema, turned around and galloped all the way towards the greenskin.

Fu Qinghai stood in front of the bridge, looking at the green-skinned battleship on the screen, the three battleships hovering in space were outlined into a few points of light in the detection array, and were firmly locked by the automatic stabilization logic sight on the gun deck of the Suzheng.

"Jamming macro artillery, three shots, salvo!"

Fu Qinghai saw that the Liema had entered a reasonable maneuvering position, and ordered a round of broadside cannon salvos, intending to gain a little tactical advantage for Qiao Shida and at the same time indicate tactical objectives for him.

I believe that Old Joe will understand.

That's right, any green-skinned artifacts, including green-skinned battleships, are almost useless to humans, but these are three pirate warships that have appeared in the empire, and there will be any stolen goods inside, Fu Qinghai does not plan to directly break them into a few balls of space junk, but to loot them first.

If Chen Zhulu was here at the moment, she would definitely complain in her heart: The people who even the Orcs had to rob were a little crazy.

A salvo of cannon shots made the ship shake slightly, like a giant whale in the void gently shaking its body.

The giant cannonball vanished into the deep void.

However, Fu Qinghai's next order made Lin Yu behind him a little incomprehensible.

He ordered in turn:

"Shut down, Plasma Engine."

"Close, Void Shield Array."

Close ......

As the most energy-intensive components of the battleship were shut down one after another, the faint vibrations and subtle noises from the depths of the hull gradually disappeared, and the dazzling light flames of the huge multiple sets of vents in the stern of the battleship slowly extinguished, and a large amount of energy redundancy was freed up in the complex transmission pipelines all over the hull.

"Activation, the curtain of the highest heavens."

Fu Qinghai said in a deep voice.

Many people who have lived on the surface all their lives find the idea of hiding something as large as a spaceship as ridiculous nonsense.

However, most of the inhabitants of the surface would not know how vast space really is, and a twelve-kilometer-long battleship is only a drop in the ocean in the infinite void.

With the right energy baffles and advanced shielding measures to mask energy signals, a spaceship can become a detection hole in the void.

An invisible force field spread over the entire battleship.

The Suzheng, a majestic behemoth visible to the naked eye, still hovered quietly in the dark depths of the sky.

But in the sight of the bird's divination......

It's gone.

Fu Qinghai sat back in the captain's seat, his back armor was attached to the backrest, and his arms were on the armrests.

One last order was given to the entire ship:

"Wait patiently."

……

Light cruiser Liema.

As Fu Qinghai's first subordinate, as well as the captain of the first tactical team designated by Fu Qinghai, and the commander of the first company of the future war group, Qiao Shida knew what Fu Qinghai wanted when he saw the Suzheng salvo interfering with the macro artillery.

He lay in front of the detection array, squinting at the results of the jamming cannon, and as the distance between the two gradually narrowed, the state of the Imperial ship was also displayed on the fluorescent screen - the huge Conquest-class Star Sea Voyager stopped in place, with two berserk ramming boats inserted in different directions of the hull, like a clumsy elephant besieged by fierce hyenas.

"Two Meng-class assault ships and one Savage-class gunboat."

Josda recognized the type of battleship of the opposing party.

The Moon Wolf Warrior is an experienced hundred-year-old veteran, and he knows that the characteristics of the green-skinned battleship are that the frontal armor is thick, the side armor is thin, and the tail armor is equal to nothing.

The attack of the macro cannon arrived instantly, and seeing that the signal peaks of the three green-skinned battleships had weakened, Qiao Shida shouted loudly:

"Full speed ahead!"

With that, he turned around and walked briskly to the teleportation deck.

The two hundred Space Marines on the teleportation deck were already in full armor, lined up, and ready to go, and Josda strode past them, shouting:

"The military situation is urgent, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, if you need some kind of pre-war speech or motivation to give it your all, get out of this battleship!"

"Spearhead, follow me, get into the torpedo!"

"Bang bang...... Be! ”

Everyone beat their chests and yelled in unison.

I don't know how long it will take for the Greenskin battleship to recover from its paralyzed state after being hit by the jamming macro cannon, Joshida led the Space Marines to get into the torpedo launch bay in turn, and after several muffled sounds, the jumper torpedo dragged a long trail and shot straight at the three Greenskin battleships.

In the face of the rapid attack of the jumping torpedoes, the close-in defense guns and rapid-fire guns on the hull of the greenskin battleship did not respond.

The first torpedo's hot-melt blasting warhead pierced through the weak side armor, and the haphazardly stacked and welded armor plates were pierced through by the thick torpedo like a paper lake.

The torpedo plowed deep into the deck, crushing three or five unlucky farts who didn't have long eyes, and the thick side hatch slammed open, and a giant with a weapon and terracotta armor appeared from it, but the two of them appeared alone.

“Waaaaaaaagh!”

The green-skinned boys picked up the spur guns and six rings in their hands, screaming and rushing up, their eyes red, their fangs trembling and angry, eager to kill and drink blood.

The massacre began.

The first green-skinned boy was blown away by a punch, its stocky body slammed against the wall, its skull cracked, its brains flowing, and its death was so swift that it didn't have time to release its grip on the trigger, and its rudimentary horn gun was still spewing balls of projectiles.

The second green-skinned boy charged, and the dense bullets fired from the double-ton boom spear bounced off the giant until the bolt clicked, and the green-skinned pirate clenched the butt of the gun, and the serrated bayonet hanging from the bottom stabbed forward, but the giant dodged sideways, and then closed his throat with a claw.

The slender steel claws that flashed blue arcs slid upward, and the green-skinned boy's thick neck and huge head were smoothly cut into neat slices that could be served on a plate.

"Smack."

The green-skinned boys fell to the ground.

The first wave of the orcs was repulsed, and instead of taking advantage of the victory, the experienced Moon Wolf warriors ordered their teammates to cover themselves, and then crouched down and began to set up teleportation beacons.

"Whew! Swish! Swish! ”

Several white lights flashed in the battleship passage, and more than a dozen heavily armed space marines appeared in the passage out of thin air, Joshida stood up, waved his hand, and said:

"Access the communication channel, ZC1108, leave those snot spirits and Scroog alone, quickly go to the bridge, kill the war boss first, and the remaining green skins will scatter in a hurry."

In the winding passage of the warship, the Space Marines approached silently, as fast as thunder.

……

Conquest-class Star Sea Voyager, Emperor Coins

"Chief, the canned shrimp is on our warship!"

A special operations kid with blue camouflage on his face rushed to the front of the war boss the size of a dreadnought mecha, and crouched in front of it and shouted in horror.

The war boss wore a thick rolled steel shoulder with a row of sharp spikes, red paint covering his face and armor, and a black pirate felt hat on his head.

It kicked his subordinates in the chest, kicked the special warfare boy and rolled over, and scolded:

"What's the hurry, break through the defenses here now, we can have a super ship, and we can become the biggest, strongest, and most waaagh tribe...... What did you just say? ”

"It's a canned shrimp, boss!"

His subordinates cried out with tears streaming down their eyes.

"Canned, canned ......"

The war boss muttered to himself, and suddenly he scolded angrily:

"Before the canned battleship approached us, why didn't anyone tell me, his fucking technician boy!"

"Chief, the cunning can hit our ship with a 'blackout cannon', all radio stations and communications have failed, and they are now killed. Woo woo, my poor Dudu, that's my favorite one called Scrooge......"

The special warfare boy cried as he spoke.

"Don't make any noise, Brother Fuck is watching you, cowardly idiot. I said, do you see the picture on their shoulder? Which canned army is it? ”

The War Boss is obviously a knowledgeable person, and he also knows how to distinguish the Star Marine legions by the coat of arms on the shoulder armor.

The special warfare boy said tremblingly:

"It's yellow lightning and a horizontal bar......"

The war boss's hyperthyroid-like bulging eyes widened suddenly, and those terrifying memories of the past poured into his mind:

The terrifying giants that flew by on motorcycles, the fluttering red banners and the sparkling white skulls, before they could catch a glimpse of the enemy, the tribe's boys were slaughtered and reaped, and they skillfully drove away the panicked Oaks, laughing uncontrollably and loudly, and even the most grumpy Scroog behemoths fled like frightened herbivores in front of them......

The tyrant orcs who were rescued by the Pain Boy with joint surgery all say: When your head and body have separated, the roar of the motorcycle engine will still echo in your ears, it is the call of the white death......

At that time, the war boss was just a skinny boy who didn't know anything about the world, and he escaped by hiding in a garbage pit and using stinking dung grass and tattered covers.

"White Scar ......"

The war boss slowly pronounced the name in the horror legend, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart.

……

After slaughtering all the Orks and Oak-like creatures in the three greenskins, Jostar leads the Space Marines in the Thunderhawk gunboat to the Conquest-class Star Ocean Voyage that has been jumped by the orcs, and rendezvous with the Apothecary Carmil.

"Old Joe."

"Camus."

The two fists collided.

"How's it going?"

"All the best."

Josda crouched down and picked up an orc kid's daka gun, looking at the crude emblems engraved on it: a red crossed axe and an abstract skull in the middle.

"Bloodaxe Clan...... Hum. ”

Josda snorted disdainfully.

After all, they are two groups of war maniacs who often deal with each other in the galaxy, the Orcs know the legions of the Space Marines, and the Space Marines also know the clans of the Orcs.

He patted Camille on the shoulder:

"Let's go, doctor, let's go get the biggest green-skinned animal, and the rest will be some dirt chickens and dogs."

……

The Space Marines of the Brotherhood of Divine Machines cut through the intricate passages and cabins of the Conquest-class Star Sea Voyage ships. The Blood Axe is a cunning clan, they are rich in special warfare boys, they prefer the cunning Mao brother to the brutal Brother Gang, they are good at ambushing, stealth, hiding in the shadows and shooting cold guns, etc......

But these tricks and means, in front of the active and passive perspective helmets of the MK8 chaotic power armor, all have nothing to hide, and a large number of special operations boys hiding in the alleys and behind corners are killed by the space marines one by one.

The hateful cans seem to have an unpredictable prophet, and the heroic boys didn't even have time to throw out the various sticks and thunders in their hands before they died, so they hated the second brother Mao.

However, the Brotherhood of Divine Machines' gang jumping operation was not all smooth sailing, and the Orc Orc Pirates who landed on the Conquest-class Star Sea Voyage were obviously stronger and better equipped, causing a lot of trouble for the Space Marines, and even causing combat attrition to start happening.

"Whew—can die!"

The thick armored bulkhead blocked the Space Marine's perspective from the see-through gaze, and a muscular orc roared out of the hatch, a dead gun fixed to his broad shoulder.

The Dead Gun is quite large in size and gorgeously decorated, and the Technician Kid has added shiny parts and a snazzy Scrooge Pi to it, a grumpy Gun Kid.

"Dongdong Dongdong!"

The orc locked onto the Space Marines at the end of the tunnel from the viewfinder, and opened fire, and the oversized one-headed bullets erupted, and the Space Marines who were caught off guard flipped on their backs.

The Gun Kid's shoulders are made up of a large number of simulant organs and thick, fast-growing muscles that absorb the powerful recoil of the Dead Gun, which is enough to break bones.

The Space Marines in the back row hugged their fallen comrades and quickly retreated to the corner, the guns were still roaring, and the Gun Boy walked forward with the heavy ammunition box on his back.

The fallen warrior was laid flat on the ground, and Camille crouched on the ground, reaching out and taking off the warrior's helmet, revealing a young face of flesh and blood, long white hair braided behind his ears, broken abdominal armor and organs mixed together, he had lost his breath, and his two hearts had stopped beating.

Camille checked it for a moment, and immediately shouted loudly:

"Sasian's meninges are activated, he's just faked his death to make room for me and finish out that noisy guy by the way."

After speaking, he bent down, the electric drill on the side of his arm broke through the connecting bolt of the breastplate, the searchlight behind him focused the light on the soldier's abdomen, and the medical backpack stretched out its sensitive and slender mechanical tentacles, removing the armor fragments mixed into the abdominal cavity one by one, and cutting the necrotic flesh and intestines, and the entire field operation scene was very orderly and fast.

Taking advantage of the moment when the dead guns were dumb, the two interstellar marines flashed out, and without looking at it, it was a flash of electric plasma, and the blue beam flashed, and the arm of the dazzling gun boy holding the bullet chain was instantly broken, but this tenacious beast still roared and pounced, and with the sound of the chainsaw grinding meat, the tip of the chainsaw sword broke out from the thick and strong back of the orc, which can be regarded as the end of this manic big shooting.

The living metal was already wriggling and repairing on its own, and with the replenishment and injection of the desperate virus, the white-haired warrior came out of suspended animation and reopened his eyes, and Camille's concerned face came into view, and the young warrior said gratefully:

"Thank you, pharmacist."

……

The Star Marines themselves have strong survivability and the Marvel artifact Desperate Virus, and the attrition figure of the Brotherhood of God has not turned into a death number.

Fu Qinghai sat quietly on the bridge of the ship, watching the fierce battle turn into scrolling runes and data streams on the screen.

But he was unmoved.

Lin Yu behind him walked around with some difficulty, Fu Qinghai knew that he was eager to join the battle in the distance, and the fighting gene in the bones of the Star Marines was already impatient.

"The lion fights the rabbit, and he also uses all his strength, it's just an idiom."

傅青海澹澹 says:

"Always have a reserve force and take the initiative into your own hands, which is what a qualified commander should do."

Lin Yu stopped and nodded heavily:

"Yes, Khan."

……

A fierce rain of bullets rained down in the confined space, shards splattered in flesh and blood, intertwined with plasma and hot melt sprays of space marines, and fires and fried eggs of Orks scurried everywhere.

Stun Thunder, Stink Thunder, Fungal Thunder...... The special operations boys threw all kinds of biological and chemical weapons at the Space Marines, and the battleship passage was filled with diffuse yellow poisonous gas and scattered fungal spores.

The Space Marines fought and retreated, luring the head-struck greenskins out of cover and into a carefully constructed encirclement, where they were greeted with a barrage of armor-piercing grenades and molten bombs.

Like a vicious old wolf, Joshida led the charge and entered the enemy line, the bullets and lasers were pushed away by the invisible deflection force field in front of him, and they struck the surrounding walls and ceilings, leaving bullet holes and scorch marks.

Jostar and Camille, leading all the Star Marines involved in the gang jumping, converged in front of the bridge passage, and after a fierce battle, like a green mountain of war bosses, finally fell in front of everyone.

Its thighs were burned through with a double-barreled hot melt gun, its chest was covered with scratches from its power claws, its muscles torn by the bombs were exposed to the air, its flesh rolled up, and its internal organs flowed out.

Covered in blood and tattered armor, Josta casually tossed his torn helmet aside, revealing his blood-stained bald head, stepped on the chest of the war boss with one foot, leaned down and painstakingly cut off its head with his power claws, carried it in his hand, and led the team to the firmly closed hatch.

The two Space Marines quickly set up the molten bomb and retreated.

"Boom-"

The heat wave is rolling in.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

The scarlet eyepieces lit up, and the Space Marines with guns rushed in, and in the corner of the captain's room, they saw a woman shrunk there with her hands on her knees, shivering, and with a "click", everyone's guns instantly locked on her.

Qiao Shida, who was covered in the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, slowly walked in front of the woman.

"Identity."

The voice in the loudspeaker was cold and calm.

The woman lifted her tear-stained face:

"Yolanda Ataira, from the Wandering Rogue family of the Five Hundred Worlds of Otlama, thank you for your rescue, sir, this is ...... This is our family's trade license and privateer license. ”

The woman handed over the parchment paper tightly in her hand, the sweat of her palm soaked the lines of the paper, and she still refused to give up this thing when life and death were at stake, thinking it was very important.

Josda took it and unfolded it.

It was Robert Killriman who issued the permit.

The personal signature of the Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds was displayed at the check-in place.

Joshida nodded, handed the parchment back to the woman, several warriors stepped forward and helped the woman to stand up, the Moon Wolf warrior turned his head to look around, and asked casually:

"What about the Starwhisperer who called us for help?"

The woman raised her face with a dazed expression:

"Star Whisperer? What Star Whisperer? Our Star Whisperer was killed in the first wave of orc shelling. ”

Qiao Shida was stunned:

"Not a distress signal from the Starwhisperers?"

"I thought you just happened to be passing through here, sir."

The woman said.

Joshida's eyes widened slowly, and he glanced at Camille, who had just taken off his helmet, and both of them saw an unconcealed look of shock in each other's eyes.

……

Stars are always the largest objects in a galaxy, and the plasma reaction of stars is the strongest, and with the help of flares and radiated light on stars, many things can be obscured.

Just as the Burning Horse and the Greenskin Fleet were in the middle of a fierce battle.

Three twisted and corrupted Chaos warships, side-by-side in an arc, burst out of the back of the star, and swooped down on the Goliath-class factory ship and nine Imperial transports that were quietly hovering in space, unprotected.

Fu Qinghai looked at the three red dots on the detection array.

grinned.

…………