It would take a full six months for a human warship to traverse the entire Gulf of Damocles, given the current stable flow of subspace along its route.

And this voyage does not rely entirely on subspace travel, in fact, a few light years only takes about a day of sensory time, why sensory time? Because one day of subspace travel is equal to 12 days in the physical world, but this is not completely absolute either.

The more stable the subspace is on the way of subspace navigation, the less time it consumes, and some areas can even reach 1/1, but in any case, it feels extremely fast for people traveling, and generally speaking, subspace travel is calculated according to the time in subspace, if that thing is really accurate.

Subspace travel in the same zone takes 5-10 days, 30-60 days across the sector, and years of subspace travel means that the crew travels across the entire galaxy, so you can see how large the Gulf of Damocles is.

Of course, six months will not all transition in subspace, in fact, the flow of subspace is quite uncertain, and the Imperial warships need to leave the Mandeville point for sub-light engine sailing to reach the next place when encountering many "turbulent" places.

It also spends about 80% of the time traveling in the real universe, in other words, subspace is a bit like a highway, but this thing is as fast as teleportation.

In addition to being large, this place in Damorix Bay is no less dangerous than subspace, and on the way, Alan Baier has seen star clusters that stretch for several light years and several black holes with strong gravitational pull, and the huge natural creation in the physical universe is still deadly to humans.

The universe is vast and empty, but it is definitely not quiet and peaceful, under the current sub-light speed navigation ability of human beings, the movement of the solar system only takes a few days, of course, this refers to the range away from the stellar light, about 500-600 astronomical units, about 70 billion kilometers, for Alan Bair's previous life, it would take hundreds of thousands of years to cross such a number, so the universe seems empty.

But now even the worst transport ship on the Poldro can reach the Moon from Earth in three hours, and make it possible to break through the atmosphere and land alone, even if it takes only about a day to go to Mars, not to mention the kilometer-long Imperial cruiser itself.

And it is such mobility that allows humans to see the true veil of the dark universe for the first time, and if you really want to describe it in one word, it is probably the dark forest.

In the Mandeville Point, caused by the gravitational fields and gravitational forces of several planets, the Pordero broke through to the material world in the subspace fluctuations, and the battleship broadcast how long the voyage took in real cosmic time.

The captain looked at the star map, and then said to Alan Byer. "We arrived at the Partoria Star Zone, this place has no special Imperial territory, mainly an Imperial Navy base built by the Imperial Navy, Kaba is nearby, and this Star Region is basically the nest capital world."

"If it's okay, we'll still have some time to go, so it's not bad for the most part."

Alan Bair got up from the floor of his own battleship bridge, don't get me wrong, it's not that he likes bridges, it's that he doesn't like sleeping in warehouses, and the bedroom for the Astral Army is a bit like a pig.

And it's stuffy and full of strange smells, so the noisy bridge is not necessarily more difficult to accept than the command room, and subspace travel does require constant vigilance.

"Captain, what's next for us?"

The captain touched his thick Imperial Navy hat and sighed. "Mandeville Point is under the control of the Navy, and they have an entire base the size of a planetary belt in that area to ensure that no heresy crosses the land of the Empire."

The captain looked at the star map. "It'll be here in a few days, we're well supplied, and then we'll enter the subspace at the naval base, and then replenish in the local world when passing by the void area called the Ellar Veil, and then dive into the subspace for a long time, try to walk near the Maelstrom area once, and return home."

Alan Bair said. "Don't plan too carefully, in this dark universe we must be prepared for the possibility of becoming slow, any aliens and heretics will hinder our steps."

The captain nodded, but he retorted. "But we can trust that there is no evil within the control of the Imperial Navy's base that can interfere with our path, at least the next time we start the subspace engine, by the side of our trusted compatriots."

Alan Baier felt the captain's inexplicable comparison, of course, he didn't say that the Imperial Navy was a waste or that its combat effectiveness was inadequate, but he was worried that this dark universe would be wiped out by them.

"No, Captain, I'm pretty sure we'll get through the rest of the journey, we're passers-by in this sector, and we'll leave the Gulf of Damocles once and for all when the subspace engine starts."

The captain's comparativeness was satisfied, and he raised his chest and said like a big rooster. "Naturally, you are enjoying the escort of the best sailors in the whole empire, sir, I promise that this voyage will be completed in about half a year, even if it is long enough for me to do so."

Alan Bair nodded, and then opened the heavy window on the battleship, the dark boundless void looked quiet and eerie, the light of the stars seemed to be worthless in the boundless universe, the speed of the ship was completely indistinguishable without a comparator, and it was not difficult to feel how far away the concept of civilization was from them now.

Just like in the case of sea navigation, the so-called morality, rules, become blurred under the standards of loss of civilization, and if the ship loses power and stops in the void, then will the loyal soldiers of the empire turn into executioners?

The vastness of the void gave the gods countless emotions as energy, and in the end those malices blossomed in the human beings, death, war, murder, betrayal, all the unspeakable, long journeys, thoughts were jumbled, two meals a day according to the number of meals, and the captain cried out a few hours after Alan Bair had eaten the eighth meal.

"It's Kaba, it's Kaba, we're here!"

The stumble of sounds from the bridge pulled Alan Bair out of his comfortable state, and the illusory shadow of Kaba had appeared on the display, a rectangular irregular shape erected in the void, like a floating cathedral, with pointed towers and countless cannons, and Alan Baier opened the window of the ship, and watched with the naked eye the huge creation that looked like a satellite in the light of the stars in the distance back and forth in and out of various imperial warships.

Humanity's greatness has built a continuous, tens of thousands of miles of terrifying war machines in the void, blocking the blood vessels of countless traitors and aliens, that is, their supply lines.

Alan Baier understood why the captain had such trust in it, it was a miracle of the God-Emperor and one of the greatest creations of mankind, although it did not have the ability to sail in the void, it was also absolutely powerful and powerful.

"Captain, I take back my previous uncertainty, this thing has no Imperial enemy to destroy, and it is erected in the middle of Mandeville Point that this route will be so strong and stable."

It's rare for Alan Baier to have such a good opinion of a thing, after all, the wars he has experienced have taught him that nothing in this world is completely solid and indestructible, and there are many such things in history.

The captain is also very interested in the Imperial Guard's worship of the navy, after all, everyone often makes fun of them for the navy's inability to log in to fight, although the current system of the empire does not allow any legion of the empire to have the ability to cross galaxies and occupy planets at the same time, but in the eyes of many imperial guards, the imperial navy is a soft-footed shrimp that lacks the ability to fight close to each other.

And in the eyes of the Imperial Navy, the Imperial Guard is a big man lying on the ground.

In addition to such contradictions, the Empire's various deliberate estrangements between the Navy and the Imperial Guard are also partly due to this, and in general, the Imperial Guard and the Imperial Navy have always been in a state of comparison where they can cooperate with each other but are dissatisfied with each other.

It is also a strange person like Alan Baier who has a different view of "honor" to be so friendly to a naval captain, but the empire is so big, and there will be no less Imperial Guard with a good relationship with the navy, and the star commander level also has the dominance of two departments, so the seemingly scattered imperial system has no fatal impact on the overall combat effectiveness.

The captain turns on the communicator and communicates with the huge base opposite. "Imperial Naval Base Kaba, please reply, Imperial Naval Base Kaba, please reply, we are the Imperial Bordero Moon-class strike cruiser, belonging to the Pangia subsector, the Gondelva system, the Third Fleet."

The communicator quickly replied to the sizzling sound. "Enradsia Sector, Imperial Naval Base, Partoria System, Kaba Base Recovery, Kaba Base Recovery."

The captain replied. "We came to Damorix Bay by mistake in subspace, and I have the approval of Chief Zifan, the commander-in-chief of the eastern part of Damocles Bay, and we are carrying the 4th Skady Regiment and the 113th Foraxia Regiment to the Pangia sub-star zone near the Maelstrom region."

"If we need a copy of the document, we can provide the original after docking, so we request a dock, request a dock."

The opposite answers. "Yes, the fleet of the Loyalists is always welcome, and I personally wish you the Emperor's blessing on your journey back to your area of service, sir."

It may be that I heard the approval of the commander, or it may be that I really have a feeling of salute for this expedition that spans the entire Extreme Star Field, the attitude of the Imperial Navy is very good, and it makes people feel a little warm.

The captain saluted the communicator. "Thank you for your blessings, and may the Emperor and his saints bless us."

The communications soldier said. "The God Emperor is above, our Kaba base is indestructible, and extremely strong, no alien or heretical creation will have such a huge and strong as it, you can completely supply and rest here with us, in fact, we have mastered most of the materials of the imperial world on the next waterway, and they need to pay tolls to the empire."

"So we're supplying all the fleets passing by the Empire, and the officers can also enjoy a short vacation."

The captain nodded. "Thank you for your kindness, but we need to hurry..."

Alan Bair suddenly pressed into the captain's mouth, his fingers digging into his crumpled skin, and then spoke to the communicator. "Fourth Lieutenant Colonel Skady would like to express my gratitude to your commander, we will be stationed here and resupply, in fact we have been through several big battles, killed a lot of titanium or something, and now we need to rest."

The communicator replied. "To the emperor and his old man, the entry into the port has been approved, enter from the No. 4 warehouse."

The communicator turned off, and the captain covered his face. "We're going to hurry back instead of enjoying it, what are you doing?"

Alan Baier wiped his fingers, this old thing's face is so greasy..."Well, rest is also important, isn't it?" ”

The captain sighed. "Okay, but it's not a trip, I don't know how a guy like you can do so many miracles."

The captain couldn't deny the greatness of the young man in front of him, but he couldn't see why he had worked hard for the Empire for fifty years without merit, but this guy in front of him could become the most loyal hero of the Imperial Guard in just two years.

But he was never jealous, because no one who had participated in the war he had experienced would think that he was a rice bucket, on the contrary, everyone felt that the Imperial Guard like the Fourth Regiment of Skady should be respected and worshipped.

The battleship slowly drove towards the huge base in the distance, the captain hummed a little song, and the soldiers of the 4th Skady Regiment prepared their luggage to enjoy the bustle and fun in the spaceport, and the staff officers counted the supplies and thought about how much to apply for.

In this dark and terrible universe, in fact, it is not so cruel, the empire is a little bit, and the few human beings still shine in this universe.

The captain looked at the larger and larger base, and his heart was full of joy, safety and comfort are rare things in this world.

But as a psyker navigator suddenly shouted. "Captain, it's big... It's so big! ”

The captain and Alan Baier asked, confused. "What's so big?"

The navigator shouted frantically, his slightly mutated body trembling from his long career as a navigator. "It's... The subspace haze is approaching, so big, so big! ”

A moment later, a violent light, a dark green glow appeared like the frantic energy collapse before the collapse of a star, and the distorted space and time in the Mandeville point represented something that had broken through the shield between subspace and reality, a huge creation of terrible metal and rock the size of a planet, and the huge hairy rock bones of the Greenskin stood on it.

Millions of kilometers of things directly crushed the Kaba base into powder, turning into an unimaginably bright light, even through the heavy glass of the battleship that was protected from cosmic radiation and strong light, and the oxygen, food, promethium energy and tens of billions of imperial men and women stored in the huge base all died, turning into a part of this instantaneous light.

"I*!" Alan Bair yelled at the giant thing for being a space ship, a giant hybrid mass of ships and wreckage lost in subspace fused together.

They drift through space, they travel in and out of subspace, and over the course of thousands of years, they gather countless metals and planets, and eventually they often have genestealers, cultists, greenskins, and other things stationed on them.

And the destruction of the Kaba base is a terrible war modification called the Okegu Giant Machine, which is also a kind of space scrap ship, and the countless garbage cannons on the war creation are aimed at the remaining Imperial warships that have not been destroyed by subspace teleportation.

The captain shouted. "Urgent avoidance!"

This is the way this world is, it seems that the gods want to destroy everything that is good, comfortable, reassuring...

(End of chapter)