It's hard to judge how much courage it takes to say goodbye to the environment you're used to, at least when you're used to the darkness of the day, and now the light on the bridge is dazzling, and the captain is still wearing his blue navy uniform with gold trim, glass in hand, and rare red wine filling it.

"Look at you, how great you have accomplished, celebrate your revenge for Kaba, have a drink?"

Alan Bair and his staff had borrowed the rare and sweet wine of this dark universe, wine was still a thing that could only be enjoyed by the aristocracy in the Empire, and because of the complete uncultivation of Terra, crops such as grapes had completely lost their flavor of ancient times, and most of today's wines are synthetic, full of pungent flavors and indescribable enjoyment, but have lost that unique value.

But wine is not extinct, there are still grapes in many agricultural worlds that have been transformed countless times in Guterra, and real wine is more of a drink than a badge in this era, and the mere presence of that liquid represents a noble right.

"From home?" Alan Bair asked.

The captain nodded. "I can't afford half a bottle of my entire salary to serve so far, but I still love my job now, and I prefer adventure and battle to eat with the Governor of the planets as a noble inheritance in my hometown."

Staff words. "It's hard to imagine that a nobleman with family, territory, inheritance rights would mix with a guy like us."

Alan Baier said a little self-deprecatingly. "I'm a cheap one in Chaodu, I didn't expect to be able to taste this thing one day."

The staff officer nodded. "I've never seen my parents, and I've been at the Loyal Heir Academy for as long as I can remember."

The captain touched his beard. "I'm sorry, but when the nobility is not as comfortable as you think, my family has no honor and does not care about family affection, their desire for power is distorted, and the only normal person in my family is my sister... Sorry, I shouldn't say too much, it was definitely the aroma of the wine that intoxicated us. ”

Alan Baier nodded. "Every family has a difficult scripture, and whether you are a saint or a prisoner in life, it will only demand everything from you."

"To the Emperor, cheers." He raised his glass, and the glory, hope, and sweetness of the taste immediately entered his throat.

"Huh?"

"Huh?!"

The cheeks of the staff officer and Alan Baier twisted together, they had tasted such a sour taste for the first time in their lives, and Alan Baier would describe it as fermented lemon juice with alcohol, and only the captain squinted his eyes to enjoy it.

Alan Bair thought it might be a prank, but he knew the captain the man, it couldn't be, he swallowed the thing, his throat tingled, he asked. "It's wonderful, it's—" his teeth chattered, the last time he drank Kane's favorite...

"Where does it come from?"

The captain replied. "Barr."

Barr, the home planet of the Angels of the Blood, whose insane love for wine has allowed them to retain the grape varieties that can grow grapes in the war-torn land of Bal, and the purest Guterra wine techniques, but the only problem is that the soil full of all kinds of pollution is simply sulfuric acid.

So drinking Bal's wine is not a pleasure for anyone, it's a taste of honor, history, in other words, you are torturing yourself to drink it without knowing what the wars were or where the wine came from.

Alan Baier covered his mouth, the thing was fermenting in his stomach, and stomach acid couldn't beat it!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The staff officer immediately followed Alan Baier, and they came to the bathroom in an instant before the captain could answer, and then the long and continuous sound of things leaving the human body lasted for a long time, a long time...

"Dehydration, weakness, and acute gastroenteritis, Commander, Mr. Staff, have you tasted sulfuric acid?" The ship's doctor looked at the blood draw report in his hand and slowly selected the pills, those white deadly imperial products were now the only ones to save them from devastating diarrhea.

As soon as he got the pill, Alan Bair opened it and poured all the white stuff into his stomach, which felt uncomfortable, vomiting, diarrhea, and persistent abdominal cramps.

After ingesting the potion, the strong potion of the empire, regardless of the side effects, quickly took effect, and of course it could also be the placebo effect...

"Thank you, doctor..."

"By the way, do we still have enough medical supplies?"

"We're going to have to sail for two months and I don't want anyone to get sick."

The doctor replied. "Of course, enough, there is no doubt about our medical care, it is better to say that the supplies are sufficient enough to be squandered, thanks to your efforts, every sector is at home for us."

"The Poldero's powerful firepower also keeps us safe, and the subspace during this period is even calmer, blessed by the Emperor."

Alan Bair covered his mouth. "Doctor, don't say it..."

The doctor rubbed his mouth. "Sir, you didn't wipe it clean."

Alan Bair wiped his fingers with a medical wipe. "Have a nice afternoon."

He and the staff officer said goodbye here, the void is rarely calm, and the good and bad things come together during this time, but their stomachs are not necessarily.

The only good thing is that, as the doctor said, the wind and waves along the way are calm, the food is sufficient, the medical care is perfect, and the small flu born by the crew during the subspace trip is also quickly suppressed, you know, it is extremely difficult to manage a few hundred people, let alone tens of thousands.

Time passed slowly, the area of the Curtain of Elura, an important guard point of the Empire, a concentration point of subspace travel, a place guarded by the three Astarte warbands, only now there is only one left, and for centuries the Imperial Spear has been focused on guarding the area of space known as the Curtain of Elaura with the Liens and Star Scorpions.

But the former was hunted down by the Inquisition, and the latter was completely destroyed, leaving only the Emperor's Spear as the only sentinel of the Elora Veil.

This void also represents Alan Baier's walk to his end, and although there is still a month or so of travel time, it is already close.

The captain said. "It's about as expected, let's resupply and find the nearest Imperial world, and if the docking goes well, we can set sail again in a week."

The captain looked at the star map here, and he smiled at the corner of his mouth. "Lieutenant Colonel Alan Byer, look at this."

Alan Bair walked near the control point, and a blue planet and atmosphere on the star map could be seen clearly even through the damn projection of the Empire.

"Well, what a garden world, as beautiful as Divine Terra, there must be a lot of good things."

"This area is also very stable, comfortable, there are no aliens, it is really a treasure of feng shui."

The captain frowned at the moment. "It's not quite right, there are asteroid belts near this world, and the density is very high, so it's no problem for transport aircraft, but for warships, it's basically equivalent to a natural anti-ship ring, and we can't get close to that world."

"And I just started the correspondent was signaling to that world, but there was no answer."

"At the moment only transport planes can land, but you must descend without cover, if the world is controlled by aliens or if there is some rebellion..."

Alan Bair replied. "The Emperor's warriors aren't afraid, are they?"

The captain looked at the prompt that suddenly flashed on the screen, and then replied. "I have a group of Star Whisperers here to communicate, but the important thing for now is to go to that world to replenish supplies, and take the soldiers down, no matter what the situation, in the end, it is still the most solid."

The staff officer listened from the side and nodded. "It cannot be denied that it is better for all of our current 50 pit bulls to land, after all, the situation is complicated."

The Fourth Regiment of Skady had to face such a stupid situation again and again, in this dark universe, there were thousands of shining worlds on the Imperial Star Map, and without the help of the local Ministry of Military Affairs, it was completely impossible to tell what kind of world the Imperial World was on the Star Map.

That beautiful world may be a place of death, but the Imperial Guard will still fight to complete the mission.

The 4th Skadi Regiment, the 113th Forlacia Regiment, was prepared in the transport plane, and no matter what hell it was, the Imperial Guard had absolute confidence to break through.

They slowly approached at sub-light speed, and although the transport plane was small for a battleship, it was enough to transport one company at a time, and there was no problem with crowding 700-809 people.

Such a huge scale of landing, without docking with the starport, fell with a bang, this is also a torture of the Imperial World for not answering the radio normally, the Imperial Guard, the Imperial Hammer will also be waved at their own people.

The incredibly dense asteroid belt is amazing as it gathers and intersects under the influence of planetary gravity, and it is unclear what makes this world have such a strange natural environment, and countless asteroids are so dense that they collide together, and a burst of fireworks erupts in space.

And even Terra is often hit by planets, which is not frequent for humans, but for planets like planets, planetary impacts are as frequent as rain, and those things that seem to be attracted by the gravitational pull of the planet are floating in orbit for something, forming such a protective network.

Even if it's a transport ship, you have to mention spiritual transportation, as long as you are not careful, you will touch an asteroid, such a planetary belt density is very abnormal, in the void normal planetary belt will hardly collide, but the gap is large enough for warships to pass through, the planetary belt here is more like the kind of dangerous and terrible place in film and television works, those things are staggered, and they appear again and again in the blind spot of the pilot's field of vision.

Alan Baier quickly realized that something was wrong, and he spoke to the staff officer. "Staff, this world may be a feudal world or even a primitive world, if this dense planet is unable to establish a starport or leave this world."

The staff officer was enlightened. "The transport of transporters to provide people and materials at a time can also drain the pilot's energy, the large number of traffic accidents has led the empire to judge the world as a place of little value to colonize, and the good natural scenery makes it a poor source of recruitment."

"The feudal world was born like this, if you want to get rich, you must first build roads, and you can't naturally get rich without transportation capacity, but I still have a question, why doesn't the empire clean up the asteroid belt here, if you fire fiercely, then..."

Alan Bair was halfway through speaking, when he suddenly saw that in the planetary belt, there were huge void creatures like small ships, with twisted and grotesque tentacles and skin, and protists like warships in the Leviathan swarm were absorbing something at the planet impact point after the explosion, and their long tentacles also poked out spiritual energy in front of Alan Baier, pulling the asteroids in the void, and this hand alone was enough to threaten the imperial warships.

"When I didn't say it, this world is an agricultural world at best, and if you want to deal with such a thing, you have to use destroyers, and if the planet is inhabited by more than 40 people, it is the standard of a fleet."

The staff officer also commented. "The vastness of the Void is truly amazing, and that's why I want to travel."

They looked at the giant monsters that were gradually gathering in the planetary belt, the kind that resembled the long-bearded creatures in armor with distinct, whale-like shapes and huge bodies, ranging from a kilometer to five hundred meters, even a child was the size of an assault ship.

With them, the entire void becomes alive and substantial, like the deep sea, and the huge monsters will make people with giant phobia directly unconscious.

The assault ship carefully left the area, but Alan Baier's mind couldn't help but think that if those things were captured and brainwashed and made into war machines, how much firepower could be provided to the Empire?

He shook his head, in this dark universe, his mind had become more and more imperial, and wars and long fights were changing the logic of his thinking and the things he loved.

When the transport ship broke through the atmosphere, it was not hell that came into view, but the boundless ocean, flying at extremely fast low altitudes, rippling blue waves on the blue ocean, and the transport ship soon came to land, and paddled a burst of white mist from the burning fuel where it flew.

The biological system of this world is also very peculiar, it may be because there is no planetary impact, or it may be that the creatures in the void are specially protected, just like the story in the Lord of the Rings, the creatures, the world, and the continent are protected by the gods.

Resources are abundant, giant lizards and mammals are intertwined, and the continent is a huge plain with endless rivers and rivers.

On the ground, humans riding mammals the size of horses, dressed in metal armor, shields, and blades, fought like medieval knights with green skins that were too primitive to make swords, while the soldiers of the Skady 4th Regiment opened the back compartment of the transport ship and aimed their lasers at the orc.

"Boss, I'll give you the whole job." He held his breath, fired his gun, and the laser instantly killed the green skin riding a wild boar-like animal, and then fired one shot, the orc tribe continued to fall, and the knights guarded a primitive carriage sewn with ornate cloth and intricate family crests on the side of the dirt road, looking like the aesthetic of a medieval aristocracy.

Alan Barr ordered the convoy to descend, and the knights dismounted and bowed, and out of the carriage came a long group of maidens dressed in gold and white, shouting hastily in low Gothic. "Oh my God, the emperor is here! The God Emperor is here! She looked at Alan Bair, reverently outperforming the intricate liturgical movements of the not-so-standard Empire State Church.

Then he handed the Imperial Guard the wine that the knights had brought with them.

Alan Baier's head was short-circuited, he first realized that he was wearing a big hat, and secondly, he had PDST for the wine thing!

(End of chapter)