Light spears, guns, Imperial Fury in a salvo under the fire of countless cruisers, the Imperial Moon class has good shields and fire balance, so much so that those orc lightweight cruisers do not cause much damage.

Although the war will accumulate over time, those wounds will not be a problem for the Imperial Navy for the time being.

"Destroy the war boss, prioritize attacking the orc lord, hurry!"

The heat gathered by the spear of light smashed against the orc's waaaagh shield, and the green heretic shield glowed brightly in the dark void.

"Intensify the efforts of the torpedo ships to attack the shield area." The captain ordered, such an order had a lot of losses, and it seemed to be frivolous, but the destroyer needed to be close to the battleship in the core area of the orcs, and locked, and its difficulty was one out of ten.

Torpedo ships, that is, sword-class destroyers, small imperial great warships, void engines, roaring pistons, overloads, discharging interference electromagnetism, singing the praises of the god of all machines, priests praying constantly, engineering troops scurrying up and down.

Hurry, hurry, hurry, every moment, life at your fingertips, the control panels of the Imperial warships are poor, and since the Crimson Protocol to the present, it is impossible for humanity to return to the happy days of the Dark Ages, and it is only necessary to move a finger to operate the steel behemoth.

Thousands, tens of thousands of people, in unison, hundreds of plans, each with their own role to play, to drive the engine pistons of this terrible monster and move its loyal soul forward.

Roaring, the Empire's wrath echoed through the void, and in the face of the heretics, the destroyer was extremely fast, as if the light streaked through the boundless darkness of the universe, leaving only the light of the tail and the enemy's strafing at it.

But luck won't favor this situation for long, and the dense firepower battle column will soon tear apart the heroes of the Imperial Guard one by one, but they must paralyze the shields of the orcs!

Boom, the salvo from those orc-transformed Imperial guns smashed through the side of the deck, and the command point, the captain looked at the dwindling output on the panel. "What's going on, did you hit the engine area? Damage Management Group! ”

But the first mate said. "No, no... My panel displays... Hit the Void Shield generator on the flank, slowing down due to the recoil of the orc weapon, so it doesn't seem to be too lucky. ”

He is not desperate, and the reason is simple, the sword level was designed with the problem of withstanding enemy attacks in mind.

As a result, the bulkheads were thicker than expected, and the beams and supporting elements that connected the ship together had redundant backups to support the ship in the event of the failure of the main beam or main supporting components, preventing the structure from falling apart.

At the same time, its Void Shield is also extremely strong, providing the maximum Void Shield protection that a ship of this tonnage class can do.

As a result, sword-class frigates can take more damage than other smaller ships, and their ion engine structure is simple, allowing even the novice priest to complete its maintenance work.

But soon, a patch of crimson appeared, and it wasn't something that was hit, but...

"The Void Shield is paralyzed? What's the situation?! ”

"Communications team?"

The sound of electricity was heard. "It's the enemy attack, and the orc torpedo ship has landed!"

Da-da, da-da-da, the strafing and roaring of orc large-caliber automatic rifles replaced the roars of the crew members, walking through the narrow battleship corridor, and the heavy weapons team of three blocked the last line of the orcs.

"Pay attention to the reload gap, the revolver gun group continues to press, this is the only passage, hold it!"

"Jump up to help the shield, make cover with manpower, and crouch!"

Inside the battleships wrapped in adamantite, such mini-wars are not uncommon in this universe, and the frigate units of the Imperial Navy are all elite, not inferior to the Void Suit of Carapace Armor, the Jump Gang Shield, and a large number of large-caliber automatic weapons used in close warfare.

Secondly, laser guns and small explosive shells are also their weapons at the bottom of the box, and when the spacemen are assigned to their ships, there is no turning back.

They have been part of the ship since that day. In a solemn ceremony, they enter the ship's vital fluids, drink the aromatherapy oil, and let the ship's essence flow in their blood.

Of course, there are also people who feel powerless for automatic guns, especially revolvers, because of the "brilliant" record of PDFs everywhere, such as low armor-piercing ability, inferior to laser guns, and so on.

However, the weapon equipment always depends on the environment in which it is used, and the combat effectiveness of large-caliber automatic shotguns and heavy revolvers is not bad when they are narrow and difficult to carry heavy armored war engines.

Secondly, the fundamental reason why the laser gun has become the most reliable weapon in the empire is the special nature of the laser gun, which has extremely low range loss, and can still be quite lethal even at extreme distances.

And there is no need to consider ballistics, the ammunition is suitable for long-term combat, the magazine is small, and it has a good ability to melt armor with individual soldiers.

It seems to be weak, but compared with the old-fashioned elite firearms such as plasma weapons, hot melts, and explosive bombs, the same Imperial Blade, and the laser gun is actually the weapon with the most kills on the battlefield.

But the narrow battleship battle does not need to be considered so much, the farthest view of the corridor is only 100 meters, and it often falls into a state of dark light and low vision with power outages, and often meets the enemy in a narrow way.

The automatic weapon's efficient flesh penetration at medium and close ranges can still be retained, and the large-caliber ammo is enough to cut the orcs into a blur.

Click, click, revolver burst into flames, and this simple mechanical structure from Gutera to the present day has taken away many enemies for humanity.

"Suppress! Suppress! ”

The orc's crude weapon projectiles hit the jumper shield, and the steel shield made of terracotta steel and composite materials left only small white marks.

The elite naval space soldiers suppressed the orc pirates with excellent combat effectiveness, they were already old rivals, and they were even more handy at fighting each other at this moment.

The Space Force non-commissioned officer looked at the situation and shouted with his power sword. "Press forward, retake the shield area, shield guard, forward!"

The shield guard is one of the few giants in the Imperial Navy, and the huge body ranging from 1.9-2 meters can barely hold a huge and bulky jumping shield, even compared to the orcs, the shield group of only five people looks like a few small giants, after all, they are all the elite carefully selected by the Imperial Navy.

Suppressed, they occasionally took out explosive pistols to fight back against the enemy, their will to fight is invincible, and the naval gunners armed with heavy revolvers, that is, heavy weapons similar to Gatling, are still a little giant with a shield guard.

The heavy forces slowly pressed forward, and the fallen orcs were even more uncountable, blood and death, and the Imperial Navy was soon able to recapture its target.

They were quick to deploy, simple-willed, invincible, and should have taken victory as a matter of course, but as a large number of naval soldiers moved forward, the gray, orc-controlled area began to chatter.

"Sir, the orcs are crazy." The Captain of the Shield Guard reported.

"They're howling madly about heretics..."

“waaaaaagh!” The orcs interrupted the report, and the crazy machete boys actually resisted the wheel and shot, frantically moving forward.

"Nope! The Emperor is above! "Dingding, Dingding, the orcs suddenly fired their guns violently, and the shield guards tried their best to resist the attack, but what was the situation?

The fierce counterattack caught the navy off guard, and the non-commissioned officer raised his power sword, killed an orc who wanted to wrap around the back, and then shouted. "Get on the shotgun!"

Laser-for-shotgun, the action is extremely fast, when the commander said the replacement distance, those elites have already taken out the shell thrower filled with bullets, bang, bang, flesh and blood are blurred, the armor of the boys is difficult to resist the full attack of the shotgun, at least until his boss is richer and the machine boss is more intelligent, that thing will not work.

On the contrary, the fragments and fragments of the armor embedded in their flesh and blood, combined with the secondary damage caused by the vigorous movement, not only hindered their movement, but also allowed the orcs to experience what it means to not be able to get up.

If you can, then it's not an orc, it's a god.

"Effective obstruction, sir!"

"Keep shooting! Don't stop, for the emperor's sake! ”

The roar, repeated in the quate pipe, made the eardrums tremble, the roar of loyalty, from the barrel forward, never stopped, but the orc's waaaagh was not without a source, thump, thump, the burst of flames of the projectiles hit the depths of the dark corridor, and in the body of the metal monster forged by the loyal of the Empire, there was something that resisted the invincible bullet and turned into sparks to dissipate.

Then there were calls and roars, low, as if to shatter a man's heart, and the orcs shouted for joy and shouted a jumbled call.

“boss！ boss!”

"Boss! boss!"

"Our boss! Our boss! ”

Loud and loud, like a concert hall rather than a battlefield, at least in the corridors reverberating with the sound of guns, waaagh music of heavy metal, and an orchestra of five boys, the war boss being their lead singer.

The rubbish, scrap metal, and inlaid instruments make a thick sound, humming, and coaxing, and the ballad of the orcs is completely irritable and chaotic with war as the main theme, compared to the heavy metal music of the Guterra era.

Those orcs, at least the members of this "orchestra", are all elite orcs with carapace armor and pottery steel inlaid on their bodies, and so is the war leader, whose body is covered with armor and embedded in flesh and blood, and the standard and bright red armor of the Gough clan are not known for what to color.

Greenskin's signature big tooth and big face, armed with a chainsaw axe, must be more than three meters five tall!

His proximity and tank-like armor filled the hallway, and the roaring music made the eardrums tremble.

The damn xenomorph came forward with the power of the wheel, and the projectiles, fragments, explosions, and flames burst through the narrow dark hallway like the fireworks of his debut, singing the praises of his "appearance".

Da da da, bang bang, and the footsteps trampling on the gold, non-stop, it's hard to imagine that something so big can be so fast, at least the Ogelin man of his size can't do it, he's too fast, the large caliber of the revolver and the shotgun can't do armor piercing, the emperor is on top, and the naval non-commissioned officer pulls out his power saber.

"For the Emperor!" Roar, roar, flash, his swordsmanship is superb, the blade is sharp, the destruction stance roars, the servo is activated, and the alien head is about to be cut off!

But a moment later, the orc boss took out a quick shot with the big pistol pinned to his belt, and the blood was splashed on the place where the non-commissioned officer had been guarding for a long time, and the corridor was stained with the blood of the loyalists, and the explosive bomb imitated by the orcs was terrifying, just one shot, and the body was halved...

"For... The Emperor—" He crawled forward, his blade weakly cutting through the gap in the war leader's thigh and knee, breaking the boss's skin.

But he didn't care about the officer at all, and just walked in front of the shield guard. "Shiny bright, shiny shiny, Shrimp's gun is really good, keep spinning, I like it."

"You, give me your weapon!" Approaching, extremely fast, the huge body of the orc, even in the face of the shield guard's almost two-meter big man is quite exaggerated, compared to those mortal giants are just dwarfs at the moment.

The shield guards raised their weapons, and the Seiko Explosives he held in their hands shot at a distance that could definitely penetrate the orc boss's body, but after a moment, all they heard was the roar of the chainsaw.

Chainsaw sword, this weapon is not unique to human beings, there have been technical sages who have commented that the history of the development of weapons must be like this, a civilized race will inevitably study sharp stones because they want to kill other creatures, and then there are knives, daggers, swords, arrows, guns, chainsaw swords...

Daggers were more efficient, swords changed the rules of battle, arrows and firearms forced people to focus on more exaggerated defensive armor, and after materials science came to the position of pottery steel, the chainsaw sword came into being.

When civilizations discover their enemies or have a composite metal inside them that is resistant to fire, it is inevitable that people's warfare patterns will begin to return to the ancient days when swords were used.

The crude-looking, wild weapons are the result of civilization reaching its peak, and the foundation of proving that a race can gain a foothold in the galaxy.

In just a moment, those things that countless projectiles could not penetrate were cut in half, and the blade of the SLR blade turned into a deadly meat grinder in a violent rotation, tearing the pottery steel in half.

Buzz, buzz, whispers of death, buzz, buzz, blade singing, buzz, buzz... Why are the loyalists weeping, because human civilization at the end of the 40th millennium of this dark universe is on the cusp!

On the Pordero, the captain got a new report. "The destroyer group, all wiped out, the enemy uses the gang jumping tactic to move forward across the ship, and the orc torpedo ships are constantly spreading, like a virus."

The captain's face was gloomy, the range weakness of the sword-class destroyers made them easy to log in, and at this moment, the orc landing operation made all those imperial engines dissipate, and the entire advancing destroyer force, about 20 hero warships...

The captain choked up, he wasn't sure. "Is it because of my command?"

"Damn..."

Alan Bair just looked at the red light on the bird meter that was abnormally approaching. "Don't blame you, if you want to blame it, the aliens are too crazy, okay."

He turned on the communicator. "Attention Skady, we're going to be jumped, get ready to fight!"

(End of chapter)