Several Orbital Accelerators were adjusted on the Void Battleship, but its goal was not to launch weapons, but to act as vehicles, yes, just like the greenskins who launched their kids, and I wonder how Tushi came up with this terrible but efficient solution.

However, the powerful XV series combat suits of the Titanium Empire can theoretically withstand the temperature caused by passing through the atmosphere, and the ultra-high-density crystals that even plasma can resist can be heat-insulated, lightweight, and strong.

However, the core contradiction of this plan is that very few drivers can bear the high-intensity G-force, and at the same time start the propulsion backpack when landing normally, which not only requires amazing physical fitness, but also requires terrible experience and judgment, which can judge the atmospheric conditions of the world without carrying more instruments, and start the deceleration system at the right position.

It is easy to be discovered by the enemy when it is late, and the fuel will not be able to support it to the ground early, resulting in the death of the user due to a high-altitude fall, and the professional user of this flashy equipment has only a special group of fire fighters in this battleship group.

Natsuji 'Tungsten Dan' No, adjusting the special panel of the XV25 battle suit and surrounding him, is a special soldier bee called the Wayfinder, his armor and the coloring of the Wayfinder are particularly bright red, and the Titans who see him will salute him and the team of about a few people behind him.

The silence, deathly silence pervades the Titanium-style "Future Wind" battleship, and the XV25 locks in all of Natsuji's 'Tungsten Dan' No's group voices, and instead their heated tactical discussions seem to outsiders to be like a silent tacit understanding.

Interestingly, this unit does not belong to any of the Hunters, to be precise, they are lonely souls, loners who fulfill the path of Monat, and only the Blade of Unity worn by the leader of this squad is the only link between them, and other than that, blood and genes.

They were far away from the troops, they hadn't experienced the methodical team training of most of the fire warriors, they hadn't tasted the war with the Feng Clan, and what it was like to watch the high heavens slash across the Titanium Empire's fighters, they were born in the shadows and walked here.

It was a suicide act, but they didn't need the command of the good way, for them, war was almost as normal as breathing.

It is an extremely cruel thing for the human empire, but they can do it without hesitation and sacrifice for the sake of the best path.

The Tushi engineer carefully welded the silver-white jetpack to the back of the combat suit, and set it to automatically disengage when it lost kinetic energy, and then pressed the test button to ensure that nothing went wrong.

Xia Si 'Tungsten Dan' No' raised his arm, and as those loyal engineers of the Titanium Empire changed his body, entrusting his life to others was a great courage and admiration, and in the short, piercing sound of adjustment, on his retina display, the detached and activated marker display, a simple triangle of his life, appeared.

Stepping into the launch compartment, this iron cage made of alloy, about three meters high, almost close to the pitch black place, just entering it is a test of the soldier's willpower, not to mention not entering it, firing at the enemy's position?

The dozens of rounds of "gunpowder" that stepped into the "shells" at this moment were the steel of the Titanium Empire, the elite of the elite, impeccable, irreplaceable, and the entire fleet was watching them on the heavy launch port.

The emission of the void was only an insignificant light and even no sound, and several meteors silently grazed the sky, rubbing red on the atmosphere, and the low energy and kinetic energy combined with the extremely fast friction consumption made most detection methods think that it was an asteroid that was not worth mentioning, after all, it was the same with the naked eye or the observation of the probe.

Xia Si 'Tungsten Dan' just looked at the flashing heat warnings on the retina display and the dissipating alloy shells, and calmly estimated the time and place of landing.

"It's time..."At this moment, the bright red paint on the XV25 combat uniform has turned red, in order to ensure that the high temperature will not damage the display, the display in front of him has actually been turned off at this moment, and he can only rely on the temperature detector and latitude and longitude display to judge the specific location and situation.

The temperature was high and then low, and a few seconds after the peak had passed, Xia Si 'Tungsten Dan' Nuo accurately used his experience to get the information faster than the computer, and it was time to turn on the retarding device.

"Squirt!"

Dozens of suits' monitors shimmered, flames flickered behind them, and streamlined power packs dragged them down with formidable power.

The fierce G-force is comparable to the roar of the craziest fighter jets, and even the elite of the elite feels suffocated and unconscious, but none of the fighters have lost consciousness, still determined and strong.

"According to the group, the deceleration is complete. For the sake of the best way. ”

"Bigumi is done."

"Late group finished."

Xia Si 'Tungsten Dan' Nor looked at the huge complex that was getting closer and closer on the monitor, this dark castle, it was still thousands of meters away from them, kept a distance and landed, abandoned the backpack at a few hundred meters, activated the refractive cut-off, and the mission was counted as the beginning.

The almost unconscious combat intensity, without any chain of command, far from the light of the good way or the calm judgment of the commander, going deep behind enemy lines is like a common thing for them to carry out the Mona Way, a strong wind blows through the exterior of the combat suits in the air, the bright red XV25 before, and the streamlined hidden combat clothes show a kind of obsidian-like black.

The darkness of death.

The heat had almost carbonized the dye and the exterior of the body, and except for the normal silvery white of the display, which was obscured by a thick mask, the rest of the body was pitch-black and metallic, which seemed to merge in front of the Gothic-style platform of the great war fortress.

The sleek and smooth suits of the Stealth Suit team have a refractive cut-off built into them, and with this technology, they can conceal themselves.

The addition of a masking stance reduces the sound of movement and makes them invisible to thermal detection sensors, allowing the stealth suit team to penetrate behind enemy lines before launching a precisely timed ambush.

These "stealth suits" project a complete invisible force field from the various node generators placed on the breastplate, and the transparent and deadly technological creations give them the illusion that they are almost one with the light, and their forms disappear completely.

At a distance of 100 meters, high in the air, the retina display issued a warning, the jet aid was disconnected, and at fifty meters, the soldier adjusted his landing position, took aim with his body, and fell onto the tallest tower of Utun Castle, bypassing the complex and terrifying array of defensive beams, and avoiding the almost endless patrols and guards.

Even if it fell at such a distance, the roar of the private server that covered the position was minimal, and only a few dust were raised, making many ripples inexplicably on the top of the "empty" tower.

With a view of the castle from here, he waited quietly for a moment to make sure there was no one, and then carefully activated the pathfinder in sleep mode behind the airframe, a drone equipped with the same hidden equipment as the XV25 that could provide the best route planning for the team, ignoring most obstacles.

Judging by the Ambassador-class merchant ship scanners, this massive Imperial fortress has a rather complex and terrifying underground space, and only this small and reliable companion can guide this group of warriors in their true direction.

The Wayfinder relied on a small anti-gravity engine to fall, and when it woke up, it spun around the top of the tower twice like a lively puppy, and although it seemed coquettish, the flat drone, which was about half the size of a human, quickly scanned the neighborhood and obtained general information from the complex group of buildings.

It relied on its great mobility to fly directly down the tip of the tower, sliding down the Gothic eaves, and even in the eyes of its companions at this moment, the little thing completely disappeared without a trace after leaving the range of the detector inside.

In the eyes of Xia Si 'Tungsten Dan'no, the cute little thing completely turned into a few beating green dots in the retina display, constantly conveying the intricate and suffocating deployment and location of the structure of the human empire's buildings.

At the same time, he is also responsible for relying on experience to make up for the still-unfinished artificial AI independence of the Titanium Empire, guiding pathfinders with computing power and small canines to find the high-value goals they desire, casting the Governor, the Genetic Sage, and the Sinner Mirko.

And soon, the poor little creature ran into trouble, and when the Empire's high-secrecy security arsenal, a defense system made of adamantite and sacred high-level code could intercept most of the expected firepower and cracks, Udon had done it to the extreme in terms of both hardware and software (wet pieces).

The small Wayfinder could silently evade most of the patrolling guards with its hidden engine, but it couldn't pass through the walls, and even if it slipped through, the warriors of the Titanium Empire couldn't.

The veteran of the group subconsciously asked. "Can you crack it?" The sound was slightly distorted with a not-so-strong electrical sound, and without the help of the tower, the Titium's vaunted communicator device was still no better than the radio that humans loved.

And Natsuji 'Tungsten Dan' Nuo replied with a wry smile. "No, the pathfinder can't understand this complex code composition at all, the Human Empire has such a good program, but it can't make an AI?"

He meant to say this to the others, and he meant to emphasize once again that the enemy they were dealing with now was not a savage green-skinned orc, nor a disgusting Spirit Pirate, but the largest civilization in the galaxy with a history of tens of thousands of years.

Even though it is now on the verge of decay, the history of the Titan clan is still too thin for thousands of years.

But Natsuji 'Tungsten Dan' No, who was glad that they were united with the Imperial Guard, activated the hidden deck of the backpack and removed a device the size of a skull, a skull, to be exact.

Natsu 'Tungsten Dan' no made a representation to the artifact, which floated on a hovering dish, allowing him to pick it up with both arms and then start its small anti-gravity engine to float it in mid-air.

The human relic was a heavily altered, yellowed ancient human skull, and to Shass 'Tungsten Dan'no, the terrifying creation's strong, powerful jaws, wide eye sockets, and heavy forehead with primitive but highly efficient hunter traits made it look as rough and blunt as an ape.

At the very least, the owner of the skull must have been a warrior during his lifetime, but he wasn't sure whether it was honor or punishment to make such a relic, whether he had betrayed the interests of the empire and therefore made an example of him, or whether he was immortalized as a hero.

He just spoke. "This device, called the Servo Skull, allows us to crack the code, and all we need is the Wayfinder drone to transmit the data, and use this cable to link the XV25 database to it."

But to the veteran, this human skull is an evil and primitive twisted and grotesque existence.

The skull, heavily wrapped in clamps and coils, had yellowed from age, and looked outdated compared to the neat, high-tech wiring titanium hoverdish that floated upright.

Its cracked eye sockets stared upwards at something, and the whole creation seemed to taunt the veteran with its crazy, bared grin grin, like the one he heard most often on the battlefield, the alien damned.

"It's purely some primitive and superstitious creation," said the veteran, uncertain, "and does it really work?" ”

"Given the lack of scientific and technical embellishments, this may seem too absurd and incredible," replied Shaji Tungsten Danno.

"But according to psychic technologists, whenever we approach a special individual called a psyker by humans, it will send a signal in some form to remind us."

"No wonder they bury their electronic circuits in real bones." So said the veteran.

"As you say," Natsuji 'Tungsten Dan' No, nodded wisely, as a veteran soldier captain of the Titanium Clan, he was very experienced, and even enjoyed subspace travel, and commented.

"Even though we've seen those things in the second plane, we're still not sure how it tracks out the strange things that are caused by psychic technology called psionic energy."

The veteran forcibly suppressed an inexplicable tremor in his heart, the exploration of the second plane, the Titanium Empire was still too vague, he thought of seeing the individual called the demon host on the Red Pirate flagship, that terrible thing served as a guide for the entire fleet, and even replaced the computer...

But soon, he stopped thinking about it and just looked at the flashing prompts on his device.

After a moment of hustle and bustle, the door opened, but almost instantly, after the thick layer of armor of the adamantite gold opened, the servo skull that received the signal let out a faint, wailing roar.

They can't let me get away with what seems to be a matter of the second plane, at least at this moment...

(End of chapter)