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Both sides in the Chaodu War are preparing for victory.

At this time, the orbital dock has not yet been teleported to orbit, and the fleet controlled by the Governor has not yet returned to the Tyrone system.

So no one noticed that a purple rift had been torn out of the calm space of the Tyrone system, and a wandering cargo ship had emerged from subspace, and the rift behind it had closed.

Inside the ship's bridge, all the crew, including the captain, stood with bated breath, watching the metal plates around the ship fold and rise until they could see the vast expanse of space outside the ship.

"Ah...... Praise the Emperor! The captain was so excited that he knelt down, "The emperor is above, and we shipmen have finally seen the void of the real world." ”

"Praise the Emperor, Praise the Emperor......"

"It must be a miracle on the part of the Emperor that we can survive the subspace storm!"

The rest of the bridge also knelt down and bowed to the double-headed eagle emblem, which symbolized the empire.

Soon there was a sound of footsteps, the door of the bridge was opened, and ten officers stepped into the bridge.

They were wearing green carapace armor, and all of them had purple pupils.

When they saw the space outside, they also began to praise the emperor.

Subspace Storms are terrifying to humans who use subspace engines, meaning they risk being forced to stay in subspace and become toys for those horrible subspace creatures.

Something really scary can happen on board, like a crew member suddenly starting a ritual, or even everyone on the ship starting to do crazy things.

Even if you break away from a subspace storm and return to the material universe, you may find that hundreds of thousands of years have passed.

"What galaxy are we currently in?" The officer asked.

"Tyrone." The captain walked over to the porthole and looked at the three planets that were revolving around the star outside, "I've been here for business before. ”

"Oh...... Wait, so you're really a businessman, right? The officer angrily asked, "Our entire regiment is going to support your system, and then you're just arranging for a merchant ship to take us home?" ”

"So, do you want to kill me, or do you want to go back to your hometown of Cadia?" The captain asked with a smile.

Inside the gloomy bridge, the officers' purple pupils shone like jewels, and they suppressed the anger in their hearts.

"Can we go back to Cadia now?" The officer asked.

"No, you can't." The merchant smiled and shook his head, "We still need some time to prepare, and this ship is damaged in some places, we need a suitable place to repair the ship." ”

"Okay." The officer nodded helplessly. Sailing a ship is not an easy task, and as soldiers of the Astral Army, they can only rely on these merchants to return home.

The officer immediately looked at the others behind him and gave them orders.

"Each of you will take a small number of soldiers to the planets of the Tyrone system and consult with their governor to see if you can help us repair the ship."

"If they don't agree, it doesn't matter, we can talk about conditions, such as helping them fight or something."

As he spoke, the officer's gaze fell on a man with a scar on his face: "Creed, you take the white shield to Tyrone One, I know you are very good at persuading others. ”

"Yes, sir." Creed saluted.

"Take this with you." The officer pulled a cigar out of his pocket and shoved it into Creed's hand, "Negotiate with their governor with this in your mouth, and with your square face with scars, their governor will definitely think you are a powerful and ruthless character." ”

"Yes, sir." Creed slipped the cigar into his arms.

……

Moments later, a transport plane flew out of the Wandering class cargo ship and flew towards the world of Tyrone One directly below.

As the spacecraft entered the atmosphere and drove smoothly over the Hive Capital World, Creed suddenly asked the pilot to open the hatch, and then he held on to the hatch to observe under the puzzled gaze of everyone.

Like most of the nest world, the natural environment of Tyrone 1 is simply rotten, but this is not because of a large amount of pollution emitted into the natural world, but because the natural environment on Tyrone 1 is so barren, so the air here can barely be inhaled without wearing a respirator for the time being.

The transport ship soon flew to the spire.

"Don't land yet." Creed commanded the pilot, then looked at the others, "Don't you think it's weird here?" ”

Hearing this, everyone else in the cabin came to the door to look at the spire below.

There were no nobles here, just a large number of soldiers who were messing around the spire neighborhood as if it had been occupied.

But Creed quickly judged that this was not an occupation, but a barracks for the soldiers, for there were many supplies built here.

"Let's go back." It was said.

"Nope. Go to the next nest and have a look. Creed turned and patted the pilot on the shoulder, motioning for him to drive the transport plane into the lower nest.

After circling around the outside of the Hive Capital complex, the pilot found an entrance to the lower Hive from the outside, but this entrance was slightly difficult to access.

"Prepare for the crash, guys." The pilot put on his helmet and piloted the transport plane directly into a section of the steel patched exterior wall.

Creed: They were used to it, so they didn't react, just got up after the transport plane staggered to a halt and walked out of the transport cabin.

They crashed directly into the seventh sector of the Tyrone Nest, and many civilians had already poured out from all directions to watch these uninvited guests.

Soon a squad of soldiers also came running.

Seeing that these soldiers were all wearing power armor, Creed immediately thought that they should be the guards of the important people, but just as he was about to go up to introduce himself, another person wearing power armor fell from the sky and blocked him.

Creed looked up and down, and found that the power armor on the person in front of him was more delicate than the others'.

The other party was also looking at Creed's group, and realized that they didn't seem to be enemies, and then a dull voice came from the helmet: "Who are you?" ”

"A group of Cadians who have encountered a subspace storm and have to call for help." Creed replied, "Let me meet your chief." ”

"I don't know what Kadia is, I just know that you are an uninvited bunch." The man in the power armor took a step back and raised his hands, and the shoulder cannon was already aimed at Creed and the others.

Even though Creed is a White Shield recruit, they are surprisingly good at tactics, finding cover in an instant and putting their laser rifles on cover to prepare for battle.

Just when the two sides were about to start the battle, Creed stood in front of the muzzle of the shoulder cannon and said calmly: "I am the company commander of the 8th Regiment of Kadian, and we have no malicious intentions. ”

The man in the power armor reported the news, and then received an order from the higher-ups, and relayed the order to Creed: "You don't even want to say your name, don't you seem to have no malicious intent?" ”

"Creed." Creed immediately said the name, "Ussaka E. Creed." ”