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In the dark and boundless void, distorted spots of light tore open the curtain of reality, and a huge fleet sailed out.

Fu Qinghai first took stock of the troops under his control.

Fu Qinghai, Qiao Shida, and Camille could barely be considered three veteran Astartes soldiers, with more than 300 young recruits. The good news was that all the recruits had undergone a completely new and alienated transformation, and were all equipped with MK8 anti-insurgency power armor, so they no longer had to take turns wearing it as before.

Such a force is far beyond the strength of a company. The Codex Astartes stipulates that the number of Space Marines in a company is one hundred.

The fact is, Fu Qinghai and others never took the Holy Scripture seriously from the very beginning.

In terms of warships, there is an Emperor-class battleship, an Enforcer-class system-controlled cruiser, and the rest are transport ships and factory ships without combat capabilities.

Originally, Fu Qinghai had another frigate, which was a Sword-class frigate seized from the Thorndike family in the Schwerin hive. However, this retired warship was too old, so Fu Qinghai left it at the Saturn Shipyard for refurbishment, and the crew also stayed behind, preparing to return to the hive after the refurbishment.

Yes, Fu Qinghai didn't think much of this frigate. It had neither a teleportation deck nor an airborne launch port, and did not conform to the functional positioning of a space warrior. Fu Qinghai decided to leave it to Koshveto as a warship for the planetary garrison.

On the flight deck of the Emperor-class battleship were parked Land Raiders, Rhino transports and Predator tanks captured from the Iron Warriors. These land vehicles were of no help in space naval battles. There were only two Thunderhawk gunboats as the few air combat forces and a Bull jet motorcycle, which was Fu Qinghai's personal carrier-based aircraft.

The Su Zheng is not equipped with a complete carrier-based aircraft squadron and cannot serve as an aircraft carrier for the time being.

"Activate all detection arrays."

Fu Qinghai stood on the bridge and gave the order.

In front of him, the crew worked at various rune consoles, using a variety of measuring tools and divination devices to scan the dark space before them.

The flight command bridge is a spacious hall with buzzing holographic projections and green-glowing rune screens neatly arranged in the corridors on both sides of the command hall. The servitors fixed in place are connected to every monitoring system on the ship.

A small screen in the corner displays the ship's current course and speed. The wide hall is divided into two at the rear, with an ordnance station and a survey station on each side. Naval officers in red and white uniforms are busy in each space.

A giant observation dome composed of diamond-shaped panes and armored glass adorns the spine of the ship and occupies the front of the bridge, providing an unobstructed view of the entire command hall and allowing people to observe the vast starry sky above their heads without restraint.

Owning a warship like this is beautiful and stunning.

"Three Ork warships and one Imperial ship."

A crew member reported loudly:

"The Imperial ship has been identified as the Conquest-class star-faring ship 'Emperor's Coin'. The three Ork warships, judging by the plasma energy readings, should be two assault ships and a gunboat, Khan."

Imperial ships can be identified by the ship's engine code, from model to name, but the Ork warships are just like their land vehicles, full of weird modifications and patchwork, and the tonnage can only be roughly judged by the plasma energy readings at the rear of the warship.

It really is an orc warship...

"Have they spotted us?"

"The enemy fleet shows no movement in position, and the plasma energy readings show no change, Khan."

The crew member in charge of the measurement replied.

This means that the enemy is completely unaware.

This is the advantage of the Emperor-class battleship.

Fu Qinghai described the Suzheng as a "giant radar ship" for a reason. The distance of space naval battles is often tens of thousands of kilometers, and it is beyond visual range combat. Of course, you can't rely on visual search for the enemy. The Emperor-class battleships are equipped with various detection arrays. Although they move slowly, the huge advantage of "detecting the enemy first, firing first, and destroying the enemy first" cannot be ignored.

Fu Qinghai touched his chin and asked casually:

"Lin Yu, if it was you who was in charge, what would you do?"

Lin Yu, who was standing behind him, straightened his chest and answered,

"A lion will fight a rabbit with all its might. I will send the faster Fiery Horse to go around the enemy's rear and block their escape route. The Rectification will fire a volley of light spears at the three Orc warships to penetrate the enemy's void shields. The macro cannons will focus fire to completely destroy them. The Fiery Horse will approach the Conquest-class Star Sea Expeditionary Ship, and the Space Marines will board it to rescue the trapped crew."

"That's all, Khan."

It's a sound plan and there's nothing wrong with it.

But Fu Qinghai shook his head.

He calmly ordered:

"To deal with these shabby warships, the Fiery Horse is enough... Qiao Shida!"

"Yes, Khan!"

The Moon Wolf warriors stood at attention and roared.

"You will lead two hundred Space Marines, including the pharmacist Camille, on the Fiery Horse to deal with these three Orc warships. You will decide on your own what action strategy to adopt during the entire mission."

"Yes, Khan!"

…

Qiao Shida had already gathered his troops and was driving the Fiery Horse light cruiser, turning around and galloping towards the green warship.

Fu Qinghai stood in front of the bridge, looking at the green warships on the screen. The three warships hovering in space were outlined as a few light spots in the detection array and were firmly locked by the automatic stabilized logic sight on the gun deck of the Suzheng.

"Interference macro cannon, three shots, volley!"

Fu Qinghai saw that the Fiery Horse had entered a reasonable maneuvering position and ordered a round of broadside salvos, intending to gain some tactical advantage for Qiao Shida and at the same time point out tactical targets for him.

I believe Old Joe will understand.

That's right, any green-skinned creation, including the green warships, is of almost no use to humans, but these are three pirate warships that appeared within the territory of the empire, and there is no guarantee what stolen goods may be inside. Fu Qinghai does not intend to directly smash them into a few pieces of space junk, but to search them thoroughly first.

If Chen Xinlu were here at this moment, she would definitely complain in her heart: It's a bit crazy to want to snatch someone even from the Orcs.

A salvo of macro-cannon fire caused the ship to shake slightly, as if a giant whale in the void was gently shaking its body.

The giant shell disappeared into the deep void.

However, Fu Qinghai's next order made Lin Yu behind him a little confused.

He gave the following orders:

"Shut down, plasma engines."

"Close, void shield array."

"closure..."

As the warship's most energy-consuming essential components were shut down one by one, the faint vibrations and subtle noises coming from deep within the hull gradually disappeared. The dazzling flames from the huge multiple sets of nozzles at the stern of the warship slowly went out, and a large amount of redundant energy was freed up in the complex transmission pipelines throughout the ship's hull.

"Activate, the Curtain of the Highest Sky."

Fu Qinghai said in a deep voice.

Many people who have lived on the surface their entire lives would find the idea of ​​hiding something as large as a spacecraft to be absurd and ridiculous.

However, most surface residents do not know how vast space is. A twelve-kilometer-long battleship is just a drop in the ocean in the vast void.

With the right energy baffles and advanced shielding to mask the energy signature, a spacecraft can become a detection hole in the void.

An invisible force field spread and enveloped the entire battleship.

The Supremacy, this majestic and magnificent behemoth visible to the naked eye, is still hovering quietly in the dark deep space.

But in the eyes of the augur...

It disappeared.

Fu Qinghai sat back in the captain's chair, with his back armor pressed against the backrest and his arms resting on the armrests.

Give the last order to all the crew members:

"Be patient and wait."

…

HMS Fiery Horse light cruiser.

As Fu Qinghai's first subordinate, also the captain of the first tactical team designated by Fu Qinghai and the captain of the first company of the Future Regiment, Qiao Shida knew what Fu Qinghai wanted when he saw the salvo of the Suzheng No. 1 interfering with the macro cannon.

He lay in front of the detection array, squinting his eyes to observe the results of the interference macrocannon's firing. As the distance between the two gradually shortened, the status of the imperial ship was also presented on the fluorescent screen - the huge Conquest-class star-sea voyage ship stopped in place, with two violent ramming boats inserted in different directions of the hull, like a clumsy elephant being besieged by ferocious hyenas.

"Two Onslaught-class assault ships and a Savage-class gunboat."

Qiao Shida identified the model of the enemy's warship.

The Moon Wolf Warrior is an experienced veteran of a hundred years. He knows that the characteristics of the Greenskin warships are thick front armor, thin side armor, and almost no armor at the rear. As for additional facilities, it depends on the scraps the Greenskins can pick up. If they pick up a Void Shield, they will get a Void Shield, and if they pick up a Nova Cannon, they will get a Nova Cannon.

The attack of the macro cannon arrived instantly. Seeing that the signal peaks of the three green warships weakened one after another, Qiao Shida shouted loudly:

"Full speed ahead!"

After saying that, he turned around and quickly walked towards the transmission deck.

Two hundred Space Marines on the transport deck were already fully armored, lined up in rows, and ready to go. Qiao Shida strode past them and shouted:

"The military situation is urgent. I don't have time to waste on you. If you need some kind of pre-battle speech or motivational encouragement to go all out, then get out of this battleship!"

"Spearhead troops, follow me, enter the torpedo!"

"Bang…yes!"

Everyone beat their chests and roared.

Not knowing how long it would take for the greenskin battleships to recover from the paralyzed state after being hit by the interference macro cannons, Qiao Shida led the Space Marines into the torpedo launch bays one by one. After several muffled sounds, the boarding torpedoes dragged long trails and shot straight at the three greenskin battleships.

Faced with the rapidly approaching boarding torpedoes, the close-in defense guns and rapid-fire guns on the green battleship's hull had no reaction.

The melta-blasting warhead of the first torpedo blew through the thin side armor. The randomly stacked and welded armor plates were like paper paste and were pierced through by the thick and long torpedo.

The torpedoes plowed deep grooves on the deck, crushing three or five unlucky creatures. The thick side hatch slammed open, and giants with weapons and covered in ceramic armor emerged from it. However, there were only two of them, and they looked very lonely.

"Waaaaaaaagh!"

The green-skinned guys grabbed their rifles and six-barreled guns, rushed forward with a roar, their eyes red, their fangs trembling and bared, eager to kill and drink blood.

The massacre began from then on.

The first green guy was knocked away by a punch, his sturdy body smashed against the wall, his skull cracked and his brains gushed out. His death was so quick that he didn't have time to release the tightly gripped trigger, and the crude horn gun was still spraying out balls of bullets.

The second green-skinned boy launched a charge, and the dense bullets fired from the twin-linked boom rifle bounced off the ceramic steel giant one after another until the bolt made a click. The green-skinned pirate gripped the butt of the gun tightly and stabbed forward with the serrated bayonet hanging below, but the giant dodged by turning sideways and then sealed his throat with a claw.

The slender steel claws flashing with blue arcs reached up, and the green-skinned boy's thick neck and huge head were smoothly cut into neat slices, which could be put on a plate and served on the dining table.

"Pah."

The green-skinned guys fell to the ground one after another.

The orcs' first wave of counterattack was repelled. The experienced Moon Wolf warrior did not pursue the victory, but ordered his teammates to cover himself, then squatted down and began to set up teleportation beacons.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Several white lights flashed in the battleship's passage, and more than a dozen fully armed space warriors appeared out of thin air in the passage. Qiao Shida stood up, waved his hand, and said:

"Access the communication channel, ZC1108, ignore those snot monsters and squiggles, quickly go to the bridge, kill the war boss first, and the remaining greenskins will scatter."

In the winding battleship passage, the Space Marines approached silently and as fast as thunder.

…

Conquest-class star-faring ship, Emperor's Coin.

"Boss, canned shrimps have boarded our battleship!"

A special warfare boy with blue camouflage on his face crawled up to the war boss who was as big as a dreadnought mecha, and lay down in front of it, shouting in fear.

The War Boss wore a thick rolled steel vest with a row of sharp spikes on his shoulders, red paint covered his face and armor, and he wore a black pirate felt hat on his head.

It kicked the special warfare kid in the chest, causing him to roll over, and yelled,

"Why are you in such a hurry? If we can break through the defenses here right away, we can have a super ship, and we can become the largest, strongest, and most waaagh tribe... What did you say just now?"

"It's canned shrimp, boss!"

The subordinate cried out with tears streaming down his face.

"Cans, cans are coming..."

The war boss muttered to himself, and suddenly he cursed:

"Why didn't anyone tell me before the canned warship approached us, damn technician boy!"

"Boss, the cunning Cannon hit our ship with the 'blackout cannon'. All radio stations and communications are out of service. They are coming to kill us now. Woo woo woo, my poor Toot, that's my favorite Squiggle..."

The special warfare boy started crying as he spoke.

"Stop arguing. Brother Go is watching you, you cowardly idiot. I say, did you see the pattern on their shoulders? Which canned army is it?"

The War Boss was obviously an expert, and he even knew how to distinguish the Space Marine Legions by the emblems on their shoulder armor.

The special warfare boy trembled and said,

"It's yellow lightning and a horizontal bar..."

The war boss's bulging eyes, which looked like hyperthyroidism, suddenly widened, and all the horrific memories of the past flooded into his mind:

those terrifying giants riding motorcycles, those fluttering red battle flags and the gleaming pale skulls, the tribe's boys were slaughtered before they even saw the enemy's figure, they drove the panicked Orcs skillfully, and laughed wildly and loudly, and even the most irritable Squig monsters fled in panic like frightened herbivores in front of them...

Those Tyrannical Beastmen who were saved by the Painful Boy's joint surgery all said: When your head and body are separated, the roar of the motorcycle engine will still echo in your ears. That is the call from the White Death...

At that time, the war boss was just a skinny boy who knew nothing about the world. He managed to escape by hiding in a garbage pit, using the smelly manure and rags to cover himself.

"White scars..."

The war boss slowly read out the name from the horror legend, and couldn't help feeling a little scared.

…

After slaughtering all the Orks and Ork-like creatures in the three green warships, Joe Star led the Space Marines on the Thunderhawk gunboat to the Conqueror-class Star Sea Expedition that was boarded by the Orcs, and reunited with the pharmacist Camille.

"Old Joe."

"Camus."

The two men bumped fists.

"How is it going?"

"all the best."

Qiao Shida squatted down and picked up an orc boy's daka gun, looking at the crude logo engraved on it: a red crossed axe and an abstract head in the middle.

"Blood Axe Clan... humph."

Qiao Shida snorted disdainfully.

After all, they are two groups of war maniacs who often deal with each other in the galaxy. The Orks know the Space Marines' legions, and the Space Marines also know the Orks' clans.

He patted Camille on the shoulder:

"Come on, doctor, let's go and take care of the biggest green beast. The rest are just chickens and dogs."

…

The space warriors of the Brotherhood of God Machine cross-divided and advanced rapidly in the intricate passages and cabins of the Conqueror-class Star Sea Voyage Ship. The Blood Axe is a cunning clan that produces many special combat guys. Compared with the brutal Gogo, they prefer the cunning Maoge. They are good at ambushing, sneaking, hiding in the dark and shooting cold guns, etc.

However, all these tricks and means were exposed in front of the active and passive perspective helmet of the MK8 counter-insurgency power armor. A large number of special warfare guys hiding in the alleys and behind the corners were killed one by one by the Space Marines.

The damn cans seemed to have foreseen the future. Before the brave boys died, they didn't even have time to throw away the various bombs in their hands, and they met the second brother with hatred.

However, the boarding operation of the Brotherhood of God was not all smooth sailing. The Ork pirates who landed on the Conquest-class Star Cruiser were obviously stronger and better equipped, causing a lot of trouble for the Space Marines and even leading to continuous casualties in combat.

"Ah ...

The thick armored bulkhead blocked the Space Marines' perspective, and a burly orc roared out of the hatch, a death rifle fixed on his broad shoulders.

The Deathgun is massive in size and extremely ornately decorated, with shiny parts and a stylish Squigglepi added by Techboy, a surly, show-off boy.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The orc locked onto the Space Marines at the end of the passage through the viewfinder and opened fire. Super-large single-barreled bullets spurted out, knocking the Space Marines off their horses and taking them by surprise.

Gunslinger's shoulders are made up of a mass of bionic organs and thick, rapidly-growing muscles to absorb the bone-breaking recoil of the Death Gun.

The Space Marines in the back row hugged their fallen comrades and quickly retreated to the corner, the Death Gun's fire was still roaring, and the Gun Boy stepped forward with a heavy ammunition box on his back.

The fallen warrior was laid flat on the ground. Camille squatted on the ground, reached out to take off the warrior's helmet, revealing a bloody young face, long white hair braided behind his ears, broken abdominal armor and internal organs mixed together. He had lost his breath, and both hearts had stopped beating.

Camille checked it briefly and immediately shouted:

"Sasan's brain membrane has been activated. He is just pretending to be dead. Give me some space and kill that noisy guy by the way."

After saying that, he bent down, and the electric drill on the side of his arm broke the connecting bolts of the breastplate. The searchlight behind him focused the light on the soldier's abdomen. The medical backpack extended sensitive and slender mechanical tentacles to remove the armor fragments mixed in the abdominal cavity one by one, and cut the necrotic flesh and intestines. The entire battlefield operation scene was orderly and rapid.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Death Gun misfired, two Space Marines flashed out and fired a plasma without even looking. A blue beam flashed, and the arm of the Gun Boy holding the ammunition chain was instantly broken. However, this beast with tenacious vitality still roared and pounced on him. As the sound of the chainsaw grinding meat rang out, the tip of the chainsaw sword broke out from the orc's broad and strong back, finally putting an end to this manic shooter.

The living metal was already wriggling and repairing itself. With the injection of the Extremis virus, the white-haired warrior came out of his suspended animation and opened his eyes again. Camille's concerned face came into view, and the young warrior said gratefully,

"Thank you, pharmacist."

…

Due to the strong survivability of the Space Marines themselves and the Marvel artifact Extremis, the Brotherhood of the Machine's casualties did not turn into deaths.

Fu Qinghai sat quietly on the bridge, watching the fierce battle turn into rolling runes and data streams on the screen.

But he was not moved at all.

Lin Yu behind him was walking back and forth in some discomfort. Fu Qinghai knew that he was eager to join the battle in the distance. The fighting gene in the bones of the Space Marine was already impatient.

"Even a lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit. It's just an idiom."

Fu Qinghai said calmly:

"Always keep a reserve force and keep the initiative in your own hands. This is what a qualified commander should do."

Lin Yu stopped and nodded heavily:

"Yes, Khan."

…

Fierce bullets rained down on each other in the narrow space, fragments of flesh and blood flew everywhere, the plasma and molten heat of the Space Marines spurted out, and the fire sticks and explosive eggs of the Orks ran everywhere.

Stun mines, stink mines, fungus mines... the special forces guys threw all kinds of biological and chemical weapons and grenades at the space marines. The battleship passages were filled with yellow poisonous gas and floating fungal spores.

The Space Marines fought and retreated, pretending to be defeated, and slowly lured the greenskins who were ready to kill out of their bunkers, falling into a carefully constructed encirclement, and then greeted them with a large number of armor-piercing grenades and thermal bombs.

Qiao Shida led the charge like a ferocious old wolf and charged into the enemy camp. Bullets and lasers were deflected and pushed away by the invisible deflection field in front of him, hitting the surrounding walls and ceiling, leaving bullet holes and scorch marks. As the only person in the Brotherhood of God with an iron halo, the Moon Wolf Warrior always led the charge when encountering the enemy.

Joe Star and Camille, led all the Space Marines participating in the boarding, and gathered in front of the bridge passage. After a fierce and bitter battle, the war boss, who was like a green mountain of flesh, finally fell in front of everyone.

Its thighs were burned through by the double-barreled melta gun, its chest was covered with scratches from the power claws, its muscles torn by the explosive bombs were exposed nakedly to the air, its skin and flesh were rolled up, its internal organs were leaking out, it was such a tragic scene - only in this way could this horrible monster with redundant growth of tissues and organs be killed.

Qiao Shida was covered in blood and his armor was tattered. He threw his broken helmet aside, revealing his bald head covered in blood and scabs. He stepped on the chest of the War Boss with one foot, leaned down, and used his power claws to cut off its head with great effort. He held it in his hand and led the team towards the tightly closed hatch.

The two Space Marines quickly deployed the melta bombs and retreated.

"boom--"

The heat wave rolled in.

The smoke slowly dissipated.

Scarlet eyepieces lit up, and Space Marines with guns in hand filed in. In the corner of the captain's room, they saw a woman huddled there with her hands on her knees, shivering. With a "click", everyone's guns were instantly locked on her.

Qiao Shida, reeking of gunpowder and blood, walked slowly up to the woman.

"identity."

The voice on the loudspeaker was cold and calm.

The woman raised her tear-stained face and said,

"Yolanda Altaira, from a family of wandering traders from the 500th world of Ultramar. Thank you for your rescue, sir. This is... this is our family's trade license and privateering license."

The woman handed over the parchment that she was tightly holding in her hand. The sweat from her palms soaked the lines on the paper. At this critical moment of life and death, she still refused to give up this thing. It must be very important.

Qiao Shida took it and unfolded it.

It was a license issued by Roboute Guilliman.

The signature of the Lord of Five Hundred Worlds is at the end.

Qiao Shida nodded and handed the parchment back to the woman. Several warriors stepped forward and helped the woman to stand up. The Moon Wolf Warrior turned around and looked around, and asked casually:

"Where's the astropath who called us for support?"

The woman raised her face, bewildered.

"Astropath? What astropath? Our astropath was killed when the orcs' first wave of bombardment arrived."

Qiao Shida was stunned:

"Isn't this a distress signal sent by the Astropath?"

"I thought you were just passing through, sir."

The woman said.

Joe Star's eyes slowly widened, and he looked at Camille, who had just taken off his helmet. Both of them saw the shock that was difficult to conceal in each other's eyes.

…

Stars are always the largest celestial bodies in a galaxy. The plasma reactions of stars are the strongest. The flares and radiated light from stars can cover up many things.

Just when the fierce battle between the Fiery Horse and the Greenskin Fleet was in full swing.

Three twisted and corrupted Chaos warships drew an arc side by side, rushed out from the back of the star, and pounced on the Goliath-class factory ship and nine Imperial transport ships that were quietly hovering in space without any protection.

Fu Qinghai looked at the three red dots on the detection array.

Grinned.

......

(End of this chapter)