Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 81 Welcome to the Bay of Damocles Gang Dancing

Seeing the sequelae of subspace, whether it is rhinitis, or whether the abnormal movement in large-scale space makes Alan Bayer feel uncomfortable breathing, but as the commander of the Skadi Fourth Infantry Regiment, he still needs to carry out his own job. .

The nearby star map was crudely expressed in the communication message. The area was called the Gulf of Damocles. It was so huge that even if an Imperial cruiser wanted to use subspace to cross that area, it would take a full six months.

They don't have that much supplies, because it is expected that it will take about a month to return to Skadi. Although the subspace is unstable, it is basically impossible to move in such a small area without large-scale time dislocation. If they encounter , it doesn’t matter how much supplies you bring.

Apparently they encountered a "shipwreck" in subspace. Although the warship's supplies were enough for them to sail for two or three months, it still could not support them from leaving the chemical battlefield. The good news is that Tyranid's tentacles will not arrive in that sector very soon. The bad news is that they are basically all titanium-free.

There is no doubt that although they both have "tai" in their names, Tai is not actually pronounced as "tau", and Titan's strength is a little bit weaker than Tai's, and its armor is not that exaggerated. It can even be said that Alan Bair's military career is It’s not an exaggeration to live a can-opening life.

"Staff officer, what's the status of their soldiers?"

The staff officer was chattering endlessly on the communicator about spreading the emperor's honor when he was stopped by Alan Bair, and he answered naturally. "Obviously the subspace pollution on the bridge is more serious. Could it be because the armor on the outside of the ship is thicker? Apart from a few hallucinations and fights, a few unlucky guys accidentally knocked over their lunches."

Alan Beyer replied. "Ask the logistics and cooking teams to get some supplies for them. There is currently no demand for supplies. They will be traveling at sublight speed for a long time when they come from the east."

"But because the void shield was damaged by the previous subspace storm, it cannot be turned on for a long time now, and they do not have the help of technical sages who can repair the shield. In general, if they are attacked, they have to take it first. Only the legs can open the shield."

"Pray to the Emperor, if everything really goes wrong."

Alan Bayer looked at the brilliant sea of ​​stars outside through the window. The light of stars was shining on those things. They were not reflecting light, but the shining light of the suns in countless star systems in the Milky Way spanned countless light years and turned into stars. There are countless stars in the sky that cover the sky and the moon like gravel.

What a bustling universe, what a dark world. The battleship has turned off most of its electronic equipment and is heading towards Quadravidia through the beacon. It is clear that they have lost their astropaths and are completely unable to navigate in subspace. They are expected to reach Quad. Lavidia's world, where there is no distance between liquid years, takes two months.

But that was no longer protected by the Emperor. If the Mandeville Point they came out of was further away, they might starve to death in the universe just by the slightest path in the void.

But that is not inevitable, because Quadra Vidia is the largest commercial center in Damocles Bay. Three stable subspace flows rolling ships here form the core traffic connecting the Damocles Bay star sector. It is equivalent to the gentle and fast ocean currents of the liquid crystal, and they just drifted with the current in the subspace to get there in the first place.

The confinement was not easy, but they were still alive. The Emperor blessed them. Alan Bair gave a mobilization speech on the communicator, but he did not tell the soldiers at all that the destination had been changed, but it was not the Emperor's fault. Soldiers don't care about where they want to go, they just want to kill aliens.

The second lieutenant was in the armory at the moment, listening to Shut Up on the communicator, and chatting with the mechanical priest girl. He was stroking the Sentinel mecha in the armory. He was very lucky to be chosen as the pilot of that loyal machine, because He was proficient in machinery, because the pilot also naturally got to know the Mechanicus members in the logistics department, and they quickly became familiar with each other. Although the priest would not shut up or answer too many questions, of course, the premise was that the second lieutenant did not move. The legs must be protected, otherwise he may see the most extreme appearance of the Mechanicus.

He listened to the communicator. "That warp thing is scary."

"He saw that his mother had just arrived. She died during the famine in the hive city. He ate part of her to survive. He almost went crazy just now..." The second lieutenant looked at his legs and arms using a tactical dagger. He was glad he didn't have his bolter leggun clip with him.

The Mechanicus girl said nothing. She had always been like this. In fact, when the ensign was chatting with her, it was because she was more or less a living person. I want to know the three pilots of the Sentinel mecha Liquid Yi. The other two often played in their own company. There was a lot of trouble, but the second lieutenant discovered the guy who was always silent.

But the problem is not that she is silent, but that her database shows that the level of the Astra Militarum in front of her is too low, almost equivalent to the accessories of the Sentinel mecha. If my computer can open and shut up, I can answer, but how can I Can you chat with the computer CPU?

The research with the data craftsman has made her humanity weaker and weaker. Her body has been highly modified. The large amount of knowledge and newly stored stc have made her unable to do too many tedious things. She can only pray, faith, wisdom, and knowledge. It can make her feel stimulated and excited.

Fortunately, the second lieutenant was a chatterbox. He didn't care whether she listened or not, but she kept chattering. "Do you know their leader, Alan Beyer, the guy who shuts up in the communicator, always finds fault with him. Although he is very grateful to him for giving him the driver's position, he has been cleaning the toilet for half a year."

"He should really taste the smell of a toilet..."

The mechanical priest girl answered calmly. "No, he doesn't need it, he's not a hero." Then he turned around to continue maintenance. The second lieutenant was stunned, and it turned out that the changes brought about by the data craftsmen were never complete.

As for the commanders who are on the bridge, they may not be able to hear what the people on the east side are saying. Navigation in the physical universe is not much more comfortable than space. On the contrary, any message sent by the battleship can be discovered by pirates or aliens, such as Minboldero. There is a problem with the shield of the USS, and it is easy to counterattack when encountering a small warship, but if it is not of the same order of magnitude, it will definitely suffer.

The slowness of the sublight engine made Alan Bayer feel like he was drifting in the endless ocean, rather than moving. As one of the commanders, he could see the data of the battleship, and there were many electromagnetic signals detected by the nearby auspicious device. Signal.

He drank coffee to relieve the fatigue caused by the countless months of sailing. The damn retro panel of the empire made his eyes hurt. Basically, whether it was a transistor or something, the ancient humans were conducting the second world-level event in Ancient Terra. There is war.

But if the monitoring range of that thing has actually reached the size of the moon or even more outrageous, it will look small in the vast void. If it is in the orbit of the planet, it will take a few seconds for the battleship to let the commander of the Astra Militarum see it perfectly. star map and enemy deployment.

Provided that I can get close to low Earth orbit.

And coffee is actually not coffee, but artificially extracted caffeine. Is there any physical harm to this thing? In fact, it is already the mildest stimulant in the Empire. The commanders of the Astra Militarum are under great pressure. , coffee is almost in short supply.

After all, a commander cannot be drunk, but he still needs to keep a more vigilant mind than a soldier to judge the direction of the war at any time. Before Alan Beyer became a lieutenant colonel, he thought that this thing was just to wash the pot, but Ru Ming has already Can't live without it.

Alan Bair looked at the screen and then asked the captain. "Why is there a small dot approaching the east right side of the screen?"

the captain replied. "Generally speaking, the things discovered by augurs are asteroids or something like that. They are bound by the gravity of the planet and fly towards nearby worlds. Real enemy troops will emit the source spectrum of the shield. After all, there is no shield in the universe. It is very scary to travel at sublight speed with a shield. Although the void is very large and the asteroids are not so dense, the probability of collision is not impossible.”

"The probability of a collision with an asteroid or rubble in the complete void without gravity is equivalent to the Imperial citizens not being able to see the Emperor's statue in their lifetime."

Alan Bayer asked again. "Aren't they traveling at sub-light speed? Why did that 'asteroid' last for so long?"

The captain smiled. "It's just the delay of the augur, and if the asteroids have speed, the gravity pulling them will not be too slow, and they will disappear from the screen by the time it happens."

"Um?"

The captain couldn't stop laughing. He refreshed the frequency of the auspicious instrument but still detected it. And the Dongjuecuo just sent out a new detection pulse. Even if it was not discovered before, it must be discovered now... and that thing was not. Disappear, no enemy!

"Act the enemy! Activate the void shield!"

"Damn it, they didn't find out right away!"

shouted the sailor. "An enemy shot was detected. It seems to be plasma emitted by an electromagnetic weapon!"

The captain was experienced and shouted immediately. "No titanium, damn it!"

"Full sublight engine efficiency, full right rudder, get out of the way!"

replied the sailor. "Full speed ahead!"

After a few chaotic seconds, the battleship started up in an orderly manner, dodging a salvo without a void shield. However, Titanium's weapons were not only plasma, but also railgun arrays. Compared to plasma, They are equipped with a small amount of self-navigation capability and can maneuver autonomously in the void. After a moment, a violent light curtain bursts out in a left-turn.

shouted the captain. "Turn on the camera and project the enemy image!"

After a wave of fluctuations, the main screen of the battleship showed the appearance of an enemy battleship. It was a light yellow battleship marked with the Shandao logo. It was shaped like a fish, or similar to a manta ray, flat and with obvious " "Tail", countless blue propellers generate propulsion on its rear wings. Compared with the left and right wings of the Imperial battleship that resemble ancient battleships, the Titanium battleship is more similar to the space X-wing fighter in Star Wars.

The captain said something. The phrase "Emissary" is standard High Gothic and means ambassador. The ambassador class was originally designed for high-ranking members of the Water Caste, Tau commanders and Ether clan, and secondly for combat.

They are also used as large merchant ships, and despite their size, their comprehensive armament makes them capable of defending themselves in any battle against all but the most powerful enemy capital ships.

Those ships are now very common in the Tau Empire's star field, because that class of ship is the first new model to be developed and modified, and they may be added to the Defender fleet as a new addition.

And the captain could hardly make an instant judgment. "Use the light spear. The enemy's shield is not thick. Directly carry out fixed-point overload!"

shouted the sailor. "Captain! One-tenth of the light spear array on the left is intact. The electromagnetic gun just now disabled their weapons!"

the captain asked. "How long does it take for the void shield to activate?"

replied the sailor. "three minutes!"

The captain cursed. "Too slow! Three minutes is enough for the enemy to shoot again. No matter how strong the armor of the Bordeaux is, it cannot be wasted like this! Turn to the right and maneuver!"

The sailors shouted. "Full! Pull right full!" About half a minute later, the Tau Empire warship on the screen finally became unclear. Obviously, the enemy did not expect that the Bordello would not counterattack, but would fully provide energy for the sublight speed engine. At this moment, everyone in the fleet breathed a sigh of relief. "The Emperor is here, the auspicious instrument has no response, they succeeded!" The sailors cheered, but the captain was still alert. "Go to damage control, the light spear must not fail!" "No!" The sailors immediately received the order and commanded the Imperial Navy to carry out repair work in an orderly manner. But the Tau people would not let the humans in front of them go. They did not fail, but blocked their own signals. When a few sudden gravitational beams hit the right side of the Bordello, the wailing and trembling of the ship's machine soul almost made Alanbair fall. A moment later, a communication invitation appeared on the big screen. The captain looked at the damage on the right side of the battleship and turned on the communicator with a painful expression. The screen showed a blue-skinned creature without a nose, wearing a red cape, very old. Judging from the logo on his chest, he should be a member of the Water Clan.

"Humans, they are here for cultural exchange with the Good Way. He, the son of "I" Li. Arno. Danlitien, has asked us if we want to join the Tau Empire." The old man's stumbling Gothic language hurts the ears. If his name is directly translated into Gothic, it probably means a calm sea, which is annoying enough...

The captain almost cursed, cursing the damned alien in his hometown's low Gothic, but Ailanbaier walked over slowly and spoke in a standard Imperial accent.

'Respected Tau, a member of the Water Clan, he has admired the Good Way for a long time. They didn't even fight back just now. The tyranny and pressure of the Empire made them physically and mentally exhausted. In fact, they just left the Empire's world and came back to life. "

"They have experienced countless wars and sought various miracles, but in the Damocles Gulf, no one has a greater ideal than Ether."

"Would you like to accept his invitation? They will send a diplomatic mission to meet with you and express their loyalty on your warship."

The Water Clan's foreign Jiao Mu rarely saw such an attitude in front of humans. He was a little surprised, but still nodded. "I'm very happy to do it."

Alan Baier replied. "I'm very happy to do it."

The alien closed the communicator line, and the captain began to draw his gun with a look of seeing a ghost. "Heretic!"

The staff officer also looked at his captain in disbelief...

Alan Baier held the captain's leg and arm. "What's the hurry? Prepare a transport ship with a drill. He selected the most elite people in the group, put on space suits, and they boarded. "

"Activate the void shield during that time, and if the jump is successful, then immediately distance yourself. If he dies, then immediately leave. If the Emperor blesses them and they succeed, he and his soldiers will use the Tau spacecraft to approach the Imperial world to seek support, and their departure can also reduce the loss of food and resources for the warship."

The captain and the staff officer were silent, and then the staff officer raised his leg. "Take him."

"My soldiers need morale."

Alanbair said. "If you are afraid of death, then come. I have never tasted the plasma of the Tau heretics, right? When you come there, you must try the local specialties."

The staff officer replied. "Of course!"

After a while, three hundred of the most elite non-commissioned officers and lieutenants, wearing carapace armor, holding incendiary guns, space suits of the boarding team, and several hot melt and plasma leg grenades, were equipped with luxurious equipment that was amazing.

They were preparing bullets, and Alanbair turned on the communicator on the transport plane and said naturally. "They are ready to go to the protection of the good way, my lord. "

Then he turned off the communicator and said to the other soldiers. "Let them see what the Emperor's iron fist looks like."

The veterans of the Skadi Fourth Infantry Regiment raised their incendiary guns, melta guns, and plasma guns and shouted. "No, no ...