Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 371 Void Interceptor

After six standard Terra hours of fighting in the void, to be precise, the T-shape successfully penetrated into the heart of the enemy. However, the pirates were stronger than the Imperial Guard expected. Even dozens of long-range bombardments could not stop them as much as possible. Inflicting a blow to its core combat effectiveness at a very fast speed.

The empire knew nothing about those greedy monsters and had no understanding of those traitorous compatriots, which caused hesitation in the battle. A large number of close combat destroyers and light cruisers that broke into the enemy ship array were quickly pulled out and destroyed. At the same time, the imperial navy Soon I realized that the enemy's ship array was as terrifying as a black hole, with no return.

The tactics originally intended to reduce the burden on the Imperial Navy showed counterproductive effects, but most people still admitted that there was nothing wrong with this idea. As many battleships moved forward without hesitation, the Imperial Navy probably also figured out the area where the enemy's command ship was located.

It was an inverted triangle in the middle of the fleet, but the super-high combat effectiveness of the Space Marine barges also made it an information black hole. They were good at quickly attacking energy equipment or signal transmitters, and their warships probably had information shielding equipment, allowing the Imperial Navy to Unable to locate the enemy.

They are not powerless guys, but most of the battles in the empire take place on the ground. In addition, the overwhelming numerical advantage and control of the imperial warships in peacetime are no longer there. The traitors also know them thoroughly. The Emperor of the Volcano Cannon The opportunity for gifting therefore becomes all the more important.

The only thing that can tear through the current black hole is the volcano cannon, and there may only be one chance. At the same time, the intimidating power of the volcano cannon can also make the enemy hesitate, giving them precious time to repair.

At this point, the senior admiral of the navy and his staff, that is, the fat-headed nobles of the empire, and the biggest heroes of the empire in maintaining the border area. This complex group with two attributes at the same time, gathered together on such a large scale for the first time to think. War and symmetry.

Because the size of the Imperial battleship is huge, one cruiser is equivalent to the manpower of the entire Imperial Guard battle group, and it also has the ability to destroy most of the alien civilizations that have not yet set foot in the star system.

It is also a powerful force that can completely destroy the entire standard world without planetary defense. Power is power, power is blood, and blood is honor. Those surplus and complicated things make up this huge vested interest group, and also form the void of the empire. The most powerful force in the world.

The effective commanders of the Imperial battleships whose actions can determine hundreds of millions of lives gathered together. Although they were nominally ordered by the Supreme Commander of the Star Territory, on the frontline battlefield, they were gods to ordinary people.

The Imperial Navy's current limited number of battleships or heavy cruisers means that there are only six admirals gathered here, but even so, any one of the six here is usually enough to completely flatten several worlds.

But now, silence and helplessness are emerging among those individuals with powers comparable to supermen. They all know that the current news is not very good, that is, the enemy's combat power is strong, and the volcanic cannon they rely on and believe in cannot be fired to kill the enemy. current situation.

When one of the older admirals dragged his black skin and dark gold luxurious military uniforms, and used himself to represent the lower-level astronauts who constantly maintained the huge void ship on the deck and the naval officers who were constantly commanding at the grassroots level, he spoke rhetorically of opening.

"I have served in the empire for 120 years. From the first time I stepped into the battleship, I was aware of the current difficulties of the empire. I thought Lord Alan Bair would be the breakthrough, but his performance made me , speechless.”

"Now, our soldiers are dying all the time, but he did not use the powerful volcano cannon to kill the heretics for a long time because of the so-called risk of loss and tactical significance. In the end, we should not have believed in this crude and crude thing in the first place. There is no large-scale equipment that has been tested in war, but I was blinded by its power for a moment!"

He seemed excited and angry, but rather than complaining about Alan Bayer, he wanted to rely on such words to win the recognition and trust of others and gain more rights. However, the naval generals here are all mature. , who have experienced noble struggles and countless military wars since childhood, this method of inspiring people is naturally ineffective for them.

However, his harsh words also pointed out the biggest difficulty at present, which is the inability to effectively kill the enemy's physical strength. Even if close combat is used, it will be resolved by the enemy, leaving the empire completely passive.

Seeing that the others were silent, the older noble navy also realized that his words had no effect, but he did attract attention, the attention of the senior admiral.

The powerful old officer spoke. "West, your Emperor-class battleship is equipped with the handle of that interceptor squadron. My pilots think highly of those brave soldiers under your command."

Old West turned around in his head and quickly recalled the guys who made him praised and earned tens of thousands of throne coins. He still remembered those people, but that was all.

"What's up with those, oh, Fury Interceptors, those loyal ones, Admiral, can my lousy soldiers help you?"

"That's right." The senior general said. "My bomber fleet is too slow. Even if it doesn't carry bombs, it can barely reach the bottom line of evading close-in defense artillery. But with the excellent Fury crew, I believe they can. To be precise, during this time, I asked the Mechanical Sage to customize A special missile."

"This aerial bomb can be firmly embedded in the outside of the ship. At the same time, its speed will not activate the void shield at all, and it can maintain an encrypted signal for more than ten hours. The enemy is the command ship after all, and even if there is signal shielding, it cannot be maintained forever. , otherwise the array will be confused."

Old Shangjun Chester understood immediately. "But this way my soldiers will never come back."

"One hundred thousand throne coins, and one of my private estates, are enough to buy a small Fury?" The senior admiral knew exactly what this man was thinking, and he came as promised and paid him.

"Enough, enough. In addition to purchasing fighter planes and training other soldiers, the rest of the money will be subsidized to the soldiers who have committed suicide so far. Thank you for your generosity." Old Chester seemed greedy and stupid, but it was also this nature that made him sit Having gold and silver means having a character that regards other people's lives as nothing. At the same time, this character also leads to him actually having wealth.

Unkind and unjust, coupled with the convenience provided by his family, this person has reached his current position not only by war and victory, but also by the fate of countless heroes of the empire who have buried his bones, and this cruel and dark sad world. To.It is this wealthy and noble ancient Terran noble family. He has already been favored by the emperor. The bravery and success of his ancestors for countless generations have created a path for him. Now he only needs to pay the price of those poor people who are fascinated by his reputation. s life.

In the hangar of the Empire's Emperor-class battleship, the ultra-high pressure suit was put on again by the captain of the interceptor column. This experienced pilot emphasized again and again to the priest who was debugging in front of him. "Don't leave out the temperature regulation system and the oxygen supply system!"

But the priest said. "According to calculations, high-pressure oxygen will be input into your body through the spinal connection port. The external oxygen supply system is only designed for tactical needs that may require carrying additional personnel, and the heat preservation system of the ultra-high-pressure suit and the plasma engine can also maintain At body-safe levels.”

"So those devices are debugged to the lowest order."

"Shut up! Do you know how uncomfortable it is to not be able to breathe? Do you know the feeling of not being able to press your fingers when it's cold?" The captain cursed, and at the same time entered the fighter plane to test the new system. If it weren't for the loyalty of this old partner's machine soul, they would have lost their last time. He was about to die in the void, and the priests of the Mechanicus failed him time and time again.

But this time it was different. After complaining, the priest took the initiative to turn on the life-support equipment and began to debug it. At the same time, the air chamber that was emitting turbid air suddenly became fresh and comfortable.

"What is this, air without recycling?" The captain was a little surprised.

"In view of calculations, this may be your last attack, and your sacrifice can increase the empire's chance of victory by 0.6666, so the use of specially supplied air is approved." The priest answered without emotion.

"Do you think my brothers and I will die?" the captain joked. The priest did not answer. There was only the sound of a third hand cutting old metal pipes and welding in the air.

The captain now looked at this hangar full of oil stains and memories. It was once full and bustling, but the long war career, from the troops that could only deal with pirates, to the Pangea counterattack, to the Bandertal crusade, to the present Red Army He has experienced too many pirate wars.

The most painful thing for him is actually not the battle, but the fact that he survived time and time again under the care of the emperor, and his comrades left time and time again, from the compatriots who attacked the fortress together at the beginning, to the recruits who disappeared into the void some time ago, that kind of pain Enough to tear open his soul and dissect what was inside of him.

He was almost suffocated by the pain and loneliness, as well as the suffering caused by losses again and again in the long war. If he really sacrificed this time, like the many soldiers and brothers who gave their all to the empire, it would actually be good.

And he has never had an heir or a lover. His family has long been torn apart by the invasion of the Red Pirates. Now he has long become a skeleton in the war. The conditions of his crew members are also very different. The Red Pirates have left too many for this sector. The pain is too much.

Now that he can take revenge, he is satisfied, not to mention that he can now decide the direction of the war, because this is the reality, and the personal influence on the war is nothing more than this. He is not sure whether he can shoulder such a responsibility, but he also understands that this matter has no If people do it, they will never get another chance.

And no matter how his thoughts spread, he still needed to put them away. When the gunner and observer arrived, he looked at his equipped comrades, and at the same time the two soldiers also spoke. "Emperor, Captain Zhong is fast. I thought I could get to the cab first this time. Damn it." Then the gunner suddenly took out twenty scattered credits and handed them to the observer.

The observer smiled and accepted the money, while the captain joked. "Damn it, you are still playing this, don't you know? We have been allocated personal funds for this mission. If we can come back, we can get three thousand throne coins, which is one thousand per person. We can go to the upper level to buy ordinary citizens' coins. Now that we have an apartment, we no longer have to enjoy the recycled water and disgusting second-hand air.”

This is definitely a huge sum of money. One throne coin is enough to exchange for half a year to a year's living expenses for the residents of the middle nest in the normal world of the empire. If he works in a good position in the factory, it only costs five or six throne coins a year, so Many people cannot save a hundred shining gold coins in their entire life.

However, they also use the credits used by the local planetary governor throughout their lives, or exchange things for things. This kind of conversion is more suitable for people in a world with advanced technology, or people who often travel around the empire, such as this group of cute and sad people. soldiers.

The high price of three thousand instantly attracted the two soldiers on the crew. They subconsciously began to think about the days when they would become the upper echelons of the hive city. However, if they could retire from the long service week, this alone would be enough for them to get a normal salary in the empire. It is not impossible for a person to be in a position that is beyond the reach of others and be granted the title of nobility according to their great achievements.

But those are all things that cannot be seen at present. Nobles without heirs are nothing. Now they are still working hard for everything in the empire, but they have to admit that their captain, the Imperial Admiral, is alone. After eating most of the unexpected three thousand money, it amounted to more than ninety thousand, which is equivalent to a palace in the best location of the hive city, or a small void armed transport ship.

And they still need to thank this Lord for his magnanimity. After all, with their "little ability", they will never see the throne coin in this life? Even if they have made great contributions to the empire, they are just a spending machine for the lords and nobles. , it’s just part of the countless calculations of paying money in exchange for victory.

It’s just that they are also the most crucial, the most incalculable, the most likely, and the most powerful part. The remaining humanity of mankind, including anger and disgust, sacrifice and praise, loyalty or bravery, are all in those poor grassroots On the soldiers.

When the plasma engine started again, a flashing comet flew out from the outside of the huge, nearly eight-kilometer-long battleship. For a distance of hundreds or thousands of kilometers, those giant battleships continued to spit out the Emperor's twinkling light.

From the captain's perspective, the entire dark void at this moment is like stars, twinkling, gorgeous, and beautiful. However, there are no stars in this universe, and the light of other stars depends on the reflection of stars, so those stars are not so-called stars.

Instead, they are human creations flying one by one. The dim ones are the light spears that have missed a few light-years away. The brighter ones are the cannonballs that have not yet hit the enemy. The most shining ones are the burning ships and this piece of land. The burning galaxy.

(End of this chapter)