Chapter 98 Space Derelict

It would take a full six months for a human warship to cross the entire Gulf of Damocles, assuming that the subspace flow on the current navigation route is stable.

And that navigation route does not entirely rely on subspace travel. In fact, it takes about a day to sense time within a few light years. Why can't it sense time? Because one day in subspace travel is equal to 12 days in the physical world, but that is not completely wrong.

On the road to subspace navigation, the more stable the subspace is, the less time it consumes. In some areas, it can even reach 1/1, but in any case, it feels extremely fast for people traveling, and generally speaking, subspace navigation Is space travel calculated according to the time in subspace, if that thing is really accurate?

Warp travel outside the same sector is about 5-10 days, cross-sector travel is 30-60 days, and several years of warp travel means the crew will travel across the entire galaxy, so that would also see Damocles. How huge the bay is.

Of course, not all of the six months will be spent in the subspace. It is quite uncertain whether the flow in the subspace is actually stable. When encountering many "turbulent" places, the Imperial warships need to leave Mandeville Point for subspace. Lightspeed engines sail to reach the east.

It also means that about 80% of the time during travel is in the real universe. In other words, subspace is a bit like a highway, but otherwise it is as fast as instantaneous movement.

In addition to being huge, the Gulf of Damocles is also as dangerous as the subspace. On the way to Alan Bayer, we have seen star clusters stretching for several light years and several black holes with strong gravity. In the huge physical universe, The mistakes of natural creations are still fatal to humans.

The universe is vast and empty, but it is definitely not quiet and peaceful. If humans can travel at sublight speeds like dawn, it will take several days to move within the solar system. Of course, this refers to whether it is outside the range of the star's light, which is about 500 -600 astronomical units, about 70 billion kilometers. For Alan Bayer's previous life, it would take hundreds of thousands of years to cross such a number, so the universe seems empty.

But if it turns out that even if the Bordero is equipped with the worst transport ship, it can reach the moon from the earth in three hours, and it can break through the atmosphere and land on its own, even if it can go to Mars, it will only take about a day, let alone The Imperial cruiser itself was several kilometers long.

And if such mobility allowed humans to see the true veil of the dark universe for the first time, if I could really use a word to describe it, it would probably be the dark forest.

In the Mandeville Point caused by the gravity fields and gravitational forces of several planets, the Bordeaux broke through to the material world amid the fluctuations in subspace. The battleship reported how long the real-world time had taken for that voyage.

The captain looked at the star map and then said to Alan Bair. "They arrived in the Partoria sector. There are no specialties in that area. There is an Imperial Navy base built by the Imperial Navy. Kabbah is nearby, and that sector is basically in the capital city of Dubo."

"If there is no problem, their current supplies can probably be used for a long time. From this point of view, most of the situation is not bad."

Alan Bair got up from his exclusive bed on the bridge of the battleship. Don't get me wrong. No, he likes the bridge, but he doesn't like sleeping in warehouses. The small bedrooms prepared for the Astra Militarum are a bit like raising pigs. That kind of thing.

It is also stuffy and full of strange smells. Under such circumstances, the noisy bridge is not necessarily more unacceptable than the command room, and subspace travel does require heightened vigilance at all times.

"Captain, how about they take a step east?"

The captain touched his thick Imperial Navy hat and sighed. "Mandeville Point is east of the Navy's control. They have placed the entire base the size of the planetary belt in that area to ensure that no heretics will cross the empire's lands."

The captain looked at the star map. "It will arrive in a few days. They are well-supplied. They will enter the subspace at the naval base from the east. Then they will replenish in the local world when they pass by the void area called Elora's Curtain, and then dive into the subspace for a long time. Try to walk near the maelstrom area and return to your hometown."

Alan Beyer said. "Don't plan too carefully. In that dark universe, they must be prepared to be slow. Any nuclear deformation or heresy will hinder their progress."

The captain nodded, but he also retorted. "But they can trust that no evil outside the control of the Imperial Navy's base can interfere with their journey. At least when they start the subspace engine, they will be with their compatriots they can trust."

Alan Bayer sensed the captain's inexplicable desire for comparison. Of course, he didn't say whether the Imperial Navy was useless or incompetent in combat, but he was worried that they would wipe out the dark universe.

"No, Captain, he agrees that the journey to the east will be smooth. They will not be passers-by in that sector. When the subspace engine is started, they will completely leave the Gulf of Damocles."

The captain's desire for comparison was satisfied. He raised his chest and spoke like a big cock. 'Sure, you are enjoying the escort of the best sailors in the empire, sir. He promises to complete that voyage in about half a year, even if it is too long for him, it is not the first time. "

Alan Bayer nodded, and then opened the thick ship window of the battleship. The dark and boundless void looked quiet and strange. The light of the stars seemed insignificant in the boundless universe. The speed of the ship did not miss the illumination of objects. They can't see it at all, and it's not hard to feel how far away the concept of civilization is from them.

Just like sailing on the sea, the so-called morals and rules become blurred when the standards of civilization are lost. If the ship loses power and stops in the void, will the loyal soldiers of the empire become executioners' legs? ?

The vastness of the void provides countless emotions for the gods to measure, and those initial ill intentions blossomed in humans. It turned out that death, war, murder, betrayal, turned into all unspeakable situations. After traveling for a long time, my thoughts became confused. Counting two meals a day based on the number of meals, a few hours after Alan Beyer finished his eighth meal, the captain called Hanxuan.

"No Kaba, No Kaba, they're here!"

The bridge made various noises, pulling Alan Bayer out of his comfortable state. The illusory Yongxuan on the Kabbah had appeared on the display, and the rectangular and rectangular Biao Tiao-shaped thing erected in the void, like a floating The cathedral has pointed towers and countless cannons, and Alan Bair opened the ship window and watched with the naked eye the rays of stars in the distance shining in the east. The huge creation like a satellite came and went in and out of various imperial warships.

The greatness of mankind has established a continuous and terrifying war machine in the void, tens of thousands of miles long, blocking the blood vessels of countless traitors and aliens, and also denying their supply lines.

Only then did Alan Bair understand why the captain had such trust in it. It was not a miracle of the God Emperor, nor was it one of the greatest creations of mankind. Although it did not have the ability to sail in the void, it was definitely powerful. And tough.

"Captain, he takes back his previous uncertainty. No enemy of the empire can destroy that thing. Only with it erected in Mandeville Point will the route be so strong and stable."

Alan Bayer rarely makes a mistake in having such a good evaluation of an object. After all, the wars he experienced told him that nothing in that world is completely solid and indestructible, and history has a lot of such things.

The captain's admiration for the Imperial Guard and the Navy seems to be helpful. After all, everyone often teases them about the Navy's inability to log in to fight. Although the empire's system does not allow any legion of the empire to have the ability to cross galaxies and occupy planets at the same time, But in the eyes of many Imperial Guards, the Imperial Navy lacks the ability to engage in close combat.

In the eyes of the Imperial Navy, the Imperial Guard is a gangster lying on the ground.

In addition to such contradictions, the empire's various intentional estrangements between the Navy and the Imperial Guard are also part of the reason. Generally speaking, the Imperial Guard and the Imperial Navy have always been in a state of competition where they can cooperate with each other but are dissatisfied with each other.

Is it possible that a weirdo like Alan Bair has a different view of "honor", so a naval captain is so friendly? The empire is so big, there are not many Imperial Guards who have good relations with the navy, and the sector Commander-level figures do not have control over the two departments, so the seemingly fragmented imperial system does not have a fatal impact on the overall combat effectiveness.

The captain turned on the communicator and communicated with the huge base on the other side. "Imperial Navy Base Kabba, please reply, Imperial Navy Base Kabba, please reply, they are the Imperial Bordero moon-class strike cruiser, belonging to the Pangia sub-sector, Gondeva system, Third Fleet."

The communicator quickly responded with a sizzling voice. "Enradicia sector, Imperial Navy base, Partoria system, Kabbah base will reply, Kabbah base will reply."

the captain replied. "They came to the Gulf of Damocles due to a subspace error. He has the approval of Commander-in-Chief Qi Fan, the Eastern Commander of the Gulf of Damocles, and is carrying the 4th Skadi Regiment and the 113th Falakxia Regiment to the Maelstrom area. The nearby Pangia sub-sector.”

“If they ask for copies of documents, they can provide the originals after docking, so they request a docking and request a docking.”

Wrong answer. "Yes, they welcome the Loyalist fleet at any time, and he personally wishes you to have the Emperor's blessing on your journey back to your service area, sir."

Did you hear the commander's approval, or did you really feel like paying tribute to the expedition that spanned the entire extreme star field? The attitude of the Imperial Navy was very good, and it made people feel a little warm.

The captain saluted the communicator. "Thank you for my blessing, and may the Emperor and his saints bless them."

The communications soldier said. "The God Emperor is here, and their Kaba base is indestructible and extremely solid. No alien or heretic creation can be as huge and solid as it. You can completely resupply and rest at their place. In fact, when they have mastered the connection to the east For supplies that come to most of the shipping routes in the Empire world, they need to pay tolls to the Empire.”

"So they're providing supply services to all the passing navies of the Empire, and the officers can enjoy a short vacation."

The captain nodded. "Thanks for my kindness, but they need to rush..."

Alan Bair suddenly pressed against the captain's mouth, inserted his leg fingers into his wrinkled skin, and then spoke to the communicator. "Fourth Lieutenant Colonel Skadi expressed his gratitude to my commander. They will station there and provide supplies. In fact, they have experienced several battles and killed a lot of titanium and other things, and now they need to rest."

The communicator answered. "To the Emperor and his old man, entry into the port has been approved. Enter from warehouse No. 4."

The communicator was turned off, and the captain covered his face. "They beg to go back quickly instead of enjoying themselves. What are you doing?"

Alan Bayer wiped his leg fingers. The old man's face was so greasy... "Well, rest is also very important, isn't it?"

The captain sighed. "Okay, that's not a trip. I don't know how a guy like me can create so many miracles."

The captain could not deny the greatness of the young man in front of him, but he could not understand why he had worked diligently for the Empire for fifty years without any merit or demerit, while the guy in front of him could become the most loyal hero of the Imperial Guard in just two years.

But he would never be jealous, because anyone who had participated in the war he had experienced would not think he was a good-for-nothing. On the contrary, everyone thought that the Imperial Guard like the Skadi Fourth Regiment should be respected and admired by people.

The warship slowly drove towards the huge base in the distance. The captain hummed a little song, and the soldiers of the Skadi Fourth Regiment prepared their luggage to enjoy the prosperity and fun in the spaceport. The staff counted the supplies and thought about how much to apply for.

In that dark and terrible universe, it was actually not that cruel. The Empire had a little bit of humanity, and the few people were shining in that universe.

The captain looked at the growing base, and his heart was filled with joy. Safety and comfort were rare things in that world.

But as a psychic navigator, he suddenly shouted. "Captain, it's so big... so big!"

The captain and Alan Bair asked in confusion. "What is so big?"

The navigator was crazy, and his body, which had slightly mutated due to his long navigation career, kept shaking. "No... the subspace haze is approaching, so big, so big!"

After a while, a violent light, a dark green light appeared like a crazy quantitative collapse before the collapse of a star. The distorted space and time in the Mandeville point represented that something had broken through the shielding of the subspace and reality. It was a huge creation composed of terrible metal and rock as big as a planet, and the huge hairy rock skeleton unique to the green skin stood upright.

The thing that stretched for millions of kilometers crushed the Kaba base into powder, turning it into a huge light that was so bright that it was unimaginable. Even through the thick glass of the warship that was protected from cosmic radiation and strong light, it was dazzling. The oxygen, food, promethium source stored in the huge base and tens of billions of imperial men and women all died and turned into part of the light at that moment.

"F*ck!" Alanbair cursed, because the huge thing was a space hulk, and the space hulk was a huge mixed mass formed by the fusion of a spaceship and wreckage lost in the subspace.

They drifted in space, entered and exited the subspace, and over thousands of years, they continued to gather countless metals and planets. At first, there would often be gene stealers, cultists, greenskins and the like stationed there.

And the one that destroyed the Kaba base was a terrible war modification called the Ork ancient giant machine, which was also a space hulk, and the war creation was aimed at the remaining imperial warships that were not destroyed by the subspace transmission with countless garbage cannons.

The captain shouted. "Emergency evacuation!"

That world is like this. It seems that the gods want to destroy all good, comfortable, and reassuring things...