"Repeat the same old tricks?"
Looking at the approaching heavy cargo ship, Asterion sneered under his helmet.
They didn't come empty-handed. In order to deal with the Astral Knights, they studied all the opponent's battle cases and came to a conclusion.
Soshyan is an extremely cunning commander. Since most battles involve the weak defeating the strong, he is very accustomed to using some more insidious strategies. This will make enemies who are accustomed to the straightforward style of the Astartes very uncomfortable. .
But one of the characteristics of Asterion is that he is never afraid to think the worst about his opponent, even if the opponent is a Space Marine.
Obviously, Soshyan intends to use his most common tactics.
"Hmph, do you want to be our greenskin?"
Although those cargo ships did not identify themselves, Asterion no longer needed to worry about them, because the other party's cargo ships must be filled with dangerous goods.
"Open fire, output full firepower, and destroy them in the shortest time!"
"They turned!"
But an accident happened. The cargo ship that was expected to rush straight towards it seemed to be disturbed and began to move in different directions.
Asterion hummed, as if he was thinking, and more than twenty seconds later he issued a new command.
"Distribute firepower and still implement the original attack plan."
Soon, surging long-range firepower shot out from the Minotaur Chapter's fleet, rushing towards three cargo ships, and those cargo ships also raised void shields to fight against them.
But their void shields were obviously not very strong. After supporting a round of attacks, they were already crumbling.
Soon, a second round of attacks followed, and the void shield flickered and disappeared after a few seconds.
Lasers, plasma, missiles...all kinds of destructive power poured into the outer shell of the cargo ship, setting off bursts of explosive sparks and throwing large chunks of the structure into the void.
Although they are not completely dead yet, it is only a matter of time.
As the damage increased, the cargo ships slowed and eventually came to a standstill.
Asterion sat on the throne, motionless, like a statue.
Then, as he watched, the three cargo ships suddenly exploded from within.
At first they looked like they had been destroyed by artillery fire, but when those purple thunders and whirlpools swept the wreckage inside, everything changed.
"Vortex torpedo——"
A cold name sounded from under Asterion's helmet.
"I look down on you."
The other crew members were not as calm as him. As the three vortex torpedoes were detonated, they each tore three small subspace cracks in the void. Then, a strange chain reaction occurred with the jump node, and the three cracks gradually merged. , forming a 30-kilometer-wide
Huge crack.
The rift was peaceful for the first few seconds, but when it began to close under the influence of earthly power, supernatural violent turbulence suddenly surged out.
Mixed with the wild laughter of demons and the wails of creatures, it instantly swept across the Minotaur warband's fleet with majestic momentum.
For a moment, the entire fleet was blown away!
The turbulence caused by the subspace wind can even push a giant ship like the Storm Lady dozens of kilometers away!
And the impact is unknown. Since the Geller force field was not opened, the wind of subspace swept directly over many mortals in the fleet. Some people fainted and fell to the ground, while others had hallucinations and began to lose consciousness. Qing attacks those around him.
At this time, the entire Minotaur fleet was in chaos.
The real initiator was sitting cross-legged in a secret cabin of the Unbound Soul, looking at the eleven vision crystals suspended beside him, with a sly smile on his face.
But others are not in such a good mood.
Listening to the constant roars and gunfire from the communication channel, Asterion remained motionless in his seat, but everyone close to him could feel the dark anger gathering in him.
Finally, he uttered a few words.
"Suppression."
Soon those roars and screams were replaced by the roar of bolters.
The communication channel fell silent.
"My lord! The enemy fleet suddenly appeared and began to approach the Storm Lady!"
At this time, the captain's voice suddenly sounded, and then an eyeball display appeared in front of Asterion.
In the void, a fleet that was not huge but closely formed was rapidly approaching the Storm Daughter, which had broken away from the formation, and they did not hide their identities.
They are the heavy cruiser Unbound Soul, the battle barge Soulbringer, the strike cruiser Spark, the newly built moon-class cruiser Icewind, and five frigates and destroyers.
"What a plan."
Seeing this scene, Asterion smiled instead, but the laughter was extremely cold.
"Using the rift in subspace to create chaos, quietly approaching from the side, and it seems that he wants to snatch away the Daughter of the Storm."
Then he stood up.
This move seemed to be some kind of signal, and the terminators on his left and right also moved at the same time, handing their spears and shields to his hands.
"Then let me see how good your teeth are, Soshyan Alexei."
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"Sit tight, recruit!"
Ustad's roar rang out from Bahram's helmet.
"You're standing in the aisle."
"Feel sorry."
When Bahram carefully stepped aside,
The rest of the team walked in.
Then he stopped where he was, sat down, locked it, and lowered the bars to his shoulders.
Everything that requires manual operation is ridiculously large, as if designed for the clumsy hands of children.
Bahram pulled the helmet over his head. The helmet locked onto his collar with a steady hiss, the air he breathed now fully internalized.
A layer of far infrared swept across his visual display, information bars and public threat levels popped up, and the automatic combat systems in the armor were turned on one by one.
"nothing."
He murmured, as if chanting.
Originally, the people of the Tenth Company would not participate in this operation, but Soshyan specifically asked Bahram and his group to temporarily join Ustad's Second Company, mainly to train them. After all, with Astartes, especially The experience of fighting the Empire's Astartes is rare.
So not only him, Haoma, Robin and others also joined this operation.
The squad leader's chair is located in front and right of the breakout barrier, so that when it is turned on he is the closest person, directly facing the aisle.
The torpedoes were so crowded that the warriors were too large to turn around, so they fell back and locked themselves into position.
The Mechanical Master conducted a cursory system check while the Astral Knights readied their weapons.
Robin drew his sword out of its scabbard, stood the sword tip on the deck, and whispered to the eagle pattern on the hilt, as if praying.
Oscar has a plasma rifle on his lap, Zod is adjusting his heavy flamethrower, and Hauma is holding a melta gun, which is a good configuration for the kind of close combat you might expect aboard an enemy ship. It's a perfect match.
Only the current Astral Knight armory is rich enough to allow recruits like them to operate heavy weapons.
Others carried bolters, making clicking sounds as they inspected the insides and outsides of their weapons.
Ammunition counters flashed on Bahram's display as his armor connected to his own weapons base system, his sword sheathed at his hip.
Satisfied, the mechanical supervisor left, and the hatch slammed shut, followed by the metallic grinding and hissing of the pneumatic lock, followed by a violent vibration.
The Tiaobang torpedo launch system was activated.
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