From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 509 "Manager! There is an unidentified ship appearing above the space station!"

In the dark and pitch-black universe, there is a silent Earth-like planet "floating".

At least 80% of its surface is covered by vast waters. The deep ocean and blue lakes are interwoven into a majestic and magnificent picture.

The color of the planet appears particularly bright against the dark background, like a blue pearl floating in the boundless sky.

However, what is most eye-catching is not the 80% water, but the faint "light" surrounding the planet's atmosphere.

The light did not come from the sun, but from some kind of artificial energy field or energy barrier. It also had an unknown glow and faint traces of strange colors, making the outline of the planet even more mysterious and charming.

And on the sunlit side of this planet, at the equator, there is a large space station, which seems to be located on the "light", and at the same time, countless transport ships belonging to the Galactic Empire travel back and forth to the "gate" of this space station.

These transport craft form a series of busy shipping routes, connecting the planet with the outside world like spider silk, and carrying key files and personnel from all corners of the Galactic Empire.

This planet, which looks extremely gorgeous, is the repository of the design drawings of the Galactic Empire's buildings and ships.

Scarif.

All core data and key technologies are stored in the imperial base on this planet.

The faint light covering the entire planet is actually an energy shield to prevent surprise attacks and infiltration by hostile forces. The gate of the space station is the only way to enter and exit Scarif.

Of course, if the power of the ship's weapons is strong enough, it can still smash and disintegrate the shield covering the entire planet.

In addition, there are two Imperial-class Star Destroyers located near the space station responsible for surveillance and security.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult to sneak into and infiltrate Scarif through conventional means.

At this time, in the vast space on the sunny side of Scarif, neither the two star destroyers nor other defense systems and monitoring facilities noticed that a small fleet from the main space empire was quietly approaching.

The fleet's goals are clear and its actions are extremely covert.

They were slowly approaching from the sunny side of Scarif, heading directly for the space station with the entrance and exit gates.

This fleet is composed of two Paris-class ships belonging to the 1st Company of the Thousand Sons, and a Stealth-class ship belonging to the Investigation Department.

When stealth mode is on, unless the Paris-class and Stealth-class ships actively open fire, or initiate drastic operations such as folding or jump navigation, any detection system of Scarif will not be able to detect their existence.

However, in the situation where Eidu was attacked and its research facilities were destroyed, Scarif has already raised the level of alert.

Despite this, the Galactic Empire is facing corruption and bureaucratic problems, which has caused the top brass of Scarif to increase their defensive alerts, but the middle and lower-level officers and stormtroopers stationed here still maintain an extreme mentality of luck.

They could hardly imagine that the Rebel Alliance would have the courage and ability to directly raid a major imperial city.

In their eyes, the Rebel Alliance is nothing more than a group of thugs relying on crude weapons and outdated tactics, with no real potential to wage a large-scale war.

To them, the rebels facing the Empire's main fleet were nothing but ignorant people trying to stop a chariot with their bare hands, and were not worth mentioning at all.

At this moment, inside the bridge of the Paris-class ship that served as the temporary flagship;
A strong fighting atmosphere has spread here.

The light inside the bridge was dim, with the glow from the monitoring screen flickering, illuminating the focused faces of every crew member.

The one who appeared more stable was the captain of the 1st Company standing in the center. Equipped with a Hades-type Terminator, he looked more burly and his height exceeded three meters.

In terms of height and physique, although this company commander is not as good as the man-eating shark Tiberus, he is also a leader in the main universe empire.

The female radar observer sitting on the right side of the company commander quickly turned her eyes away from the hard light screen and reported:
"Captain, if we continue to move toward the gate, even if we maintain stealth mode, we will definitely be locked onto by the enemy's detection system, and the fleet's advantage will disappear completely."

1st Company Commander.
In other words, Gabriel Angelos listened quietly, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

Although the Thousand Sons are almost "on par" with Alpha among all the legions of the Main Universe Empire and are "marginal" without many famous deeds or achievements, this does not mean that the Thousand Sons are not good at fighting, especially fighting with a small number against a large number.

You have to know that what the Thousand Sons are best at is psychic power, which is most easily overlooked by other legions and is also the most difficult to control.

Gabriel knew very well that at this critical moment, any hesitation might lead to the failure of the entire plan.

Then, he responded calmly: “In that case, let’s prepare to launch an orbital airdrop.

Use the speed and surprise of the drop pod to ensure the assault force can pass through the gate and into Scarif."

He paused, looked through the porthole at the two Star Destroyers near the space station, then locked onto one of them with the help of the Terminator armor and continued:
"At the same time, order the main guns of each ship to aim at the target Star Destroyer and prepare to launch the first round of artillery fire to destroy it in one fell swoop.

Then send Teams 2, 1, and 2 of the 3nd Assault Platoon to forcibly board another Star Destroyer and try to seize it for our use."

Gabriel's words were concise and powerful.

"Yes, Captain."

As the order was given, the crew members responded in unison and carried out the operation quickly.

All crew members acted in unison, operating their respective consoles and beginning to deploy fleet resources in preparation for the ensuing airborne operations and firefights.

Gabriel turned and walked outside the bridge. His steps were steady and his figure almost covered the entire passage of the bridge.

For this operation, Double the Line mobilized the company's elite forces, including the 2nd and 3rd Assault Platoons, the 5th Support Platoon, and half of the company's guards, a total of more than battle-hardened Thousand Sons veterans.

Although the number of these veterans is much smaller than that of the platoon-level units of ordinary legions, their combat effectiveness far exceeds that of their brothers in other legions.

Every Thousand Sons has experienced countless brutal battles, whether it was the fight with the demons of the Warp or the tempering of cross-universe operations, which made their combat skills and psychological qualities reach the peak.

Even if outnumbered, the 1st Company is still able to do the job.

In addition to the Thousand Sons veterans, there are also two thousand elite Hell's Paratroopers and five hundred elite veterans.

The more than 100 special operations team members from the Investigation Department who have rushed here will also participate in the airborne operation.

Gabriel seemed even more confident about the other key part of the operation, namely "boarding the ship and seizing it".

The three Thousand Sons squads he sent, which consisted of eighteen veterans who had been through many battles and whose captains were skilled in the use of psychic powers, would face tens of thousands of Imperial stormtroopers when they carried out boarding operations and looting missions against Imperial Star Destroyers. After all, the full capacity of an Imperial-class Star Destroyer was about 47,000 people.

However, Gabriel judged based on the combat data of the Investigation Department's special operations team that raided the Eadu research facility that in the narrow space inside the Star Destroyer, eighteen Thousand Sons should be more than enough to deal with tens of thousands of Imperial stormtroopers.

soon.

Gabriel arrived at the Paris-class drop dock.

More than a dozen ground crew members wearing fully enclosed engineering power armor and ground-based Terminators were conducting the final inspection, while the robotic arm made a low "click" sound, transferring and propelling the airdrop capsule to the launch track.

Gabriel walked steadily towards the Astartes' exclusive airdrop pod.

Behind him were twenty company guards. These elite warriors were all equipped with Titanium Psychic Power Armor.

Each piece of power armor seemed to be glowing with a faint blue psychic light, and the exquisite patterns on the armor plates also seemed to be shining slightly.

These special titanium armors, which are made and inlaid using fragments of the Pure Flower, can allow Astartes who are good at psychic powers to better control and use psychic powers, and can also speed up the wearer's physical and mental recovery.

The guard members walked in unison to the corresponding airdrop bays, patiently waiting for the airborne operation to begin.

At the same time, other participating troops, such as the Hell Paratroopers, elite veterans and the Investigation Department's special operations team, as well as at least some biological weapons and combat mechas, are also being prepared in an orderly manner.

The total number of armed units, approaching three thousand men, either boarded airdrop capsules or transport boats and headed straight for the surface of Scarif.

Everyone's communication channels and helmet screens also constantly repeat mission briefings, surface data, etc., to ensure that everyone has a full understanding of the upcoming battlefield situation.

On the other side, on the Scarif space station side;
The overall appearance of the space station presents a huge circular structure, and the entire space station seems to be "floating" on the energy shield.

Energy ripples occasionally pass through the surface of the shield, proving that its operation is stable.

In addition, the space station has a large hangar, which houses an astonishing number of TIE fighters.

There are densely distributed fixed turrets on the outside of the space station. These turrets are equipped with energy cannons and proton bullets of various calibers, which can deal with light and medium-sized ships and air targets.

As for large targets, they need to be handled by Star Destroyers that perform escort missions.

Occasionally, small meteorite fragments would hit the surface of the shield, accompanied by slight explosions and sporadic sparks, adding a brief turbulence to this silent area of ​​the universe.

At this time, the atmosphere in the control room responsible for opening and closing the space station gates was extremely depressing.

On the walls of the control room, rows of dimly flickering display screens are embedded, on which the data of the entry and exit of various ships are constantly scrolling.

The dark work clothes and helmets made the staff look even more gloomy, and everyone's movements seemed mechanical and lifeless.

No one looked up at the deep universe outside the window, or the occasional sparks flashing on the shield.

The staff have become accustomed to this kind of work day after day, year after year, and their expressions are numb and their eyes are dull.

Most people's faces are filled with "laziness" and "fatigue", and they are even a little indifferent to the surrounding environment.

The peaceful and vast scenery of the universe may have shocked them in the past, but now they just want to find a little entertainment in their daily tedious work.

If the supervisor hadn't been watching them, everyone would have relaxed to an "unimaginable" degree.

In the moment of lowering his head to wipe the sweat off his face, he might secretly doze off, or while checking data, he might browse personal emails or chat with his co-workers about unimportant topics.

Despite this, they knew in their hearts that although their work was boring, it was related to the safety of the entire space station and Scarif.

If something goes wrong and a ship that shouldn't be allowed in is allowed in, you might become the first "victim".

After all, if the ships hiding the rebels were allowed to slip into Scarif, facing accountability from their superiors, the first people to be "made fun of" would undoubtedly be the ordinary staff responsible for opening and closing the gates.

Life and fishing.
Life is more important.

"Director Krennic is about to arrive! Everyone be alert!"

Suddenly, the supervisor's cold voice rang out in the control room, breaking the oppressive silence.

All staff members put away their lazy demeanor and began to review and check the data at hand quickly like machines to ensure that there were no mistakes.

It wasn't long before they provided guidance to Krennic's Landam-class shuttle and notified General Lambda, who was in charge of Scarif's security.

After dealing with these matters, the staff looked through the observation window in front of them and saw a shuttle with a special paint job flash by, crossing the gate and heading straight for the base in Scarif.

"call"

Seeing that the superior they couldn't afford to offend had passed, some staff members even breathed a sigh of relief.

Rather than facing superiors who might get angry at any time, they would actually prefer to face the mob-like rebels.

You have to know that no one dares to underestimate Krennic's temper. Once they make a mistake or are a little slow, what awaits them may not be simple criticism, but even more unbearable punishment.

Of course, these thoughts are just the staff's secret complaints and sighs in their hearts.

Although they have to provide protection for the space station and Scarif, sitting in the control room is much safer than risking their lives on the front line of the battle.

As long as they don't make mistakes, they can enjoy a relatively peaceful and stable job.
Beep-beep-!
Just when they thought it was just another normal day and normal work, the security alarm suddenly "struck".

? !
"What's going on! Check what's going on!"

The supervisor was startled by the piercing alarm and quickly ordered the staff to check.

The radar observer raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe the data on the screen, and then reported with a trembling voice:
"Manager! There is an unidentified ship appearing above the space station!"

As the observer reported, everyone in the control room saw countless airdrop pods, trailing flames, quickly passing through the gate and heading straight for the surface of Scarif.

And more than a dozen transport boats of various types took advantage of their confusion and followed the space gate across the gate.
(End of this chapter)