From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 518: "Sweeping Again" "Boarding and Seizing the Ship"

Meanwhile on Scarif's side;
The orbital space station responsible for operating the planetary shield was completely destroyed by carefully placed plasma bombs long before the commando team composed of elite veterans and Hell's Paratroopers completed their evacuation.

The huge space station was reduced to wreckage in the flames and shock waves. The shield system failed instantly, causing Scarif, a strategic location, to suddenly lose its once indestructible barrier.

Therefore, Scarif's "gates are wide open" at this stage. The defense systems on the surface and in low-Earth orbit have completely collapsed after the recent battle, and it is difficult to organize an effective resistance against any attacking forces.

However, the main fleet of the Galactic Empire and the terrifying war fortress, the Death Star, were also anchored on the sunlit side of Scarif, and continued to be repaired and on alert within the gravitational range, so that Scarif could still "sleep safe".

Furthermore, since the Blood Raven Company had completed its retreat, the Galactic Empire briefly lost its initial target.

In addition, the important facilities on the surface of Scarif had been reduced to ruins in the previous battle, large areas of basic buildings had been destroyed, and military bases had been severely damaged, so the Death Star did not carry out further bombing.

After all, Scarif is an important strategic fulcrum of the Galactic Empire. If it is not necessary, the Empire will not rashly destroy this extremely valuable planet.

Although it was no longer possible to use the destruction of the Blood Crow Company as an example to scare the monkeys, the fleet still took swift action to re-establish control over Scarif in the shortest possible time.

Under the command of the flagship named "Devastater", several Star Destroyers and other ships re-occupied low-Earth orbit and blocked all entry and exit routes.

At the same time, a large number of stormtroopers boarded shuttles and landing craft and landed on the surface in batches, starting a thorough search mission to ensure that all potential threats were eliminated and the reoccupation of Scarif was steadily advanced.

The Death Star is like a silent, icy behemoth, quietly "hovering" within the gravitational range of the sun-facing side. Its huge structure casts a shadow, making the sky of Scarif still shrouded in ominous oppression.

In this silent sea of ​​stars, the Death Star is not only a deterrent, but also a symbol of the Galactic Empire's supreme military power, always ready to impose devastating sanctions on any force that dares to challenge its rule.

As for the Devastator's bridge
"Lord Vader, the enemy ships have used some kind of warp technology to escape and have already left our firepower range.

Based on the existing scanning feedback, our personnel can determine that all enemy ships, as well as the star destroyers captured by the enemy, were in the outer orbit of the star system not long ago, with a straight-line distance of about 600 million kilometers from us.

However, the enemy seemed to have noticed our detection and activated some kind of interference method that we had never understood or involved in, causing us to completely lose our vision. "

The captain, dressed in a neat grey military uniform, stood in front of the command desk with a serious and reserved expression, reporting to a man standing behind the observation window.

Although the captain's voice was steady, he could not hide his nervousness.

The atmosphere inside the bridge was equally dull and depressing, just like the air here, which was stagnant due to some invisible force.

"Huhu."

The heavy "mechanical breathing sound" slowly echoed in the bridge, like the low whisper of death, causing all the officers and crew members present to hold their breath involuntarily.

Standing behind the bridge observation window was a man wrapped in pitch-black armor.

His body seemed to be made of steel, and his obsidian helmet reflected a cold luster, covering his face and making it impossible to glimpse his expression.

The dark red control panel on the chest glowed faintly, forming a sharp contrast with the armor that was as quiet as the night.

The black cloak fluttered gently in the breeze from the circulating fan in the bridge, and the smooth lines were like a shadow in the dark night, revealing his unshakable majesty.

The man seemed to be staring quietly at Scarif outside the observation window. The magnificent scenery of the planet was quite beautiful in the dead silence of space.

However, these scenes seemed quite "distant" from him.

And this man is one of the top fighters in the universe numbered "One Seven" -

Darth Vader.

As the captain's words fell, time seemed to freeze at this moment, and no one in the bridge dared to make a sound, for fear of breaking the silence and incurring merciless anger.

They all understood that the wrath of this dark lord often did not need to be expressed in words, but would come in the most direct and terrifying way.

The captain's palms were already oozing with sweat. He lowered his head, waiting for Lord Vader's response.

As for the heavy breathing sounds that were still echoing, low, regular, and oppressive, like some invisible countdown to death.

"They are waiting for the best time to strike, Captain."

A steady and low voice came from behind the obsidian mask, like a sudden thunder echoing in the dead silence of space.

Darth Vader turned around slowly, his armor making a slight friction sound on the metal floor, and his deep black cloak raised a cold wave.

He took heavy steps, the black soles of his boots tapping on the floor of the bridge. Every step was like the bell of fate, dull and unquestionable.

Darth Vader did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he spoke again, his voice still low and majestic, and every word seemed to carry an irresistible force:
"They are waiting for support, and I can sense their eagerness to make a move."

The captain held his breath and stood straight, not even daring to raise his hand to wipe the sweat dripping from his forehead.

The captain knew very well that the Dark Lord's words were not just conjectures, but came from some kind of perception beyond mortals, the kind of terrifying talent that made countless people tremble in fear.

Darth Vader stopped and turned his head slightly. The mirror of his helmet reflected the flashing warning lights on the bridge control console, making his image even colder and more murderous:

"Notify all units to prepare for battle."

He paused for a moment, as if confirming his judgment, and then added in a more serious tone:

"Especially the battle station (Death Star), Governor Tarkin must be on high alert to prevent the enemy from taking the opportunity to sneak in."

"Yes, Lord Vader!"

The captain responded without hesitation, standing at attention, his tone filled with almost instinctive awe and nervousness.

The captain didn't dare to say anything after that, and could only watch the Sith Lord step off the bridge.

Darth Vader's back gradually disappeared at the end of the bridge, and the automatic gate closed silently behind him, leaving behind a depressing silence.

Only then did the captain dare to relax his tense nerves a little and slowly exhaled a long breath, feeling that his uniform on his back was already soaked with cold sweat. The other officers on the bridge also relaxed at the same time. Even though Darth Vader was not furious and was just standing beside them, the strong pressure was like an invisible mountain with a substantial texture, pressing on their hearts and making every breath difficult.

Everyone knew that the very existence of the Sith Lord was a silent judgment, and if anyone dared to disappoint him, what awaited them would not only be suffocating oppression, but actual death.

However, just as the officers on the bridge were preparing to issue alert orders to various units step by step according to Darth Vader's instructions -

Swish—shua—! !

Several deep and dark streaks of light suddenly flashed in the universe, like some kind of rift in another dimension, silently opening in the void.

The Blood Ravens fleet led by Gabriel Angelos, consisting of two Paris-class ships, a Stealth-class ship, and a captured Star Destroyer, has "blatantly" arrived on the sunlit side of Scarif, appearing almost out of thin air and without any warning.

The Blood Crow Fleet quickly adjusted its formation and launched an oppressive raid in an offensive posture.

Their main guns had already locked onto the target, and at this moment, they executed the combat orders without hesitation.

Blazing plasma beams, hypersonic kinetic bombs, and tactical missiles gushed out from the front of the fleet almost at the same moment, like an angry dragon emerging from the abyss, sweeping towards the Imperial Fleet's formation with the force of thunder.

The most deadly ones are the two Paris-class ships equipped with electromagnetic main guns, and their locked targets are the flagship of the Imperial Fleet, the Devastator!

In an instant, two dazzling blue beams burst out from the bow of the Paris-class battleship, piercing through the "void" in the blink of an eye, carrying terrifying energy that could tear everything apart, and shot towards the hull of the Destroyer at an unavoidable angle.

Boom. Boom——!!!
The needle-shaped steel bullets slammed into the shield, and a terrifying impact instantly erupted at the impact point, causing the entire Destroyer to tremble violently, as if it was hit by a "giant hammer", causing the entire hull to shake violently and uncontrollably.

Several imperial officers who were unsteady on their feet fell directly to the ground, and the red warning light on the dashboard was flashing wildly.

Buzz~——Buzz~——!!

A high-pitched and piercing alarm suddenly swept across the bridge, echoing in everyone's ears like some kind of death omen.

! !
The sudden attack caused the Imperial officers on the bridge to fall into a brief state of shock and panic.

Many people had not even recovered from the stress of Darth Vader's departure before they had to face this sudden catastrophe.

"Report damage to the ship!"

"The main power system is temporarily out of balance, and automatic stabilization has been activated! The external armor is damaged, but the core has not been affected yet!"

"The enemy ships are still launching fire coverage! The fleet is making defensive adjustments!"

The communications officers and tactical commanders in the bridge reported the latest battle situation one after another, but chaos was still inevitable.

At this moment, the captain suddenly came back to his senses, suppressed the shock and tension in his heart, made a quick decision, straightened his body, looked firm and stern, and then gave a stern order:

"Continue to check the status of the ship to ensure that the damage will not affect the core combat capability! At the same time, no matter what the situation is, continue to convey Lord Vader's instructions to each unit!"

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, the crew members immediately got busy. Although they could still feel the sense of urgency looming inside and outside the bridge, under the captain's command, they finally began to deal with this sudden attack in an orderly manner.

However, this was only a precursor to the Blood Crow Fleet launching a full-scale assault.

Without relying on real-time feedback on the console, the crew members can directly witness the silent war from the bridge observation window and how it will soon engulf the space domain of Scarif.

In the dark starry sky, the Blood Crow Fleet, like a group of predatory birds, launched a large-scale tactical deployment.

A large number of carrier-based aircraft and drones poured out from the battleship's hangar like a swarm of bees, rushing towards their fleet at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, more than a dozen Thunderbolt assault boats carrying the assault platoon's tactical team attacked the Devastator and the surrounding Star Destroyers.

Through the various actions of the Blood Crow Fleet, it was not difficult for the crew members to perceive that the other side had a clear goal, which was to forcibly board the ship in the shortest possible time, completely destroy the ship's defenses, and kill the bridge commander, in order to achieve the goal of "winning the big with the small" and seizing the ship.

Officers at all levels of the Galactic Empire fleet were not unprepared. Although the enemy's attack came unexpectedly, they still responded quickly.

In just a moment, a large number of TIE fighters swarmed out from the hangars of various ships and rushed to the battlefield. The formation also went to attack the Blood Crow's fleet in an orderly manner.

The tactical communication channel was filled with rapid reports and instructions from pilots. Countless aircraft quickly changed formations against the dark backdrop of the universe, trying to intercept incoming enemy aircraft at the optimal angle.

At the same time, the fixed artillery of the Imperial ships also began to exert its power. The blaster turrets on both sides and the front of the hull rotated rapidly, calculating the approaching target, and then suddenly spewed out bright green beams of light, shooting at the speeding carrier-based aircraft, drones and the Thunder assault boats carrying the Astartes.

Boom! Boom!

In an instant, the silent space battlefield was once again ignited with fierce flames.

High-energy laser beams cut through the darkness, leaving dazzling colored tracks in the boundless starry sky, while the criss-crossing barrage of bullets was like a woven web of death, covering the entire war zone.

The shield of the Thunder Raider flickered violently, and ripples appeared under the energy impact. Some of the escorting drones were unfortunately hit, exploded into pieces, and turned into floating metal wreckage in the deep universe.

Even so, the Blood Crows' offensive was still extremely fierce.

The carrier-based aircraft group presented a highly coordinated tactical formation, like a precise scalpel, fearlessly breaking through the intercepting barrage, and then shuttling around the enemy ships at an astonishing speed.

Some carrier-based aircraft quickly adjusted their postures to avoid the blaster fire fired by the ships, then locked onto the TIE fighters, launched long-range missiles, and began to attract firepower for the Thunder raider formation.

soon.

The Thunderbolt assault boat carrying Gabriel Angelos, five company guards and a company champion, successfully approached the Destroyer Star Destroyer under the cover of the White-legged Falcon and unmanned attack aircraft.

Then, as the unmanned attack aircraft dropped plasma bombs, temporarily ineffectiveing ​​the energy shield on the left side of the Devastator, the Thunder Raider also fired a thermal beam that "drilled" directly into the interior of the Devastator.

At the same time, Darth Vader, who wanted to go to the hangar and take a shuttle to the Death Star, also stopped.
(End of this chapter)