From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 519 Feint Attack on Darkness
Inside the hangar of the Devastator;

Boom—boom—!!!
As the Thunder Raider rampaged like a beast, sweeping through the hangar wantonly, and the high-energy, high-temperature melt beams hit the bulkheads and decks, the originally spacious space became unrecognizable.

The air was filled with the burning smell of molten metal. The structure of the hangar collapsed, and deep cracks were blasted into the metal plates. The violent shock that followed caused the deck and even the entire hull to tremble violently.

In just a few seconds, the air pressure in the hangar changed dramatically.

The Thunder Raider used the melta cannon to blast a hole in the bulkhead, instantly creating a huge hole. The vacuum and darkness outside were like the giant mouth of death, opening its teeth and swallowing everything inside.

Then, as the air pressure in the hangar suddenly became unbalanced, a strong "suction force" swept in.

"what!!"

With shrill screams, the stormtroopers, ground crew and pilots were suddenly pulled by the force of the air. Their bodies were unable to resist the powerful pressure and they were "sucked" into the void one after another.

Some unlucky guys in the crowd were immediately swept into the air, their feet left the ground, their bodies suspended in mid-air, floating like weightless meteors and drifting in the wind.

But what was even more terrifying was that some equipment and small parts in the hangar were also "sucked" out by external forces, flying uncontrollably in the air, hitting every object they could touch, making harsh metal collision sounds.

Bang~!

However, when the catapult of the Thunder Raider successfully released a foam-like substance, the substance quickly expanded and covered the cracks in the hatch, and then quickly solidified to form an airtight barrier.
The gap penetrated by the Thunder Raider was finally successfully blocked, preventing the continued imbalance of air pressure.

Just as the hangar returned to normal, the people who had been sucked into the air fell onto the cold metal deck like rag bags, with screams and loud crashes.

The sounds of "thump-thump" continued.

The vast majority of ground crew members couldn't stop wailing, some covered their arms and thighs in pain, and the groans of pain filled the entire hangar.

The ground crew did not wear much protective gear, which caused many of them to fall and break bones, which made them scream heart-wrenchingly. Some of them even fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss or excessive impact.

Those stormtroopers and pilots who were a little luckier felt dizzy and blacked out, and some even felt like they were run over by a heavy tank, but they had complete protective gear and theoretically were fine.

Just take a break and you'll be back to normal in no time.

but
As the Thunderbolt assault boat forced its way into the hangar, it brought not only chaos, but also a complete "crushing" was about to take place.

The Thousand Sons of the Blood Ravens will not give the enemy even a second's respite.

At this moment, the Thunder Raider has landed steadily in the center of the hangar, and the heavy metal body is still emitting residual heat from the high-speed flight and collision.

As the Blood Crow pilot operated, the sound of the hatch door's hydraulic lock being unlocked was heard. In addition, the air pressure inside and outside the cabin caused white gas to gush out, and the heavy alloy hatch door opened.

Boom, boom!

Immediately afterwards, the sound of steady and rhythmic metal footsteps was heard, and the Blood Crows' magnetic boots successfully stepped on the deck of the carrier's hangar.

Accompanied by the flashing red warning lights and the piercing alarms in the hangar, this unique trampling sound quickly reached the ears of the stormtroopers and pilots who had not yet fully recovered.

They looked forward with horror, and then the figures of the Blood Crows suddenly appeared in their field of vision——

Seven tall and burly Thousand Sons, wearing dark red power armor, their eyes behind the helmet goggles (monitors), flashed an eerie green light, like the fire of the underworld, cold and merciless, as if silently announcing the coming of the "God of Death".

This made the imperial soldiers, who were already in chaos, even more shrouded in complete fear. Their palms trembled slightly, and they unconsciously tightened their grip on their weapons.

!!!

Seeing this, a stormtrooper captain with an orange patch on his shoulder was briefly shocked, then he suppressed the trembling in his heart, raised his weapon fiercely, and shouted in a heart-wrenching voice:
"Enemy attack!!!"

however--

Crack! !
A dazzling blue arc suddenly cut through the air in the hangar, like thunder tearing through the darkness, and the blinding light lit up the surrounding space in an instant!

Before the stormtrooper captain finished his words, a twisted and winding psychic lightning came whizzing towards him and hit him directly in the chest!

"Uhh—!!"

That dazzling psychic power was released by the Blood Raven Captain, Gabriel Angelos himself.

The blue-white electric light instantly engulfed the stormtrooper captain. His body twitched violently and suffered extreme destruction. He flew backwards under the intense electric shock and slammed heavily into the fuselage of a TIE fighter behind him.

The scary thing is that the violent power of psychic lightning is far more than that -

"what!!!"

"Well!!"

Under the "jump" of electric current, the psychic lightning spread rapidly like a living thing, forming a fatal chain reaction!
Several stormtroopers standing nearby were also engulfed by the high-energy electric arcs in an instant. Their bodies spasmed and twisted uncontrollably, and their screams mixed with the sound of exploding electric arcs echoed in the hangar.

In the blink of an eye, an entire defense team fell to the ground, their bodies still twitching slightly, unconscious, and some were even emitting puffs of smoke.

At this time, Angelos retracted his left hand, and the remaining arc on his palm slowly dissipated. The eerie light from the helmet eye monitor swept across the imperial soldier who collapsed on the ground in front of him, and issued a metallic command:
"Follow the plan."

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Upon hearing this, the five Blood Crow Company guards and the company champion nodded in unison without hesitation, in perfect tacit understanding, as if they understood each other without words.

Then they began to act in groups.

The five company guards in the first group had a clear goal: their mission was to advance directly toward the engine core of the Devastator, with the aim of destroying or paralyzing the ship's firepower and power systems in the shortest possible time.

Their steps were as fast as ghosts. They were wearing psychic power armor, holding power swords, carrying high-energy blasting devices, and quickly shuttled through the corridors inside the ship. In the blink of an eye, their figures disappeared.

The five company guards were tasked not only with destroying the enemy's main firepower core, but also with ensuring that the giant ship's power system was completely disabled to prevent the enemy from recovering its combat power in subsequent counterattacks.

As for the second group, the company champion stayed behind in the hangar. His mission was to ensure the safety of the Thunder assault boat and to ensure that his team's retreat route was not cut off.

The true nature of this raid was a feint. On the surface, it looked like a direct attack on the Devastator, but in fact it was to attract the enemy's attention and buy more precious time for the Silver Gull formation carrying Leon, Chirrut and others to successfully infiltrate the Death Star. After all, it was almost impossible to completely eliminate the enemies on the Devastator in a short period of time, but destroying the key systems of the ship and disrupting the enemy's defense would undoubtedly greatly weaken its subsequent response capabilities and provide vital support for a series of actions.

And "doing it on a big scale" is their main strategy.

Use comprehensive and urgent destruction to guide the enemy to devote too much energy to repairing the ship and counterattacking.

The five company guards are both masters of psionic energy and skilled warriors, their very existence a combination of destruction and precision.

Therefore, such a group of fighters is enough to start a massacre inside the enemy ship, disrupt the enemy's tactical arrangements, and thoroughly implement the strategy of "doing it big and special".

The company champion, holding his exclusive chainsword in his right hand and lightning-powered claws in his left hand, stood calmly beside the Thunder Assault Boat.

The golden olive branch decoration on his helmet gleamed in the coldness of the hangar, symbolizing his glory and military exploits.

This is not just a decoration, but a medal belonging to the soldier, proving that he still stands firm in countless fights and death battles.

He was wearing crimson Titanium VIII power armor with the company emblem engraved on his shoulder armor, and a mithril dagger made by a dwarf craftsman hung around his waist, indicating that this company champion named Apollo Diomedes had achieved good results in the "friendly exchanges" between various legions.

However, the true strength of Diomedes lies not only in his majestic appearance or fearsome equipment, but in his extraordinary martial arts skills.

In the simulated battles within the Blood Raven Company, he had relied on pure sword skills to defeat all the powerful enemies in the company several times.
Diomedes even defeated his own captain.

Although he was able to suppress the captain in a one-on-one sword fight, of course, when it came to real overall strength, Gabriel was still one step ahead of him.

As for the Blood Raven Captain at this moment, he did not stay in the hangar, but walked slowly towards the gate leading to the bridge.

His steps were steady, and every time he hit the deck, there was a heavy echo.

Gabriel's right hand tightly grasped the iconic power hammer "God Splitter". The hammer, with countless battle exploits engraved on it, emitted a faint light in the dimly lit corridor.

At the fingertips of his left hand, arcs of blue psychic energy were wandering, as if they were the outward manifestation of the powerful psychic energy in his body.

Although Gabriel did not have the so-called "midi-chlorians" in his body and could not sense the invisible "Force" in the "Star Wars" universe like those who were sensitive to the Force, he still relied on his keen psychic intuition to feel an indescribable dark force approaching the hangar at a rapid pace.

This darkness is deep, violent and disturbing.
It even distorted the air inside the battleship, making the temperature of the entire area seem to be quietly dropping.

Gabriel's brows were slightly frowned and his eyes were serious under the helmet.

As the leader of the Blood Ravens, he is well aware of his responsibilities.

He had to ensure the success of the feint, while also protecting his brothers from this unknown darkness.

So he prepared to fight this darkness himself, no matter what it was.

Gabriel was now far away from the hangar, passing through several deep corridors, and arrived at a relatively spacious transit area inside the Devastator.

Thick support beams stood all around, and the control panel embedded in the wall was still flashing a faint red warning light.

However, the air here seems to be becoming "sticky". If an ordinary person were here, he would definitely feel an unbearable feeling of suffocation.

Gabriel stopped and slowly tightened his right hand.

Under his control, the God Splitter glowed with a light blue glow, and faint arcs of energy jumped on the edge of the hammer blade, accompanied by a low hum, like a beast waking up from its slumber, ready to tear apart any enemy who dared to approach.

Buzz-buzz-!
The light flickered slightly, and the red warning light on the bulkhead began to flicker, then went out completely.

The lights at the end of the corridor went out one by one without anyone noticing.

The light was gradually swallowed up, and darkness spread like a tide, as if some invisible existence was devouring the light source and dragging the entire area into the abyss of nothingness.

The transit area where Gabriel stood became the boundary between the darkness and the remaining light, and also the edge where the unknown and reality collided.

The darkness could not be measured with conventional perception. It was not just a simple energy field, but an existence like the gaze of the abyss, as if silently strangling the throat of this space, making everything dead silent and depressing.

Gabriel's extraordinary vision allowed him to detect any opportunity for battle even in the most severe battlefield conditions.

But at this moment, at the end of the corridor that was about to enter darkness, there was complete nothingness, and not even a trace of an outline could be seen.

It was as if it was no longer an ordinary cabin, but a rift leading to an unknown area. Anything that stepped into it would be completely swallowed up.

But even so, Gabriel remained calm.

As a battlefield commander who has fought his way through life and death countless times, his will to fight will not waver even when facing the worst situation.

Moreover, Gabriel had already deduced that the "darkness" that was gradually approaching him was probably an important figure that the Intelligence Department had clearly mentioned, that is, one of the most powerful force masters in the universe.
Darth Vader.

The dark executor, who is also one of the most trusted right-hand men of the Galactic Emperor, is approaching step by step.

And he, Gabriel, will inevitably face this darkness head-on in the depths of this silent and lightless warship.

"Huhu."

Soon, heavy, mechanical breathing sounds spread from the end of the corridor to the transfer area.

Gabriel narrowed his eyes slightly under the helmet, trying to see the "figure" that made the sound. At the same time, he raised his left hand, ready to release a psychic shock to the other party as a test.

"Forehead!"

However, just as Gabriel used his psychic power and lightning began to jump on his fingertips, his throat seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and he felt an intense feeling of suffocation that he had never experienced since becoming an Astartes.

next moment--

Gabriel, who was three meters tall and had a huge body, was thrown directly into the air by a huge force, and then his whole body hit the wall of the transfer area.
(End of this chapter)