From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 526 "Survivors finally see the light"

despair! Ta-ta!

Whoosh-whoosh-!
The metal corridor was filled with a tense atmosphere of battle. The hurried pace of the soldiers and the interior environment of the Death Star intertwined into a chaotic and intense picture.

The fierce flames from Gauss and blaster guns were also intertwined, and the fierce gunshots echoed in the narrow corridor, like deafening thunder.

Wave after wave of death soldiers came from every direction, their black armor presenting an oppressive aura under the flashing warning lights.

Each of the dead soldiers has been through hundreds of battles, and their movements are swift and precise, like cold-blooded fighting machines.

They quickly formed a siege and poured fierce fire on Lyon and his group. Their steps were tight and their coordination was tacit, and they seemed to want to completely defeat Lyon and his group.

However, in addition to Leon, Chiru and others, there were also three special operations teams coming to support this group of death soldiers.

The battle was in full swing, and the corridor was filled with the pungent smell of burning metal and the sound of high-energy explosions.

Even though the enemy was several times larger than their own, the members of the Investigation Department's special operations team did not retreat at all. In order to protect Leon and his group, they activated the energy shield module of the nano combat suit without hesitation.

Buzz——Buzz!
As the buzzing sound rang out, a light blue energy shield instantly spread out, blocking most of the blasting beams shot by the dead soldiers. Powerful energy ripples spread out, dissolving and offsetting the enemy's attacks.

However, this approach also comes at a considerable cost.

Every time the energy shield is deployed, it means a huge consumption of electricity.

As time went on, the battery power of the special operations team's combat suit dropped sharply, and the strength and power of the shield gradually weakened.

Most importantly, this energy consumption limits the use of other functions of the combat suit, such as stealth mode and life support systems in extreme environments.

If the consumption continues, the special operations team members may soon be in trouble and even unable to cope with more complex combat environments.

Even so, the members of the Investigation Department's special operations team still held their ground, buying more time for Lucy, who was trying to decipher the security gate, and K-2SO, who was responsible for assisting her.

In fact, the pressure faced by the death soldiers at this moment is much greater than that of the special combat group.

They are not only carrying out missions, but also shouldering enormous "strategic" pressure.

The latest notification just received from the superiors mentioned that a large fleet suddenly appeared in the Scarif space domain, and the firepower and defense system of this fleet are terrifying, far exceeding the strength of any rebel alliance.

Faced with this new threat, the defenses of Scarif and the Death Star are under unprecedented pressure.

The commanders of the Galactic Empire urgently need to ensure the stability of the Death Star in order to deal with possible emergencies.

Against this backdrop, the mission of the Death Soldiers becomes particularly critical.

The control room of Sector 7 is one of the core command hubs of the Death Star. Once infiltrated by the enemy, the Death Star's firepower output and defense capabilities will be greatly weakened.

If enemy spies break through the defense line, the entire control system of the Death Star will fall into chaos, and the overall defense facilities in the lower hemisphere of the Death Star will also become empty talk.

Therefore, every minute and every second of the death soldiers is crucial. They must eliminate the infiltrators as soon as possible, ensure the safety of the core area, and avoid the loss of the main control room.

And the "clock" is ticking, and every moment of delay may change the situation of the battle.

Bang-!
At this moment, a fierce beam of blasting energy accurately hit David's right shoulder.

The powerful impact caused him to be knocked over and fall to the ground. The armor made a harsh sound of metal friction, and then several pieces of debris bounced off.

The power of the death troopers' blasters is much stronger than that of ordinary stormtroopers' weapons, so the stormtrooper armor and power shirt David was wearing could not withstand this attack at all.

"Little brother! Are you okay?!"

call out! Phew! !
Seeing this, Bates immediately thought the situation was urgent, and without any hesitation, he moved towards the end of the corridor to suppress the enemy's firepower, while quickly half-crouching down, freeing his left arm, and reaching out to try to support David.

"fine."

Although David's voice was trembling a little, it didn't seem to be a big deal.

He also stretched out his left hand and firmly grasped Bates's outstretched left forearm, then used the force to stand up again. Then, after catching his breath, he continued:

"It's just a minor problem."

David's tone became relaxed at this time.

Indeed, as David said, although the blasting beam almost melted his armor and pierced through his power suit, most of his body has been highly prosthetic, and unless vital parts are severely damaged, the impact of ordinary injuries on him is actually not as fatal as that on ordinary people.

Even if his right shoulder was completely "necrotic", he would only feel a violent shock, and it would be restored to its original state after regular "maintenance" and "care" after returning home.

Then David readjusted his body and released Bates's left forearm. He turned his head and looked at Lucy behind him, and asked loudly:

"Lucy! How's the progress?!"

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Lucy, whose electronic eyes flickered and glowed slightly, did not respond immediately, but remained focused on the task at hand.

The few seconds seemed to be stretched into a long wait. Lucy's nerves were extremely tense. She was closely connected to the terminal of the security gate through the prosthetic interface, and quickly cracked the layers of firewalls and encryption systems.

Data flashed quickly on the screen in front of her, but her face was as calm and composed as usual.

A few seconds later——

Qi~!

A slight fluctuation in air pressure spread quietly, followed by the metal gate slowly opening to both sides with a faint clicking sound.

At this moment, Lucy's electronic eyes regained their original soft luster, indicating that she had successfully broken through the security system's defenses.

She turned her head slightly, glanced at David, and a slightly proud smile appeared on her face.

At the same time, she breathed a sigh of relief after completing the most critical step of the mission, and then looked at Leon and reported:
"Director, we can proceed to the next step."

"very good!"

Hearing this, Leon quickly shifted his gaze from the dead soldiers at the end of the corridor to the security gate that was gradually opening, staring at the gap that was getting bigger and bigger.

With the gates open, the next actions will determine whether they can break through in one fell swoop and gain control of the control room.

The four special operations team members, Chiru, Baze and David all kept their eyes fixed on the gate that was slowly opening, ready to respond to any threats that might arise in the control room at any time and to be on guard against the staff inside to prevent them from making any crazy moves that could cause unnecessary losses.

When the safety gate was finally fully opened, the harsh mechanical sound gradually disappeared, revealing the situation in the control room—whoosh—whoosh! !
Several death soldiers in charge of internal protection launched suppressive fire without hesitation, and almost at the moment the gate was completely opened, they fired a deadly barrage of explosive energy.

A high-energy beam of light cut through the air and shot rapidly out of the door, but the special operations team's reaction was equally swift and deadly.

Ta-ta! !
Before the dead soldiers' counterattack firepower could form an effective threat and suppression, the special operations team members pulled the trigger even faster. A series of precise Gauss gun shots, accompanied by crisp sounds, echoed throughout the corridor and the control room.

Every armor-piercing spike bullet hits the target accurately.

The heads of several dead soldiers exploded instantly, and blood, brain tissue, and metal fragments of helmets formed a deadly splatter. They all fell to the ground instantly without exception.

There was no way, these death soldiers had no cover to use, while Leon and others were in a safe position a little further away, and they quickly took the initiative with their tactical advantages.

The special operations team's firepower coverage was swift and accurate, leaving the dead soldiers with almost no time to react.

As they fell, the originally tense situation was completely reversed.

The dozens of remaining staff members in the control room, including a colonel in uniform with a look of "calmness" and "decision", had already noticed the changes in the external situation through real-time monitoring in various places.

At this time, the Scarif space domain has once again entered a white-hot battle stage. The balance of power between the enemy and us is constantly changing. The Death Star and the fleet that came to support it are facing unprecedented pressure.

In this unresolved situation, life and death has become the only issue before them.

All the death soldiers were killed, and the outside support was firmly held down by the enemy, so in the current situation, they really played the "tradition" of the grassroots soldiers and officials of the Galactic Empire when they were at an absolute disadvantage.
"We surrender!"

"Don't shoot!!"

Following a loud and powerful roar, all the staff, including the colonel, raised their hands to signal surrender.

Their choice is reasonable because all they can do is to save their own lives. After all, in this war that is gradually expanding and continuing, personal destiny is no longer important.

They swore to defend the control room to the death, but they could only delay the battle for a dozen seconds, which had no significant impact on the overall battle situation.

Step, step!

Following a steady and rapid sound of footsteps that echoed in the control room, Leon and others quickly rushed inside.

Immediately afterwards, several special operations team members, without Leon's order, used disposable straps to tie up the wrists of the prisoners one after another, completely restricting their freedom.

This kind of efficient cooperation and tacit understanding is just "daily routine" for them.

"Lucy, continue the hack!"

At this moment, Leon's calm and powerful command resounded in the control room.

"Yes."

Lucy's response was still concise, and she walked towards the colonel's control console. Then, with the help of prosthetic tools, she connected to the operating system in the blink of an eye, as if every "nerve" of hers was integrated with the control system of this area.

Her eyes glowed faintly again, and the light emitted by this electronic eye seemed to be having a silent conversation with the digital world.

The outside of the control room was still "hot", but the dead soldiers were unable to complete their mission.

The security gate was not closed again because two more teams of special operations team arrived at the floor one after another and quickly surrounded the dead soldiers together with their comrades in the control room, forming a pincer attack on the dead soldiers.

This was almost a clever battle planned in advance, and the death soldiers had no power to fight back at all.

However, no one dared to take it lightly. If a Sith warrior proficient in swordsmanship appeared, the rhythm of the battle would be disrupted in an instant.

After all, almost all qualified warriors who can use the Force can wield a lightsaber and block and rebound extremely fast blaster beams.

Unless they were Astartes who were skilled in the use of psychic powers, even special operations teams and investigators with enhanced physical fitness would not be able to confront Sith Warriors head-on.

Seeing that the situation was temporarily stable, Lyon chose a more advantageous observation position and kept an eye on the corridor outside the gate.

After confirming that the special operations team outside had an absolute advantage, he raised his voice, broke the silence, and issued an order to Lucy:

"Report status!"

Lucy, who was standing in the center of the control room, did not report immediately, but whispered to herself:

"The plasma valve authority at the port of call has been changed
Traction in Sector 7 has been shut down
Sector 7's shield has been successfully removed
Director! "At this time, Lucy's eyes recovered as before, and she quickly reported to Leon:
"You can notify Primarch Curze and his Honor Guard to launch a boarding operation at the Death Star's Seventh Sector docking port!"

When Leon heard this, his eyes flashed, and then he turned to look at David.

David immediately gave a concise answer and said loudly:

"Report completed, Director! All necessary data has been transmitted to the Blood Raven Company's flagship!"

"Very good!" Leon nodded with satisfaction, and then said to all the staff in a steady voice:
"Everyone hold on, our support is coming soon, and the Primarch will be in charge of the next battle, and we only need to defend this control room!"

"Yes, sir!"

The special operations team, David, and Lucy responded in unison, their voices loud and powerful.

K-2SO's reaction was slightly dramatic, as if he was also infected by some passionate emotion. His mechanical voice, with a rare hint of excitement, responded with "Yes! Agent Kennedy!", vaguely revealing human-like passion and determination that could not be ignored.

At the same time, Baze took off the "troublesome" helmet, revealing a slightly tired but tough face.

He threw the helmet aside and placed his left hand on Chirrut's shoulder armor. A hint of relief flashed across his eyes, and he spoke in a low, emotional voice:
"Old man, we can finally turn things around."

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Chirrut did not rush to respond, but just took off his helmet silently, revealing a tired and relieved smile.

It is a smile that comes from finally seeing hope after going through countless obstacles.

The two men stood side by side. Perhaps at this moment, they were no longer fearless warriors who persisted simply for their ideals and beliefs, but survivors who finally saw the light after experiencing the storm of despair.

As for the Death Star's Sector 7 docking port side;

Clang—clang! !

Ri~咻——! !

The sounds of explosive arrows and plasma gunfire echoed throughout the vast space.

The Blood Crow veterans who had been lurking for a long time, after receiving the "take action" signal, crossed the plasma valves one after another and began to launch a crushing attack on the somewhat confused stormtroopers.
(End of this chapter)