From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 528: Strong and Terrifying

Soon, two exclusive Thunderhawk gunboats painted in dark blue were ejected from the Emperor-class hangar at a swift speed.

They drew a perfect arc in space, and then, accompanied by the silent roar of engines, they were escorted by a large number of Ghost fighters, White-legged Falcons and unmanned attack aircraft that were ready for battle, and boarded the 7th Division in the lower hemisphere of the Death Star.

In such a chaotic battle situation, this boarding formation was like a fleeting meteor and received almost no attention from the enemy.

As for the Galactic Empire's reinforcement fleet, after arriving at Scarif's space domain, it quickly launched a fierce joint fire attack on the Emperor-class and Blood Raven Company's main battleships.

However, in the face of this "powerful and heavy" offensive, the Emperor class first released a large number of "◇" diamond-shaped metal columns, and deployed an additional single-sided shield in the direction of the rescue fleet.

Buzz-buzz-!
As the shield took effect, the Galactic Empire's first wave of concentrated fire was completely offset.

Immediately afterwards, the two sides began to exchange artillery fire beyond visual range.

Red, blue, green and other high-energy light beams and trajectories interweave in space to form a dazzling "nebula".

In this large-scale space naval battle, the role of the TIE fighter is almost minimal.

They have strong maneuverability, but their firepower and defense are relatively weak, and all types of warships of the Main Universe Empire are equipped with close-in defense gun arrays.

This configuration makes it extremely difficult for the TIE fighter to complete the defense-breaking mission when facing a naval battle of this scale.

Therefore, their main task is to intercept and block various enemy carrier-based aircraft formations.

The formation led by two exclusive Thunder Hawk gunboats pierced through the defense network outside the Death Star like a sharp knife.

As they approached the surface of the Death Star, groups of TIE fighters swarmed in from all directions, trying to intercept the deadly invaders.

However, the firepower and defense of the main space carrier-based aircraft formation far exceeded those of these TIE fighters. Their machine guns and missiles drew deadly arcs in the void, turning one TIE fighter after another into silent flames.

Boom—boom—!
The flames of the explosion bloomed silently in the dark universe, while the scattered wreckage of the TIE fighter was left far behind by the formation.

Despite the huge number of TIE fighters, their interception seemed powerless in the face of the powerful firepower of the Thunderhawk gunships and various carrier-based aircraft in the main universe.

Every silent gunshot was accompanied by the destruction of a large number of fighter planes, which completely disrupted the formation of the TIE fighter group and made it impossible to form an effective blocking force.

The fall of the 7th Sector Control Room in the lower hemisphere of the Death Star paralyzed some of the shields and air defense systems.

This situation is like leaving the door wide open, turning the area that should have been effectively protected into a space for the enemy to "humiliate" at will.

This also made the Thunder Eagle gunboats' advance smoother, almost like entering an empty space, and their target was clear, which was the docking port in the 7th division of the lower hemisphere.

Under the operation of Leon and others, it became the weakest link of the Death Star and the best entry point for boarding operations.

At the same time, in the command center in the core area of ​​the Death Star, the atmosphere was so tense that it was almost suffocating.

Red alarm signals flashed on the projection screen, and battle damage reports came in like snowflakes.

An officer walked quickly to Governor Tarkin, his voice filled with anxiety that could not be concealed: "Governor Tarkin! Our losses are severe! The enemy's firepower is too strong, and the fleet responsible for the rescue has lost 20% of its combat power! We need more support!"

Governor Tarkin stood in the center of the command center, with his hands behind his back, staring at the battle situation on the screen with a grim gaze.

There was no fluctuation on his face, but his eyes revealed a solemnity that was difficult to conceal.

This top general in the Galactic Empire knew that the outcome of this battle would determine the fate of the Death Star.
Even the fate of the entire Galactic Empire.

But the current situation is obviously not optimistic.

The most disturbing thing is that the enemy has assembled a large number of powerful warships from nowhere, and among them, the Emperor-class battleship, which is known as the "Flying Cathedral", directly destroyed their own Star Destroyer formation with one shot.

Secondly, what made Tarkin even more worried was whether there were still a large number of "giant" Astartes within the enemy fleet in the Scarif space domain.

After all, six Astartes had turned the docking port of the 7th Sector in the lower hemisphere into a complete mess, and thousands of stormtroopers were helpless.

If more Astartes appeared, their military strength would be "stretched to the limit".

Darth Vader, who was able to absolutely suppress the group of giants, found an excuse to preserve his strength and withdraw from the battle, so Tarkin had to send several "apprentices" who fought with the Death Star to Sector 7 first to deal with the Blood Crow veterans in the Cholera Port of Call.

Those "apprentices" were originally stationed on the Death Star, prepared to follow them to completely wipe out the Rebel Alliance, so that they could accumulate more experience in battle.

However, the urgency of the current situation forced Governor Tarkin to send these still young "apprentices" to the 7th Division in the Scarif space domain.

Although those "apprentices" could also crush ordinary stormtroopers, he always felt that it was difficult to compete with the giant Astartes.
The main reason is that the visual impact given by Astartes is too shocking.

However, under the current situation, the only elite force that can compete with Astartes is the group of "apprentices".

This made Tarkin increasingly believe that Darth Vader had "rebellious intentions".

The opponent's autocratic behavior, subtle avoidance of the Emperor's orders, and various performances in this battle all made Tarkin's doubts begin to lurk in his heart like a poisonous snake.

Regardless of whether he had clear evidence or not, Tarkin had made up his mind that he must personally meet the Emperor after the war.

He believed that the emperor's all-seeing eyes would be able to see through Vader's disguise.

As for defeat?

At this moment, Tarkin showed a hint of disdain.

He had never considered the possibility.

The enemy fleet did have amazing firepower and sophisticated tactics, but in the face of the Galactic Empire's massive military might, all of this was nothing more than a short-lived struggle.

The empire's fleet was like an endless tide; he could call for more reinforcements at any time, but the enemy was just a few isolated boats, and no matter how powerful their firepower was, they would eventually be overwhelmed by numbers.

They can also wear each other down.

Tarkin also noticed through the screen in front of him that the Thunder gunship formation, like a sharp battle axe, had split open the first layer of TIE fighter interception network and was rushing towards the lower hemisphere of the Death Star with unstoppable momentum.

This made Tarkin frown slightly, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Then he turned slightly and walked towards the nearby operating table, while giving orders to the officer beside him with unquestionable majesty, saying:
"Immediately mobilize all available forces in the nearby star fields and concentrate firepower to block the enemy fleet's advance route. I want to completely trap them in Scarif and leave them nowhere to escape."

Then, he slid his fingers quickly across the console, calling up the troop distribution map inside the Death Star, and continued to issue orders:
"Notify all death troopers in the battle station (Death Star) to rush to the 7th Division in the lower hemisphere immediately. No matter what the cost, all enemies must be completely eliminated and they will not be allowed to advance any further."

After saying that, Tarkin looked back at the screen. Seeing that the TIE fighters were trying to reorganize their formation, but were obviously unable to effectively intercept the Thunder Gunship formation, he added:
"Inform all pilots to intercept enemy flight formations approaching the battle station at all costs. If they cannot complete the mission, keep them in space forever."

At the end, Tarkin's voice suddenly rose, with an almost cold determination:

"Lock onto the enemy flagship and start igniting the single reactor. I want to watch it turn into ashes with my own eyes under a single shot."

"Yes, Governor!" The officer next to him immediately raised his hand and saluted, responding in a sonorous and powerful voice.

Then the officer turned quickly and hurried back to his command post to convey Tarkin's orders to various departments through the encrypted channel.

Now in the command center, the sound of keys tapping, the noise of communicators, and the shrieking of alarms are intertwined to form a tense and depressing symphony.

Tarkin stood there, his hands behind his back, his eyes as dark as the abyss.

The outcome of the war on Scarif will determine whether the Galactic Empire can continue to dominate in the future, and he will never allow any possibility of failure to exist.

Moreover, at this moment, Tarkin's mouth corners rose unconsciously, as if he had seen the scene of the Emperor-class battleship being turned into nothingness under the Death Star's super laser cannon.

Buzz.
Low, almost imperceptible vibrations came from deep within the Death Star like the breathing of a giant beast, as if the entire artificial celestial body was trembling at the destructive power that was about to be unleashed.

That was a sign that the single reactor had started up. Energy was gathering rapidly, ready to devour all enemies who dared to challenge the authority of the empire.

The officers around seemed to hold their breath involuntarily as the countdown to the launch began, because they also knew that the next attack would determine the outcome of this battle and even the entire Galactic Empire.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the Emperor-class bridge was unusually calm compared to the Death Star's command center.

Outside the huge observation window, all kinds of glare and ballistics passed by like flowing water, reflecting on Magnus's tall body.

He stood quietly behind the observation window, like an unshakable mountain, and his bright red robe with armor on seemed to glow with a deep luster in the dim light.

"Father!" A Blood Raven observer suddenly broke the silence, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

His eyes were fixed on the rapidly rising energy readings on the hard light screen, and he quickly reported: "The target's energy response is detected to be increasing rapidly. Preliminary judgment is that the enemy may be preparing to launch a devastating fire attack on our ship. Should we evade it immediately?"

Hearing this, Magnus remained calm, his eyes flashing with a deep light, as if he had already seen through everything.

Then, in a low and calm voice, he said: "No need to evade, notify all departments and proceed according to the original plan.

As for the enemy's firepower attack." He raised his hand slightly, and a faint spiritual energy fluctuation appeared in his palm, "I will handle it."

"Yes, father." The Blood Crow Observer nodded without hesitation and refocused his attention on the battlefield situation map.

Although the enemy's energy readings were still rising rapidly, the observer was not panicked at all, because as long as Magnus, their father, stood here, any threat would be eliminated.

Followed by.

Magnus stared at the huge artificial celestial body outside the window with a sharp gaze.

His eyes were gradually filled with pale golden light, like a burning star, containing endless energy, and even time froze at this moment.

Ri~——whoosh——! ! !
Suddenly, a brilliant green beam of high-energy light burst out from the surface of the Death Star, like a giant dragon tearing through the void, heading straight for the Emperor-class battleship at a terrifying speed equal to the speed of light.

Wherever the beam of light passed, the space was distorted, and the surrounding starlight was dimmed by its reflection.

At this critical moment, Magnus' body suddenly burst into an even more dazzling golden light, like a rising sun, shrouding the entire bridge in sacred light.

next moment--

Everyone in the bridge saw a bright white light before their eyes, as if the whole world was swallowed up by endless light.

Their vision briefly lost focus, and all that was left in their ears was the low roar of energy colliding.

When the light gradually dissipated and everyone's vision became clear again, they found that the scene before them was normal.

The space domain of Scarif was still raging with war, and the fierce battle scene had not changed at all, as if the devastating blow of the Death Star had never happened, and the battle situation had not changed at all.

In fact, it was Magnus who used his unparalleled psychic power to build an invisible psychic barrier around the Emperor-class battleship.

The barrier was like an indestructible shield, blocking all of the Death Star's high-energy beams.

If not for this, even the Emperor-class battleship's proud shield system would have no chance of surviving this devastating attack.

Magnus still stood behind the observation window, the golden light gradually converged, and his breathing became steady and powerful, as if the feat just now was just a trivial action.

However, only he himself knew how much spiritual energy and strength he had consumed in order to block this attack.

There was still a hint of golden afterglow on his fingertips.

However, this "insignificant" action was enough to have a huge impact on the morale of the Galactic Empire.

After all, the Death Star was said to be able to destroy a planet with a single strike, but it couldn't sink a battleship?
Even though the Death Star only utilized the power of a single reactor, the grassroots personnel of the Galactic Empire had no way of knowing this. In their eyes, the Death Star was so powerful that even the enemy's flagship could not be sunk.

This is exactly the effect that Magnus expected, and the main reason why the Emperor-class was not allowed to evade.

This Primarch demonstrated the strength of their main empire, and the rest was up to the brothers who were responsible for boarding to show the other side how terrifying their main empire was.
(End of this chapter)