Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 458 06.0457: "Towards a New Killing Ground"

"I wish Major Horatio Cochrane of the Imperial Navy a triumphant return from battle and smooth sailing!"

With the officers and soldiers marching in formation and shouting in unison, the First Attack Squadron sailed out of the temporary port.

Horatio, dressed neatly, stood in front of the bridge, watching the explosions and flames coming from the surface of the planet Basol from time to time.

There is no doubt that the battle on the ground is still going on, but with the Empire still continuously sending troops to the ground, it is only a matter of time before the remaining Tau resistance forces, cut off from the rear, are defeated.

But if we look at the entire sub-region or even the region level, the battle situation remains unclear.

The latest intelligence received from Lina yesterday showed that more battle fleets from other star regions have been involved in this war.

He and his squadron were just a drop in the ocean in the entire war deployment. Hundreds of millions of troops were being continuously sent to the starry universe under orders from Macragge, engaging in fierce and brutal fighting.

The general environment at this time was that the Tau Empire was facing its third setback at the hands of the Ork Waaaaaagh in its history, and the fourth Sky Expansion was imminent.

（注：帝国历史的钛帝国第三次天穹扩张写为997.M41-999.M41是因为997的时候，这支绿皮大Waaaaagh的主力去参加谋划了998.M41的第三次阿米吉多顿战役，钛帝国才击败这支向家门世界袭击的绿皮大Waaaaagh，并继续推进第三次天穹扩张。）
The Tau Empire and the Greenskins were fighting fiercely. In the spirit of "killing him while he's weak", Ultramar and the Ultramarines seized the opportunity and launched the Second Damocles Gulf Expedition with the main purpose of recovering lost territory and washing away the previous shame with blood.

"We are now entering route duty status. Officers on duty must remain highly alert." The young captain gave his orders.

About half of the officers were on duty on the bridge, because the number of officers on the attack boat was relatively small, and eight-hour shifts were not realistic. Even with surgical enhancement, people's energy and concentration would still slacken in the last hour.

This is absolutely not allowed for an attack ship with an extremely low tolerance for error.

Therefore, while ensuring the necessary eight hours of sleep, the other 12 hours of duty time will be divided into multiple three-hour periods, with alternating shifts to ensure a balance between officers' duty attention and rest time.

"Captain, the route has been determined. Our ship will set sail in direction 343, and the attack ships in the squadron will maintain a distance of 5 Terra hours." Henry Harvey, the chief officer of the navigation department, reported.

"Well, strengthen monitoring and don't miss any suspicious movements."

"The 'balcony' void water monitoring has been activated." The monitoring officer of the communications department covered his monitoring headphones with full concentration, paying attention to the movements of various radiation sources.

The void is vast, and if you want to find enemy ships, you need to rely not only on intelligence but also on the detection of technological equipment.

The E-type attack ship is equipped with a passive echo omnidirectional radar on its side, and more than twenty long, slightly convex metal structures are arranged on both sides of the hull.

There are relatively few front, back and ridge ports, so if you want to achieve maximum listening and detection efficiency, the side is the best.

This is equipment that works with Void Water Listening.

Although the name is hydrophone, the detection method does not rely on sound waves that do not exist in a vacuum.

Warships that are often measured in kilometers in length will emit various vibration waves in the void, and the technology to detect the source of these waves has not been lost in the 41st millennium. The recovered STC has allowed the Human Empire to successfully inherit these human technologies from the Golden Age and put them into practical use on shipborne equipment.

This is why enemy ships are displayed on the battle screen as a bright, flashing red ball.

Although it was impossible to tell what kind of ship it was, it could be a cargo ship, a destroyer, a cruiser, or even a battleship, or perhaps an unfortunate piece of space debris, with some of the equipment still functioning and the loyal machine spirit continuing to send signals.

Experienced officers and technical priests can roughly determine its true identity based on some clues, which can serve as a reference for the captain to make the next decision.

However, the officers and soldiers on the Epic still need to be honed. As newcomers, they have not yet mastered such capabilities.

However, Horatio will use the abilities granted to him by the Iron Hand to make up for the shortcomings of the novice crew members and gradually train the crew members' skills.

"Miss Intelligence Officer, have the spies from the Empire reported any intelligence on the activities of Tau Empire merchant ships on this route?"

Horatio looked at the girl sitting next to the Thinker Array, next to her was the new cipher machine. She was wearing headphones, her eyes scanning the decryption runes that popped up on the CRT screen while writing something on the kraft paper.

"AK74 area, according to intelligence, there is a trade fleet sailing from the Tau Alliance world Cythera to the Leozus war zone. At present, the Tau Empire has not yet learned about the deployment of the Imperial Navy's new attack ships on the battlefield, and their fleet is still conducting single-ship patrols in relatively safe areas.

but……"

The girl paused for a moment, her brows furrowed.

"If we want to get behind enemy lines, we need to get through the Tau Empire's Leozus-Sisera blockade."

"What is the Leozius-Sissera Blockade?" A strange term came into Horatio's ears.

"This is a patrol blockade formed by small reconnaissance ships sent by the Tau Empire to monitor the movements of the Imperial Fleet. The main ships are the Nikasar masted ships derived from the technology of the Tau Empire's vassal army, as well as some small ships such as the Guardian-class destroyers. It is a surveillance line.

If they encounter small Imperial ships, they will attack them in groups; if they encounter a large Imperial fleet, they will not rush forward to engage in a firefight, but will track them at all times and report to the main fleet of the Tau Empire. "

"In other words, before we enter the kitchen to pick up French fries, we have to get past the gatekeeper cook first?" Horatio raised his eyebrows.

"That's right, Captain. But as we all know, the void is huge. Even the Empire doesn't have that many fleets to fill the entire combat zone, let alone the Tau Empire."

"Maybe we can find a hole in the patrol lines."

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"I hope so."

"Navigation Department, adjust the course and sail towards the AK74 area."

"Yes, Captain."
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The Epic glided cautiously in the void, trying hard to control its huge body so as not to cause disturbances on the sky background that would arouse alarm, so as to avoid the Tai Empire patrol ships that might be cruising nearby.

In the small storage hangar.

The Tech Priest was unfolding the folded Fury Interceptor.

Anya Fasha, wearing a full set of void flight jacket, held her helmet and turned to look at Veronica, who had just walked out of the bathroom with a look of despair on her face.

"How is it? Are you okay?"

"Ouch, it hurts in the back." The short-haired girl muttered listlessly.

"You are so greedy that you eat as soon as you see something delicious and can't stop. Now, your upper mouth feels good but your lower mouth hurts.

Let's go, get on the plane, and there's an airline compressed toilet, you can deal with it yourself when you come back." Fasha handed Veronica a bottle of purified water.

A tall, dark-skinned beauty with rosy blood and a satisfied look in flight boots and a plump girl who was exhausted and hunched over got on board the 40-meter-long fighter plane.

As the heavy traction servitor pulled the fighter into the catapult orbit.

Pilot Fasha gave a thumbs up, the ejection rail slowly rose, and the closed hatch on the top slowly opened to the side.

When the base of the slide rail completely overlapped with the top hatch, there was a muffled "click" sound, and the slide rail turned horizontally. The engine of Skyhawk 1 spewed out a faint blue plasma flame, and the slide rail also lit up with frequently flashing ion electrophoresis.

laugh! ——

With a cathartic sound of electric current being released, the fighter jet rushed into the dark void.

(End of this chapter)