Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 639 06.638: "Entering the Enemy's Depths"

Operation Drumming takes place two Terran moons later.

Around the D'Anoi airspace.

In the silent air, a purple light suddenly flashed in the distant border, and then went out in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

The attack ship E-96 led the other five attack ships of the First Attack Squadron. When the main force of the enemy fleet was lured away by a diversionary tactic, it carefully avoided the patrol fleet path around Mandeville Point and made a jump to the enemy's rear.

This kind of action can only be accomplished by a long-range attack ship with optical stealth capabilities.

The Milky Way is vast, but you can't jump to any place at will.

If you jump out of combat in an emergency, there is a high probability that you will be caught in the turbulence of the subspace, resulting in loss of contact.

The Mandeville Point is the minimum distance at which a ship can safely enter and exit the subspace without being disturbed by the gravity of stars or other large celestial bodies. Only here can a large fleet make a smooth jump with the highest efficiency.

The fleet cuts into the subspace from here, like a raft floating downstream, and with the guidance of the navigator, the fleet is not dispersed, and most of them can reach their destination intact.

Because of this, the fleet's route is not as free as imagined, but rather like shuttling through an invisible fixed pipeline.

The First Attack Squadron led by Captain Horatio traveled a long distance, underwent three subspace jumps, and took one and a half Terran months. They quietly followed the route of Mandeville Point, cleverly avoiding many patrol fleets on the road, and rushed to the periphery of D'Anoi airspace.

Thanks to Horatio's 'Void Strider' passive talent, he and his ship were the first to arrive in the entire squadron.

This area is extremely unfamiliar to humans. It has been occupied by the Tau for a long time and has undergone tremendous changes.

In the center of the entire airspace, 56 kilometers away from the star, there is an extremely huge structure suspended.

There are hundreds of military and civilian ships of various sizes anchored around, and ships are constantly entering and exiting from the three openings.

Captain Horatio carefully observed the shape of the giant structure and confirmed that it was a large anchorage equipped with a dry dock and a repair shop. Obviously, the damaged warships and damaged civilian ships on the Tau front would be sent here for repair.

This is indeed a perfect location, far away from the front line and with layers of defense, it is very safe.

If the attack ships he led were not stealth capable, their numbers were relatively small, and they could not perform subspace jumps, it would be impossible for them to arrive here.

As the giant structure was protected by a layer of dark blue barrier on the outside, and the distance was too far, Captain Horatio found it difficult to see the specific situation inside, but he had his own way.

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A Fury fighter was slowly lifted to the landing platform on the rear deck.

Fasha sat in the cockpit, adjusting the fighter's vector nozzle and flight settings with a focused look, a hint of nervousness and anticipation in his eyes.

Operator Veronica stood aside, holding the turret joystick at the front lower part of the aircraft nose tightly with both hands. Her white fingertips with thin calluses drew circles nervously, and her eyes were fixed on the recording images on the cathode ray tube screen.

A surveillance camera is installed between the two laser cannons. With the assistance of advanced laser radar, it can observe images with millimeter accuracy from hundreds of kilometers away. The weapon operator is responsible for operating the zoom, which is specifically used for enemy reconnaissance.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~!" Veronica turned the joystick and whispered to dub the camera's turning movements like a child playing with a toy.

"The takeoff inspection of Skyhawk 1 is completed." Fasha's steady voice came from the sound array.

"The takeoff path is clear, and Skyhawk One is allowed to take off. Your reconnaissance mission is to approach the anchorage secretly and take pictures of the situation inside for further tactical analysis by the First Attack Squadron." An order came from the command channel.

"Skyhawk One received, taking off." Fasha responded and then pushed the throttle to the maximum.

After a brief warm-up, the chute was unlocked, and the fighter plane quietly crept towards the anchorage like a black lightning.

"Little Fasha, there are so many ships here." Not long after flying out, Veronica shouted excitedly, and couldn't wait to operate the camera, shooting around the anchorage, with excitement flashing in her eyes, "I want to kill them all!" "You little glutton, too greedy, if it could be killed so easily, there would be no need to fight the battle." Fasha joked with a smile.

"Take my rail laser! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Veronica yelled while pressing the shutter button at the ship she saw, as if she was really operating a rail gun that could kill the enemy ship in one shot.

"Stop fooling around, the captain wants to see what's inside the anchorage." Fasha reminded helplessly.

"Look at me shooting the death ray! biu~" Veronica didn't hold back at all. She even became more excited and fiercely pressed the shutter button inside and outside the anchorage.

"Oh, this silly girl." Fasha looked at Veronica, shook his head gently, and a doting smile appeared on his face.

The outbreak of the second-year soul is so scary!
Fasha looked at the photo Veronica had taken.

"Hmm?" Her gaze suddenly froze, and she saw a hazy and majestic black shadow from the enlarged image.

[What is this? It's so big.]
She then zoomed in and quickly scanned the newly taken photos of Veronica, her eyes suddenly widened with shock.

[This is?!]--
In the port anchorage.

"How badly has the 'Light of the Greater Good' been damaged? Can it set sail in the near future?" Ether, leaning on a cane, slowly walked into the control room where the Earth Clan experts were busy repairing it.

He looked through the huge blue glass at the Guardian-class battleship outside.

This huge warship almost blocked all vision outside the observation platform. Under the gravity hook at the bottom of it, an extremely conspicuous and shocking explosion fault came into view.

The sudden attacker destroyed the attached frigate below the ship with a torpedo, and also destroyed 17 decks at the bottom of the battleship, killing tens of thousands of maintenance personnel and replacement crew members.

When it first arrived at the port, the gap on the bottom of the battleship was black and ruined its pleasing streamlined appearance.

For the Tau, who place great emphasis on the beauty of their ships, it was heartbreaking to see such a masterpiece destroyed in such a violent way.

However, the situation has improved significantly now.

After more than a month of repairs by hundreds of thousands of drones and Tu clan engineers working day and night, the shame engraved on the warships is gradually being replaced by new parts, the trauma of the battle is slowly disappearing, and everything is moving in a good direction.

"We have temporarily put the repair of other ships on hold, and all repair swarms have been invested in repairing our fleet's glory. According to the current AI evaluation rate, the repair will be completed in about 10 local days." An Earth Clan expert reported.

"Hehe, the human enemies certainly didn't expect us to be so efficient. You used all your strength to attack, but you only delayed us for two months."

Ether nodded with satisfaction, stroking his beard with relief. "We need to be more efficient. We need to rush to the frontline as soon as possible. By then, with the number of aircraft we have, we will be able to suppress those shameless bandits by surprise!"

After saying that, he walked out of the operating table with steady steps, leaning on the Holy Cross Staff.
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After more than a month of free-wheeling 'happy hunting time', the Special Attack Brigade's attacks were somewhat restrained as the Tau Empire withdrew the Guardian Fleet from the front lines to suppress patrols in the rear.

Although the attack frequency has dropped slightly, each attack still remains fast, fierce and accurate.

At this point, the two sides have entered the stage of game of wits.

On the front battlefield, when the Tau withdrew their fleet to the rear, the Imperial Navy and Space Marines advanced forward in a high-profile manner, forcing the Ether to redeploy their fleet with real threats.

[If you go, I will advance from the front. If you go back, I will harass you with attack ships.]
This strategy made the Ethers extremely anxious and the Guardian Fleet exhausted, which fully proved that this combination of frontal battlefield and behind-the-enemy-line harassment was effective.

But happy times are always short-lived.

The Tau seemed to have gradually figured out a good way to deal with the attack ships in the high-frequency struggles, and the first attack alarm was transmitted to Horatio's display console.

(End of this chapter)