Chapter 238 Ultra-Long Distance Teleportation
“Sir, I still have some things to report.”
At this time, the chief navigator stepped forward.
“Say what you have to say.”
“That ship’s warp drive is behaving strangely.”
Soshyan frowned because of the navigator's unclear words.
"Be specific, what did you see?"
"Please forgive the vagueness of my words. For a person with normal vision, it is difficult for me to describe clearly. Some... ...Some things are moving in the Geller force field of the battleship. They look like subspace debris, but they actually exist inside the ship, but this is impossible. "
" What does this mean to us?”
Before the other party could answer, Soshyan’s attention was diverted by other changes.
"Sir, the enemy ship is turning, trying to escape from the subspace rift, and the distance to us is approaching."
"Adjust 2° to the left, and prepare to fire on the starboard side."
At this time , the rapid siren diverted everyone's attention, and an operator monitoring the scanning array stood up to report.
"The enemy ship is activating void shields and warp engines, my lord."
There was panic in his voice.
"Avoid at full speed, full left rudder!"
Soshiyang ordered loudly. Apparently the opponent thought they were going to escape, and had to chase them even if they tried to create a tidal wave in the subspace crack.
"The torpedo warhead separated from the thruster."
The monotonous sound of the weapon servitor appeared again.
Soshyan then looked at the main projection screen, as did Thor, Sevita, and others.
The torpedo thrusters accomplished their mission, launching warheads toward unknown ships, three of which were destroyed by interceptor fire.
Only one, running towards its target.
The flash then flashed a few times in response.
The next second, the space around the enemy ship suddenly ignited with colorful lights, and violent energy poured out from the subspace cracks like a rainbow.
The Void Shield attempts to transfer a pure energy flow without attributes back to the subspace itself, forming a cycle between the subspace and the physical universe. This is also the mechanism of its operation.
Obviously, this torpedo can't play a big role.
But the goal has been achieved. Due to the interference of torpedoes, the opponent turned to focus on intercepting external firepower.
When it realized that the Glory Saber was turning around, it immediately closed the void shield and prepared to speed up the pursuit.
“Prepare for long-distance teleportation!”
Soshiyang suddenly issued a new order, startling the mortals around him.
"My lord?"
Gages said nervously, his arms trembling with excitement.
"Is this wise? No matter who they are, the risk of teleportation is too high, we can still..."
Soshyan pressed his palm against the sword On the scabbard, he caressed the hilt of the sword.
"Make sure the multi-ray irradiators are ready for transmission in three minutes, Captain Gages."
"Of course, my lord."
Soon, the Astartes on the entire battleship gathered in the teleportation room. In addition to the two injured previously, the participants in the gang-hopping operation plus Sevatar A total of 10 people together.
What they are going to challenge is a large cruiser.
Normally speaking, if the opponent is also an Astartes, then at least hundreds of warriors will be deployed on a battleship of this level.
No matter from which angle you look at it, their behavior is similar to suicide.
But Soshyan had no choice.
"...Three, two, one!" As the speed of light transmission started, he felt that his consciousness was magnified, but reality began to blur.
In an instant, he felt frivolous tentacles like feathers wrapping around him, wrapping his body, his mind, and his soul with a warm touch.
“Don’t be nervous, I will protect you.”
A soft voice rang in his ears, and the strong nausea caused by teleportation disappeared.
Then, with a deafening sound, he appeared in a strange environment, invisible lightning flying around his power armor, and then quickly disappeared into nothingness.
He looked around him and slowly and cautiously held the scabbard.
In addition to him, the other 9 people were also accurately teleported to this place. This is a transfer workshop where supplies, small trailers and scattered containers can be seen everywhere.
At the same time, he also clearly saw the destruction caused by this transmission.
Rubble and corpses were scattered everywhere around them, and the ground was covered with dark depressions caused by multiple explosions. Most of the corpses were wearing shabby work clothes, and some were wearing robes and masks with the fallen eight-pointed star of chaos printed on them.
There is no doubt that this is a warship controlled by a Chaos traitor.
"Gather in battle formation."
After giving the order, Soshyan switched the chat channel to Savita's personal communication.
"You are familiar with this place. You should know how to get to the bridge."
"Of course, we are lucky. It's not far from the bridge."
Savitar picked up his chain saw halberd and pointed to a door on the right.
"Go here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened with a bang.
Soshiyan saw a large group of people rushing into the transfer workshop from the gate.
They are all human - or were human.
Most of these crew members have skin as pale as corpses, their eyes are dark, their skin is ulcerated and dilapidated, and they walk crookedly.
Everyone has the mark of Chaos - which turns them into slaves of the dark power. They can only exchange their souls and bodies for a moment of survival. When they open their mouths and howl , you can see various protruding sharp teeth.
Some of them have even grown mutated limbs and horns.
They kept coming, overflowing from the gates on both sides or stumbling closer from the far end, as if there was no upper limit on their number.
Maybe there are hundreds of people, maybe there are thousands of people.
They gathered like piranhas smelling blood, surrounded the Astral Knights in the sea of heathens and blood, and fired with shotguns and pistols.
"Okay, let's begin our grand gamble."
Savitar let out a dull laugh, and then his chain saw halberd also roared.
Soshyan slowly drew out his sword.
"Warriors, free them, punish them, leave no one behind!"
"For the Emperor!"
The soldiers roared, raised the bolt guns in their hands, and fired their muzzles. Flashing fire at the infidels.
But the gradually thinning crowd did not disperse. The heretics continued to advance, unconsciously stepping into the fire net woven by the retreating Astral Knights, and fell in pieces. .
Then the Astral Knights began to move, running and shooting at the same time, not letting go of any target.
Those fallen mortals could only die wailing.
But this was just the most merciful way to die. When the Prince of Crows wielding a chain saw and halberd crashed into the crowd, the spilled blood and minced meat were like pouring rain, setting off in the enclosed space. The bloody storm.
He is like a living meat grinder. Any object within three meters of him will be minced. As long as he passes by a dense crowd, there will be large blanks and can make people slip to the ground. large amounts of tissue residue.
Even Soshyan didn't have much chance to make a move.
Just like that, he rushed out of the transfer workshop and ran all the way to the bridge hall.
(End of this chapter)