Chapter 376 Nathan No. 6
When Soshyan further confirmed the warning information, he breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that only a small group of Eldar pirates appeared.
Scattered across the galaxy are many so-called Eldar pirate gangs, fierce and deadly marauders.
These Eldar pirates abandoned the strict confines of the Craftworld for voluntary exile, seeking adventure across the galaxy and experiencing all the emotions and sensations to which the sensitive minds of the Eldar could be exposed.
Most pirates are young and adventurous Eldar who will return to their homeland when they are older, wiser, and tempered by the fires of war.
But some Eldar fully embraced the life of the Reavers, sinking deeper into bloodthirsty and insanity, indulging their darkest impulses, eventually finding their way into the infamous dark capital of Commorragh.
Most of the time, they are a frequent hazard to the merchant fleet, but rarely pose a threat to the Empire's main war fleet.
The intelligence about the appearance of the Eldar fleet in the Storm Star Territory was quickly analyzed by "professionals" as a small group of Eldar pirates. For this level of alien threat, the empire basically adopts a strategy of expulsion. After all, Eldar warships have always been known for their agility and speed. Unless the Empire is willing to dispatch a large fleet to set up an ambush, it will be difficult to catch them.
For a small group of trivial harassment and some complaints from traders, it is obvious that the Imperial Navy will not dispatch precious large battleships. The only action is to order ports and fortresses to strengthen their alerts - even this action , most of the time just to deal with the nagging of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Since the Imperial Navy is not that concerned, Soshyan has no reason to bother to deal with this matter. Although the Astartes are the guardians of the Empire, after continuous battles, the Chapter also needs to rest and recuperate. some time.
He planned to focus on the internal construction of the battle group and the daily training of the soldiers, but Sevatar found him and asked him to assemble the fleet immediately.
When Soshyan asked the reason, the other party only answered one sentence.
“The prophet has arrived.”
However, except for Soshyan, not everyone is so careless.
The garrison officer of Nathan No. 6 was very vigilant.
"We must be vigilant, they can attack anywhere at any time."
Lieutenant General Konko's eyes scanned the video station, flashing data display information flowing into his cerebral cortex through the connections and plugs of his command station.
Orbital defense measures are all normal.
Below him the bridge crew were frozen in their positions or scurrying back, facing information icons, the vast hall echoing with murmurs of chatter.
The cursor moved quickly and rattlingly, the meditator made a constant clicking sound, and the tapping of polished boots against the hard-to-scrub deck came one after another.
This is Nathan No. 6, and this is the world he wants to protect.
The Neisen Galaxy is a standard star system with seven planets orbiting a star. However, only Neisen 4 and 5 are habitable. Numbers 1, 2, and 3 are all due to high temperatures and The harsh geological environment prevents large-scale colonization, and there are only some mining stations of the Mechanicus on it.
As for the planets Nessen 6 and 7, they are all uninhabitable because they are too far away and very cold. Planet 7 does not even have an atmosphere, while Nessen 6 still has a thin atmosphere.
It is for this reason that Nessen-6 became a transit station for the Imperial Navy, and several large prisons were built on the planet specifically to house criminals in this system and surrounding planets—— They would spend their entire lives working in the mines under prison.
As a transit station, Nathan VI naturally also has its orbital defense facilities.
In fact, after years of building bricks and mortar, the orbital station of Nathan 6 can already be called a fortress. It is attached to the orbit of the planet like a giant steel starfish, alert to any unfriendly gaze in the darkness.
Vice Admiral Konko used to be the captain of a cruiser of the Imperial Navy, until his battleship was seriously damaged in a battle, and he was thrown here to retire after he was "exhausted from old age" .
But he has never had the heart to "take care of his old age" and firmly believes that he will return to the battlefield one day.
Now Lieutenant General Conke is scanning the marks around him on the monitor, an armed transport ship, and three sword-class frigates. These are the only ships he currently has.
I heard that there have been some riots in the prison below recently. I don’t know what caused it.
But Konko didn't care.
The operating condition of the rail station is the most important.
Once any enemy appears, he will concentrate his strength to destroy it.
Konko has a high degree of hatred for aliens, especially the Eldar - it was a group of Eldar that damaged his ship, but they were Dark Eldar.
But he won't tell the difference so clearly. He just hates the Elf Tribe and hates them for taking away his opportunity to continue fighting on the battlefield.
Under his cold appearance, Konko is also looking forward to testing the powerful strength of this battle space station.
The thought stirred him up on his hard throne.
Then he brought his thoughts to the sound and moved his throat.
"How long will it take for the weapon systems to be fully tested?"
The Vice Admiral yelled.
The question was amplified by the brass wire amplification of the open-mouthed skull that formed the armrest of his throne, and the NCOs scurried back to their positions to assess the readings. Unsurprisingly, Chief Adjutant Jolen was the first to respond.
"Seventeen minutes and seven seconds, sir."
His voice came from the Meditator Department.
Conko snorted, an ugly growl coming out - clearly that damn boy wanted his job.
"Keeping the current level, I expect all weapons to function perfectly during subsequent fire tests, understood?'
"Understood, sir. ”
A neat voice sounded on the bridge, and then everyone became busy.
A smile appeared on Kangke’s scarred synthetic skin lips, but this expression did not last long. .
A separate security alarm sounded at one of the foretelling stations.
"What happened?"
A circuit station worker rushed to investigate with an underlying feeling of fear.
“What’s going on?”
The Vice Admiral yelled.
“Region 195 has just reported signs of compromised air integrity, which indicates that a certain area of the orbital station may have ruptured, but the impact will be minor.”
Konko evaluated the information in a heartbeat.
It is almost certain that this is the result of a collision with a piece of atmospheric debris or an unidentified satellite, but in any case, he will not ascend to the level if he does not have a thorough attitude towards solving everything. status today.
The operating rules of the orbital station specify how to deal with this situation.
"I want a complete divination scan of the vicinity."
He immediately ordered, and the bridge began to get busy.
"If something enters the fire coverage of the orbital station, I want to know about it immediately! The damaged area of 195 is sealed immediately, a safety draft and a report of the damaged control unit, who is responsible for that part?"
"Junior Adjutant Marui, sir!"
The second adjutant answered loudly and punched Jolen.
“Tell him that I want a thorough report on the situation within five minutes,”
Conco ordered in a deep voice
"And -"
Suddenly, he couldn't speak anymore because he felt something wet flowing down his lips.
He wiped his nose and saw a red stain appear on the back of his hand, spreading on his white silk glove, and then another drop of blood dripped.
At the same time another drop of blood hit the embroidered cuffs of his uniform.
"Captain?"
Someone asked nervously, and Konko looked up at the chief deputy standing in the audience.
The other person's nose is also bleeding.
For a moment, he became stunned and disbelieving as he realized that everyone on the bridge was suffering the same pain.
"The bridge is under hostile attack!"
This is the voice coming from the security chief, but the voices seem distant and dull.
Konko immediately tried to concentrate.
His thoughts were bogged down, weighed down by some strange, sudden lethargy.
He was vaguely aware of what the adjutant was shouting, and then he felt a sudden headache, accompanied by the intrusion alarm ringing through the bridge.
The old lieutenant general's body shook uncontrollably, and then he subconsciously grasped the armrest of the throne tightly, trying his best to break free from the dizziness and speak out.
His eardrums ruptured, but he already realized what had attacked them.
(End of this chapter)