The Bizarre Adventure of Tartaros Fleet

As for finding a head to drill in again after the thing is done... This is really beyond the outline.Don't say it's too late, I want to rely on this soft brain like a brain... well, it's a brain, how can I break the skull and enter the body?

And now, it can't last much longer.All redundant functions are turned off, and the last bit of energy must be used to complete the final burst.If you can't succeed, the other companions will continue to work hard, and eventually one person will be able to reach the Lord of the Abyss.

As long as everyone goes all out...

It struggles to keep its 'foot', securing itself to the outside of the metal plate.

The roar of the engine set off a storm, the boat gradually rose, and a slight vibration swept the entire cabin.In this shaking, whether it is pain or fatigue, it can't feel it at all now, the only thing it can feel is the overwhelming drowsiness.The ground was getting farther and farther away, the surrounding barriers looked painful, and the heavy shell seemed to be dragging itself to the ground.

I can't hold it anymore...

The gastropod slowly began to lose contact with the metal plate, and it could see its final outcome - its own plan, its own sacrifice would become meaningless, and the only thing it could get in exchange for abandoning its life was a puddle in the muddy water Brains.

Not reconciled... If the body is still there, not to mention beating the chest and stomping the feet, at least it will crush the steel teeth.

But it's useless to be unwilling, and a strong will can't resist the weakness of the body.The light in its eyes dimmed, and it exhausted its last strength at that last moment, igniting the last faint psionic energy.

Absolen sat on the chair anxiously, the temperature in the cabin was very suitable, the most comfortable one, but the pain in his hands kept reminding him that he was not here for vacation, but a prisoner.He didn't know what would happen to him, and he didn't even dare to talk to the people next to him-it's nothing new to put someone next to the cell to eavesdrop on the prisoners. If I can come back alive, I guess it will be over after that.

What's more, what you say is more valuable than what you overhear... The value here refers to yourself.

Is this considered a betrayal?

Not sure.The frenzy of devotion had subsided surprisingly quickly in the past few minutes, and Absolun wondered why he believed him so easily.Although the Lord of the Abyss does feel powerful and stalwart, but that kind of fanaticism... In retrospect, it makes people feel horrible, and there is also a lingering sense of shame.

As if to dispel this emotion, he exhaled forcefully.

With this sigh that only he could hear, most of the sounds disappeared in an instant... Whether it was the roar of the engine, the collision of certain ornaments and ropes with the wall, or the painful cries of the injured companion from time to time, everything All disappeared in an instant, and only one sound remained in my ears... the rushing sound of the storm pouring on the top of the boat.

There was no vibration, no sound, which could be interpreted as whether the ship reached a certain height or something.Absolen has learned a little bit of aviation knowledge, although superficial, but he can still explain some things (I think).But the guy next to him whose leg was broken suddenly sat on the chair with a dull expression, his hands firmly pressed on the broken thigh, and his whole body was trembling constantly.No matter how you think about it, it is wrong, giving people a sense of eerie terror.

Before he had time to think about it, a sharp pain hit his brain.Something...like a group of snakes...was awakened in the depths of Absolon's mind, and it was pounding hard on his brain from the inside out, trying to make a way out.He felt that his eyes were about to burst out, but even if he wanted to cover them with his hands, he couldn't do so. His hands were completely uncontrollably pressed on his thighs, and the broken bones on his forearms made crunching sounds due to the pressure, which was terrifying. The pain was driving him crazy.

It was black in front of my eyes, and lines of various colors danced on the black background, as if I had squatted for too long and suddenly stood up and my head was dizzy.But this time the lines are not chaotic, they seem to come alive, dance, sometimes move away, change into different patterns and fall apart, and finally form the familiar picture in the memory.

At the bottom of the abyss, a huge eyeball pokes out from a bizarre crack.It stared at itself, just like last time, with the gentleness and kindness of a grandfather.

Help me, boy, we'll all be saved, you and me, and the world...

This voice resounded in the depths of his brain, like a ray of light, suddenly dispelling the darkness in front of him.

A nervous smile appeared on Absolen's face, and the saliva formed white foam and sprayed out from between his teeth, and flowed down his chin to his neck:

"Okay, master, you can take everything you want from me."

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Hikari looked at the small boat that had climbed to almost the same height as the barrier, and suddenly felt the hairs on his back stand on end.It was an unquestionable psychic reaction, it wasn't even a psychic power for one person, it was like a complex of many things - this wasn't an illusion caused by my excessive mental pressure, it was almost at the same time, the sensors all around sent out alarm.

Powerful spiritual response, the location is on the rowing boat.

"No way..." The team leader's face froze, and he turned on the communication and shouted, "The rowing boat!! Stop ascending!! Report the situation!"

[Spiritual energy is reflected outside!The dead angle of the monitor at the right rear of the cabin! 】The driver's voice was urgent, and he decisively closed the conventional one-way shield 【Is the psyker hanging outside? !Did no one watch it just now! 】

Of course I saw it!If there is really something as big as a person lying outside, why can't you see it?Is it true that all the people below are blind?Even if all people are blind, all kinds of sensors will not fail to take pictures!

But it was useless to complain now, the team leader tore off the electromagnetic rifle from the deputy's weapon hanger, raised the gun to aim - in the picture of the sight, something that absolutely should not appear on the hull suddenly appeared.

It's like a sea squirt stuck to the bottom of a boat. It's not as big as a volleyball. Under the stone-like shape, there are flesh and blood tissues unique to living things.It stretched out a large number of tentacles, which were buckled on the shell like a blooming sunflower, and purple light shone on the outside of each tentacles, looking like some kind of marine life with luminous properties.Just when the muzzle of the gun was pointed there, two shiny eyes suddenly bulged out from under the shell, and they met with the team leader.

Those are human eyes, or rather, human eyeballs.

"That is……"

"Fuck!!"

Without hesitation, he aimed his gun at the monster that looked strange no matter what, and squeezed the trigger forcefully.The projectile waiting on the metal track was accelerated within a hundredth of a second, tearing the rain curtain in a dazzling flash, and smashing hard at the alien stuck outside the hull...

Chapter 931 Chapter 836: Out of Control①

The 'Hammer Spark' heavy electromagnetic rifle is a medium and long-range weapon commonly used by Marines of the Wrath Regiment.Although its power is lower than the particle beam weapons represented by the Volgo cannon, it has a longer effective range and excellent penetration ability. Its 25mm caliber allows it to use various types of programming in addition to conventional guns. Shells can achieve good strike effects on high-speed flying targets, behind bunkers, and targets in buildings.

And it does a lot better than the Volgo in this bad weather.You don't have to worry about the steam explosion in the front, and you don't have to worry about the particle beam escaping. You can shoot without hesitation after aiming.

That's what the Captain does.

A heavy and high-speed bullet flew towards the monster stuck on the outside of the boat, and the air wave from the bullet easily split the rain curtain, bringing up a cone-shaped water wall that flashed past, leaving a few meters away at the end. The place exploded, throwing dozens of small metal projectiles forward.An iron rain of shot and prefabricated fragments hit the monster.

These shotguns can penetrate a [-]mm homogeneous steel plate at a distance of [-] meters. If it was a heavy tank that exceeded [-] tons during World War II, it would have to lie down after being hit by a single shot-this is not just about leopards. formula only.The heavy rain of steel splashed a lot of sparks on the armor on the side of the boat, dozens of impact sounds merged into one, combined with the sound of explosions and spread out in the rain.

The outermost layer of armor was punched with a series of small holes in this blow, and iron filings and steel sheets were jammed in the middle compartment and missed the crew compartment.But the monster that looked like a sea squirt at the impact point was not crushed... A layer of spiritual energy shield flickered once, although it only lasted for half a second before going out, it successfully formed a buffer , greatly reducing the velocity of the projectile.The shot that went straight for it finally cracked the outer shell and shattered one of the eyes.

The fragments cut several cracks at the top of the brain tissue, and the liquid from the eyeballs sprayed on the armor plate and mixed with the rain.The monster quivered violently, with a quivering texture and color reminiscent of peach-flavored jelly.

Obviously, for this guy, this is already a serious injury, but in the eyes of the shooter, it is a situation that is enough to make people shout 'shit'.

It clearly does not intend to sit still.

There is obviously some equipment in this aircraft to suppress psychic energy. Even if there are nearly twenty captives in it trying their best to burn their brains and burn their lives to pass on psychic energy to themselves, they can only receive this little bit. It's as difficult as sucking something out of a flattened plastic yogurt bag.

The yogurt bag after drinking can be thrown away directly, and it doesn't matter if the little bit left in it is wasted, but if I don't squeeze out the last bit of psionic energy, then my life will be completely wasted.

As for the people inside, they are also very supportive of their actions at this moment, at least at this moment, they are indeed voluntary.Before the next shot came, it tried its best to eject itself with psionic energy.The boneless organ lumbered over the harmonic shield, spinning and falling.

The reaction of the pilot of the rowboat was not uncomfortably fast. He controlled the huge machine to rise rapidly, sliding sideways like an ice ballet dancer, and the turret below quickly rotated to point at the thing that was falling at a speed far exceeding free fall , but before it could fire, it disappeared into the mist at the entrance of the cave and disappeared from the fire control system.

It can no longer see anything in front of its eyes, but it can still feel the raindrops around it, and the shells with killing intent.It was as if these things were wrapping itself, and it kept going down, down—consciousness began to blur again, but the anxiety was gone.I am falling, and there is a great existence waiting for me at the bottom, there is a warm place, and it is the destination of everyone... including myself of course.

The machine gun continued to shoot downwards according to the previous calculations of the fire control system until the gun body overheated and had to stop. When the fire line disappeared in the air and the heat of the gun barrel was transpiring in the rain, there was only deathly silence in the communication.

Something successfully passed the blockade in a way that everyone couldn't understand. Even if everyone reacted immediately, they still couldn't stop this guy.

"Is the psychic suppression system in the boat not working?!" Hikari shouted, her voice trembling a bit, "It was absorbing psychic energy from those captives just now!"

[It's working, but those captives...] The driver felt his throat was a little dry, just behind a wall, all the captives' vital signs had stopped.Everyone's head was steaming, their heads were drooping, their eyeballs burst, and tissue fragments flowed out of their eye sockets and noses, dripping silently on their laps—it was like throwing their brains into a microwave oven for a spin. Two circles [Those captives overloaded their own brains, and the psychic energy of eighteen people resonated after coordinating, forming a psychic energy burst in a small area... AMF did not completely prevent it, and a little bit was leaked out. 】

"Now? All dead?"

[Hmm... It's similar to roasting brains, and now those crazy doctors may not be able to analyze anything. 】

"***!"

Got tricked?Or is it because everyone underestimated the weirdness of the enemy?The squad leader leans towards the latter.Regarding the detention standard for the cultists, everyone set it up two levels according to the standard of the psykers who attacked Oregana before. This suppression field can even allow a dolphin belonging to the 'choir' to be inside. They couldn't even make their eyes glow, or let the ordinary armed officers of the Space-Time Management Bureau stand in it for punishment.But on the one hand, he didn't expect the opponent to have the trick of self-explosion, and on the other hand, he didn't expect the head structure of the psyker here to be similar to that of Sazabi.

There are many uncomfortable things on the battlefield, such as being killed by flying bullets, being suppressed by the enemy's numbers, being unable to win the artillery battle due to technical and equipment reasons, being pierced by the roundabout enemy when busy in frontal combat Buttocks... There are many such things, but the most powerless thing is that you think you have made complete preparations, even beyond the necessary level, but the enemy's means are more than you think. higher level.

This is not bad luck, and it might be able to prevent it again, but it is considered wrong from the beginning-an irrefutable failure, and there is no other way but to swallow it.

After returning, we have to think about installing safety valves on every prisoner transport ship.The team leader gritted his teeth, turned on the communicator, and while enduring the panic and sadness in his heart, he mechanically reported what happened here.

Because the enemy broke through the line of defense, the intelligence blockade was opened at least sixty hours earlier than originally planned.For this, I can't absolve myself of the blame... But now I don't even have the chance to redeem myself, because the next battle will only happen in the universe, and it has nothing to do with a marine like me.

Sure enough, the officer on the other side of the communication didn't say anything, and all he got was the order of "continue the previous work at the same place, and be ready to receive new instructions at any time." After this simplification, there are only two words of "standby".

And almost at the same time, another communication link has exploded——

[The transfer station has responded!It is detected that the newsletter has been sent!repeat!It is detected that the newsletter has been sent! ! 】

It was like a siren, announcing the sudden deterioration of the situation to everyone in an instant.

On the bridge of the Tiamat, Liu Lizi rushed in with strides, shaking Oregana who was leaning on the captain's seat to eliminate the accumulated fatigue:

"Boss, something happened."

Many times, a few simple words have the powerful magic power to wake people up instantly.

Oregana opened her bleary sleepy eyes, and after only blinking, her hazy eyes became sharp:

"Which side?"

She has long been prepared for this combat mission, and she will hear the words "something happened" at least once-it is never possible to have only good news in such things as war.The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. A plan drawn up a minute ago may become a piece of waste paper a minute later. It is also a common occurrence that the originally planned subtle tactics become debris flying in the wind due to emergencies.

What a good commander should do is to quickly find a way to eliminate the impact of emergencies on the entire battlefield after "something goes wrong".

"It's the Abyss Vertical Well..." Liu Lizi said, sending the sorted news to Oregana's mind as she spoke, "The other party used the method often used in adult kung fu movies, relying on small boats to transport prisoners around Passed the barrier. The Marines reacted quickly, but it was still too late."

"?!"

To be honest, this is really beyond my imagination.

Looking at the image information recorded by the marines, in various senses, the marines' reactions were astonishingly fast, but the reaction speed of that brain flower was even faster than them.Oregana had never seen such a nimble brain - it even used a layer of shield and a layer of armor to help itself resist the damage of a headshot.

Was it anyone's fault that this happened?Maybe there will be, but this is not a question that His Excellency the Legion Chief should think about now.The most urgent task is to figure out the changes in the situation and decide what to do next.

It is a question of what level of intelligence the cultists on this planet have.

Judging from the observation level of the locals, the other party knows very little about the fleet deployed by Tartarus in this galaxy-considering the particularity of this galaxy, there may be two or five boys everywhere, so the diplomats did not disclose it. Any specific news, the only thing the locals see is an aircraft carrier.After all, just relying on this, the entire planet can be suppressed. If it weren't for the abyss vertical well here, this battleship would not need to keep at an orbital altitude where it could immediately support.

If there is no accident, this battleship is the only definite information that the other party can get.

But what the enemy will analyze from it is not clear-this involves not only logical thinking ability, but also imagination.Wanting to estimate how good the dark worm's imagination is... This is simply talking in sleep. (cover face)

"...How come they can play all kinds of tricks!" Oregana sat up, injected a nutrient injection into her neck to let the brain recover quickly, and the indicator lights on the neural interface lit up one after another. Woke up, got up and looked as if the system was turned on, "What happened after the communication was sent? What's the response from the bug?"

This is a way to look at the level of brain power from the side - the reason is very simple, if the other party feels that this place is in a big crisis, they will send a lot of bugs buzzing over to sting those who dare to approach the nest.And if you think it's just a small group of people, you probably won't send a large army...

She tried to think about it by substituting herself into the local dark worms. The worms here have been in a state of chaotic confrontation/combat. Unmarked warships that suddenly appeared on her farm have a higher probability of being judged as hostile forces. Spies or thieves may even be free individuals who wander outside and do not belong to any ethnic group.Because when the scouts investigated the other four swarms, they all detected that the other party had at least one civilization, and there were indeed space station facilities for intelligent races in the surrounding galaxies, even if there was a small fleet Nothing strange either.

Judging from this point of view, the dark worm is very likely to judge the observed warship as an infiltration force of hostile forces.

"One mothership class and six heavy aircraft carrier class entered the transition posture after the communication arrived, and the monitoring probes showed that they were looking for the induction signal from the communication station," Liu Lizi's statement provided support for this idea—— Just a certain amount of support.One mothership class and six heavy aircraft carrier classes, this is an extremely small force.Although I don't know if the enemy didn't pay attention to the ship, or simply wanted to send scouts to check it out, but in short, this is good news:

"It is estimated that we will leave in a few minutes. Do we need to destroy the communication station?"

In the next communication window, the Essex Chapter Commander said:

"It's useless. If the communication station is destroyed, the opponent's tension may be full at once. Although I don't know what kind of information they received, but judging from the number of troops dispatched, they don't pay much attention to it—— So our goal is to stall for time and let it get there as late as possible."

Her thoughts are the same as Oregana's.

Smashing that 'Saint Quartz' can indeed cut off the communication, but cutting off the communication itself is sending a message.The communication station is destroyed in a short period of time, which is to release the hostility directly to the enemy.Now the opponent only knows that there is a boat here, and has made a decision that may be wrong. If they show hostility prematurely, it will only make the enemy react faster.

Now we must not let them react too violently - the key point of this battle is time, the time to pull the train, the time to make the planet .zip, the time for the dark worm to react and launch an attack... If the first two go fast, That would be the victory of the Consolidation Department, and if it was the latter who walked faster, it would be the victory of the worm.Now the first two are halfway there, and the bugs are just starting to go.

Therefore, the arrival time of that team must be delayed as much as possible.

"How to do?"

"Starting from Xiangliu to reach the four hundred stars, you need to go through three jump points." Oregana projected a star map, and pointed out three galaxies on it. "Here, here and here, they will borrow the infected small Planets are used as beacon points for rapid maneuvering. Probes are placed 'backside' of these outposts, broadcasting complex random spatial coordinates at low power, mixing these coordinates into the outpost broadcasts."

This is a concealed and easy-to-use method. The fluctuations in the subspace will distort the broadcast, mix the data next to it, and finally form a turbulent flow that interferes with the sensor, making it difficult to lock the beacon at a long distance.From the receiver's point of view, this situation is very similar to the 'tide' phenomenon that occasionally occurs in the warp, and it hardly arouses suspicion.

Essex nodded and replied: