The Bizarre Adventure of Tartaros Fleet

I can only say, take your time. Recently, because of the discovery of the halo world and the exchange between the two sides, more people are applying to the Department of Archeology and Cosmic Biology of the Naval Academy.The cause and effect relationship is very clear——

It was said in the news that there are so many ruins over there, whether they are on the ground or in the sky.

The Ministry of Integration will definitely send people to investigate, but there are only a few scientific expedition teams, and everyone is familiar with them.If the scientific expedition team is mobilized to go there for archaeology, what about the original ecological planet exploration and archaeology here?The talent gap is huge!

In general, these two majors will definitely be popular in the next ten years!Next is the century of archaeology and biology! However, people who do not include the star ring community, their first goal is always to repair the ring belt of their own home. Maybe they can find some inspiration after watching the shield world of the forerunner.

After all, the only thing that can compare with that Xinghuan is the space-folding Dyson sphere in Requiem.

This batch of students will graduate in about four to seven years, although it sounds a bit long, but this job will really not be finished in a while.

"However," Oregana adjusted the screen to the end, pointing to the dark swarm of worms, "Are there any other worms in this world now?"

The shock wave that scraped through the subspace gave the dark worm fleet a heavy blow, and now there are many corpses around here, but since there was a heavy aircraft carrier that ran out and grew a bunch of earthworms, it is not difficult for people to go to it. Lenovo, will there be individuals with better defense capabilities who rushed out of this sea of ​​death alive.

After all, they really didn't die on the spot.

It's like playing a shooting game. If the kill mark didn't pop up, and you didn't see the opponent being knocked down, then the gun could appear anywhere you can imagine-the higher the degree of simulation Games, the more this happens, not to mention reality as the goal of 'simulation'.

Dalia Pinata, the pain kid who has been silent all this time, said in a low voice:

"The dark worms haven't caused trouble for 10 years. To be honest, the possibility that they still have the ability to cause trouble is very slim, right?"

But her companion Tatura Stramonim Lien immediately raised an objection:

"But the reason why they don't cause trouble may be that they simply can't find the target of trouble? The intelligent creatures in this world have almost no subspace projection, and the dark worms can only rely on carpet search if they want to find it... the dark worms The method used by the Flood and the Devil to detect intelligent creatures is exactly the same. I don’t think it’s a pure coincidence, but because of this, they can’t find intelligent creatures. And during the 10 years, some At least 9 years ago, everyone was still knocking on stones, and there was no electromagnetic wave going out."

It is almost a consensus that primitive biological groups are difficult to find.The mermaids of the past on Gonmyrtle are a good example - the scanners missed the fish tails on the first scan.

Take the geological history of this world as an example. The eruption of the Toba super volcano in Indonesia 7 years ago directly brought the world into the Ice Age.The head of the think tank had just been stocked on the earth at that time, and the primitive man who had hammered the stone for almost 3 years almost didn't need to think about the problem of whether the mantle was not the mantle. The total number of humans remaining in Africa during the Ice Age was about Shrunk to about a thousand people. 1 years ago, the Younger Dryas event, it took only ten years for the average temperature of the earth to drop by seven or eight degrees, which lasted for thousands of years, another wave of heavy hammer, the number of ruins, the height of civilization dropped sharply, and the population experienced another wave drop.

In the past 10 years, the number of intelligent life forms like human beings has only become visible in the last millennium or so, and...they have no warp projection yet.If the dark worms are targeting intelligent creatures to attack, and those targeted intelligent creatures have no subspace emotional reactions that can be detected, and there are no lights or cities on the planet, then you can’t see anything unless you force your face arrive……

"At that time they couldn't find the target, but now it's different. The seal set by the forerunners has begun to loosen slowly, and it's only a matter of time before the consciousness of intelligent life is re-projected into the subspace, and the beacon will light up again soon. .”

But Dahlia Pinata doesn't quite share this notion:

"But 10 years is long enough for the dark worms... If that number of worms survived in a universe for 10 years, then this world will be completely different from what you see now The same. Dark worms can lay eggs, and simple value-added does not necessarily need to be an ecological planet. Facing a silent universe, these worms can lay eggs everywhere, and the dark worms are so powerful that as long as they can do that The extent to which they will do it." She concluded by saying, "If they don't do it, it means they really can't do it."

"Well……"

The communication between the two sides fell into a short stagnation, and at this moment, 76 said:

"I tend to still have living dark worms. After all, the one in front of us cannot be said to be completely dead." She explained, "Maybe some injured individuals have fallen into a long-term dormancy, or they may have lost parts of their bodies. Functions, such as spawning, or even hyperspace capabilities, are slowly healing or drifting aimlessly. We don’t have the ability to conduct a large-scale hunt across the galaxy or beyond. Just in case, we still anchor semi-permanently Type detectors are better."

"By the way, show this hopeful video to everyone?"

"That's it. I'll leave these things to Beria and the others. Let's get the new equipment ready first, and then go back to the Fortress of the Skullmaker." Oregana stood up with a happy expression on her face. "Someone with experience is going to tell us how to deal with matters of faith."

"Good thing, but there is one thing you have to remember."

"What?"

"Don't mention those words to him."

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Chapter 1096 Chapter 127: What is belief?

Sergeant Jeta, a member of the Marine Corps, pushed open the door of the station chief's room, and a strong smell of tobacco came to his face.

The station master, Major Fyodor Ivanovich, was leaning on a simple chair and smoking a cigar, with a half bottle of Scotch whiskey next to him—smoking and drinking in non-restricted areas, and violating two military disciplines at the same time. That's great in the front line.But here itself is a relatively remote place, there is nothing around except routine supplies, and few people care about such 'small details'.

The bearded man cared a lot at first, but after taking a sip of the vodka sent by the supply captain who had a good personal relationship in the third year, he didn't care anymore.But because the quantity of this kind of indulgence is always very, very, very, very small, so he just tasted it, and only drank a little when something good happened.

The only time when the second one let go and mumbled into the bottle was the night when the news of the victory in the Battle of Reach reached here, and the noon of the day when the news of the disintegration of the Star Alliance came.

During the war, the work of this remote multi-purpose (temporary anchorage + outpost) station was basically that the Covenant came, sounded the alarm, enforced Cole's regulations, and then tried to drag the Covenant as much as possible, and then it was gone.A platoon of Marines, two Pelicans, and ten anti-aircraft guns, this is all the armed forces of this outpost, and in most cases, they can't even buy time.But as long as you don't touch the enemy, you can live safely until after the war in a state close to being forgotten-this is the current situation.

"I heard that a ship is coming, Colonel Ivanovich." Sergeant Jeta adjusted his wrinkled military uniform. "Is it a supply ship?"

Major Fyodor Ivanovich waved his hand, he didn't even put the bottle away—

Well, this means it is not a supply ship, and there is no routine inspection.

"It's the ship of the Consolidation Department, Sergeant." Major Ivanovich explained, "They came to install the sensor, a very powerful alien creation. It is used to track the dark worm, and it has other uses."

Not far from the porthole, a golden spaceship with an arc-shaped bow is opening the side hatch and throwing something out of it.That ship didn't look like a battleship. Sergeant Jeta glanced at it with optical equipment. It only had the most basic anti-aircraft guns on it, and it was much smaller than the combat ship of the Consolidation Department in the record. It looked about the same as the recent The firm-class frigates that began to equip the fleet are almost the same.

He watched as the thrown components gradually formed into a ridiculously large thing in the light at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the length might be four or five cruisers connected end to end.It seems that it has exceeded the level of the sensor, and it has directly become a super-large space station... But the painting is really not very pleasing, it is obviously a new thing that is still being built right in front of you, but it looks like it was made from scraps. It's like picking things up in the field and putting them together.

The external structure is like scaffolding. If you investigate carefully, you will find that there are actually stairs inside—the kind of iron stairs that are often seen in honest processing factories.

"This is... the latest technology from the Ministry of Consolidation?"

"It looks quite old, but according to the information I received, it is indeed a cutting-edge high-tech equipment. The M-type economical front-line control tower is quickly anchored and formed with superb nano-expansion technology, and can deploy a radius of [-] kilometers. Force field defense, even a CAS-class warship cannot quickly break through the defense. The internal energy core can support an entire basic defense system. The internal self-circulation system is very good, and the living environment is also very good. It also has super-light speed communication capabilities. "Major Ivanovic casually handed the electronic board to his old friend who had been squatting at the outpost with him for several years. I called my family when I was not on duty, how many years have you not hugged your wife?"

"Fifty-eight years."

Sergeant Jeta felt a tightness in his throat. He was born on Reach, and his family was there.He knew the changes in Reach over the years—although the scope was only in his own small home.

He had just had a daughter before he set off. For the first four years, Jetta fought with the fleet, chasing or being chased by the Star Alliance. He won battles and suffered serious injuries that nearly killed him. It's my own family.For more than ten years, he can only communicate with his daughter with a delay of several months or even longer through the screen.And his parents, in the video data of those storages, he watched them grow from their prime years to graying temples, and every time he could see new wrinkles crawling up their brows and cheeks.

In March of the beacon fire company, the family letter was worth ten thousand gold, and as for the dialogue, of course there was no one.

At that time when the battle report came, when he saw the line that reached Star was attacked by the Covenant Alliance, he almost lost all hope, almost fell to the ground as if his spine had been pulled out, but then... the feeling of joy as if he had been saved from a desperate situation was his life. I can't forget it in this life.Everyone is fine, and they are all still waiting for themselves to go home.

Now that the war is over, changing the guard and retiring from the military, which were unattainable during the Great Siege, is no longer a dream.After retiring, I can open a mechanical repair shop in my hometown-this is an old and stable industry, and I can spend the rest of my life in peace and stability.

As he thought about it, he flipped through the information in front of him—how come Type A, Type G, and Type C are all normal, but the control tower of Type M is so strange?Is it a matter of artistic style, or is it deliberately lowering the cost?Since "economical type" is mentioned, it is probably to reduce the cost, right?

but……

Sergeant Jeta suddenly realized a problem:

"Defense against dark worms? Is it the thing that the Consolidation Department is fighting? Do we also have it here?"

This concept came recently. Looking at the information is like watching a horror science fiction story, but even the combat records and information it carries do not seem to be forged.Although it is said that after the Star Alliance and the dark worms conquer a planet, all creatures on the planet will die, but it is obvious that the method of killing people by the dark worms is more terrifying.

It was like something that would only appear in a nightmare.

"It is said that traces of their past activities in the Milky Way have been found, so the Consolidation Department hopes to install sensors on some nodes here just in case."

"This... I haven't heard of this thing since I was born, do they really live here?"

Major Ivanovic's beard moved, and he said in a low voice:

"No one had heard of the Star Alliance before the accident on Harvest Star in 2525."

"This is really bad."

Sergeant Jeta gasped.The major's words are well-founded. Things that haven't appeared in the past don't mean they won't appear in the future. Human beings have understood this truth at the worst price.Will the dark worm come?Is the UNSC ready to deal with the Dark Worm now?All these problems cast a shadow over the new life he was looking forward to after the war.

As if to ease the boredom, he grabbed the whiskey on the table and took a swig before Major Ivanovic could react.

"Hey! Drink so much! Be careful I send you to the brig!"

"Then we'd better go in together, remember to bring a deck of cards."

"Hmph...forget it." After a long time, Major Ivanovic sighed, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "Come and have a drink with me."

"Suddenly so generous?"

"I've always been generous."

Major Ivanovich uncorked the bottle, took out two plastic cups, and poured four centimeters of liquid into each of the cups—this is quite a lot:

"I hope good luck will always be with us. If one day, those things come and the UNSC wants me to return to command the battleship, then you have to come and be my marine captain."

"Hopefully not one day." The sergeant held up his glass. "But if there is one day... I will definitely come."

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When Oregana returned to the Skullmaker Fortress, she found a tall bald man on the fishing platform.

He was wearing a white robe, with golden tattoos all over his head, and a faint golden light lingered all over his body, showing the appearance of an accomplished monk.Many cats are surrounding him, standing or lying down, looking lazily.This 'monk' was hugging the cat and petting it gently, with a half-finished manuscript still open on the laptop in front of him.

In the upper left corner of the file window is the Book of Lorgar, followed by a series of numbers, but because the numbers are too long, there are only ellipsis behind them, and I don’t know which chapter it is.

It's obviously a Primarch, but it feels like an online writer who hasn't saved his manuscripts. Even when he travels, he will bring his notebooks and manuscripts... And who is his editor?Could it be possible to use the gate of the subspace to call for manuscripts?

"Yah! Oregana!" Not far away, Nyarlathotep was standing up from the grill, putting down his shovel to wipe the sweat on his forehead, "You are finally here! We ate some meat from the pond. fish."

"That... Naiyako, she just..."

Shinhiro and the King in Yellow both showed embarrassing expressions next to him - this man brought his family with him.

But it's not a big problem. It's better to say that raising fish and growing vegetables is for people to eat.

"It doesn't matter, as long as everyone enjoys the meal. Is there no lack of hospitality?" She sat opposite to the 'Eminent Monk', "Mr. Lorgar, please stay safe."

In the past, Oregana met Lorgar a few times when returning to the subspace to report on her work, but she didn't speak a word. This bald-headed 'monk' lingered in a hurry.Kahn said that this person was rushing back to write the manuscript. Originally, Oregana didn't believe it. When he fought against the Ultramarines in the past, the book of Lorgar had written more than 9000 volumes, and it still hasn't finished yet. How good are you?

Facts have proved that the Primarch is worthy of being a Primarch.He kept the daily watch until now, even the few times when he was seriously injured.

After he saved the manuscript, he pushed the computer aside:

"I love it here. And the cats, they remind me of the past... people don't want to talk about. I also remember that in the days when everything looked good, Robert would sometimes take His son goes to Prospero. He and Magnus can talk long, while the cats of Tizca surround the demigods."

No matter what happened afterwards, it was a very precious memory for Lorgar Aurelion.Many Primarchs of the Chaos factions were able to re-examine their relationship with the Emperor, and this has become something that they will never mention—except for Angron, even if he has gotten rid of the Butcher's Nail Controlling, but still hating his creator.

But soon, Lorgar turned his attention to the new Khorne demon in front of him:

"I won't talk about that today. I heard that someone is building a city for you?"

"That's right, we're in a very complicated mood right now."

Lorgar's voice is soft and powerful, full of reassuring magic power - this is not some psionic operation, but his own temperament:

"What's your own opinion?" he asked. "Like... what are you worried about? I guess it's not just a matter of personal preference, is it?"

Following his direction, Oregana thought for a while and said:

"Well... if they do this, we don't know what the UNSC and the Sword of St. Helios will think. It may destabilize the entire area."

Lorgar nodded:

"It makes sense." He said patiently, like a teacher taking questions from students, "When the old religion has just been judged as a lie, the birth of a new religion will make people uneasy and vigilant, and the target is precisely this The leader of a new force that pops up from time to time. I can understand...what else?"

It's as if these questions have been prepared all along and are going to be asked to someone else.

And in the past years, he has thought a lot by himself.

So Oregana felt that she only needed to tell the truth: