novellk Chapter 284 Invasion
Chapter 284 Invasion
Chapter 284 Invasion
Njili Freeport, as a large human settlement that has been cultivated in this area for a long time, has achieved a considerable degree of self-sufficiency under almost impossible conditions, relying on the oppression of tens of thousands of people in the lower strata and relying on ship transportation from other areas in this space domain goods.
They mine materials from various asteroids, assist in transportation, and even replace the empire's small artificial satellites, and the holy bones and bones in them to provide correct subspace travel assistance positioning for people traveling on the empire's borders.
Therefore, this behemoth in the void can rely on its huge commercial and armed capabilities to actually control the entire surrounding star system.
And this genius idea was born out of planning for more than a thousand years by the imperial female admiral who once actually controlled the free port, Rod von Dodo and her "Fon" family.
Therefore, she is a well-known celebrity, and the privateer bill she proposed made Freeport almost a pirate headquarters, and gained an armed force far superior to other worlds, and based on this, she continued to expand her advantages.
But no amount of glory and success can change their powerlessness in the face of the red pirates. Before the Sun Lord's revenge expedition began, the admiral's solid defense made him a thorn in the side of King Blackheart.
In an almost decisive battle, the flagship of Njili Freeport was destroyed by the Black Heart King's car, and Rod von Do was also supervising the battle on it, so his whereabouts were unknown. Afterwards, he was recorded as dead, and the "Fon" family was also killed. The brutish merchant dynasty ruled by the wandering trader Bendertar fell to the staff of the Red Corsairs.
The good things that were born under the leadership of the empire have dissipated in today's violence and oppression. This place used to be the outpost of the empire's development, but now it is the place where the red pirates run amok.
Adventurers, free captains, mercenaries, wandering merchants, and many concepts of romance and violence have always had two sides. If the core of the free port once ruled by the admiral is the pioneer, then it is now a complete terrorist and violent machine.
Things have always had two sides, pioneer camps are it, violent pirate bases are the same, under those complex surfaces no one changes one thing, that is a free port doesn't actually have the magnetic field of a planet, where the gravitational force of the universe pulls out The Mandeville point, because it is man-made, is surrounded by a metal circle in the void.
But it is not a commercial route, it is only built for the placement of adventurers and as a midway supply.
In other words, those asteroid fortresses simultaneously represent an extension of the entire Freeport, serving as blood vessels and limbs, using their firepower to escort various ships while providing pirates with strongholds to threaten other worlds in the star system.
It is also the existence of those fortresses that ensure that Freeport can carry out supplies, distribution, and logistics at low cost all the time. In this dark No.40 millennium, the longer the travel, the greater the risk. In the absence of the Mandeville point as the core of transportation Under this circumstance, the time risk of normal sailing approaching several months is significant.
The trade routes from the outermost edge of the nearest star system to the free port are all due to the constant distribution of those diligent fortresses, and the transportation of countless small ships.
Behind this system that seemed extremely advanced in the dark forty thousand years, there are asteroid fortresses in various places that are like shrunken weak empires, highly autonomous, highly independent, controlled by various people, and it is not Enjili who enslaves them. , but what is called profit.
Therefore, this is a highly centralized but fragmented system. Those asteroids plunder wealth by relying on interests and the reputation that the Freeport protects. The Freeport relies on strong control to maintain centralization. Poor world in a star system.
However, this balance is very fragile and easy to break, which is why Freeport is focusing on expansion this time. He, the owner of the port, wants a pirate empire similar to the maelstrom, and can challenge the empire.
Under such circumstances, Alan Bayer, who was gradually approaching the first asteroid fortress, was on the bridge, looking at the endless void, and was disturbed by the captain's words. "What do you think of the Admiral of Freeport?"
For the first time, he asked about nobles who usually don't like to talk about it. The captain has always regarded himself as a member of the navy or a simple captain. It's not that Alan Baier has never asked him about his family, but he can only answer his own name But he didn't mention the last name.
"Those from the old Feng family?" Alan Bayer was quite surprised about this family. If the noble behind this family really existed in ancient Terra, then it is almost as old as the emperor, but in view of this dark With the great changes in human civilization at the end of forty thousand years, he even believed that this behemoth that had almost mastered Pangea was actually a "deceitful person".
It may be a translation problem, or it may be a name taboo seen in the historic site, but this "Feng" did bring him back a little bit to the past, so far away, so far away that he can't remember clearly, maybe he also used passers-by at some point The tone commented on the many stories of this family on ancient Terra, but now, except for the names of several big countries and two wars, he can't remember other historical details.
Therefore, he hardly wears colored glasses for evaluation. "Pirates, the power used by the Feng family, how should I put it, the foundation determines the upper echelon. After they use the pirates to complete their grand plan of power, I no longer think they can get rid of this curse."
"The red pirates are just accidental external forces. It would be the same without them. One day this free port will be overwhelmed by mixed forces, because its strength is based on unstable external force. It may be a merchant dynasty, or it may be Is it a powerful pirate group, or an alien invasion, of course including the current one, heresy."
After Alan Baier finished speaking, the captain just put his head back to his working position, and then answered indifferently, even indifferently. "Yeah, it's going to be like that, a bunch of stupid guys."
"Compared to this, do we have a plan to break through the fort defenses?"
Alan Baier shook his head. "I don't have much to do except projecting the landing ship. Originally, I wanted to rely on the powerful deployment capabilities of the space fighters to occupy the area and then smash down the Imperial Guard to stabilize it, but now it has been completely disrupted by the subspace storm."
the captain replied. "But that would bring a lot of death."
At this moment, Alan Bayer just continued to look at the void. Those things are not important to this huge universe. Except for gunpowder, death, war, and sacrifice, there is nothing important in this world. He just watched the giant ship slowly move towards forward.
Sub-light speed is not considered fast in this universe. It can be said that it is just crawling. Not having the Mandeville point is both a curse and a gift, because it can effectively hinder the progress of the enemy. In the dark and boundless universe, the silence of navigation is stretched for a long time , and another few hours passed, which felt like days, to banish the boredom, and the suffocating silence.
The entire bridge now only has the low breathing of the engine, buzzing, buzzing, only the sound of the thinker array calculations, beep, beep, chaotic and full of order, silent and extremely noisy, in the void far away from the stars, human beings The eyes are no longer of practical use, and the senses are reduced to nothingness.
Nowadays, only the powerful psychic powers of the navigator and the astropath can guide the ship forward. Eyes or words in the traditional sense are no longer effective. Therefore, unlike the ground war, the battle on the battleship is quite fragmented. That is impossible. Detected by the naked eye, abrupt and empty war.
Just like that weird sense of separation, the rapid roar and the irritating noise appear in the black universe as always. There is no flickering fire or huge enemy ships, just a faint light on the display of the dark green holographic divination instrument. Focused dots of yellow light.
"It's not red, it's not Mechanicus or the enemy, and it's not green, a friendly friend of the empire." Alan Bayer, as a commander, can approach and observe, he thought for a while. "A civilian ship?"
"Little Wanderer class guy." The captain spoke with a relaxed tone.
Alan Bayer just subconsciously opened his tactical tablet and called the information repository on the linked battleship, or the thinker array, because he had never understood civilian warships, and now he must be vigilant and understand those things in this situation.
And soon, he got the answer.
The Vagabond Class Merchant Trader is a very common cargo ship model in the Empire's merchant fleet. It has a wide range of uses and can transport a variety of goods and even people, which makes them very popular among poor charter captains.
Although inconspicuous, it is very reliable, and it is also equipped with small arms to fend off pirates, and in many skirmishes to keep those unlucky ones back unscathed, the smaller body allows more mobility, and is more capable Toss and turn in transportation.
技术规格：竖向2千米，横向0.4千米；重量800万吨；船员约1万8千人；重力加速度2.1g。
But doubts soon came. This is not a reasonable waterway. This area is neither the nearest nor the safest, but it is the most hidden. The charter captain will definitely not choose this place. Those people are restricted by the empire. , so as to ensure the stability of commercial transportation and taxation.
Therefore, Alan Bayer didn't understand why this little guy sailed here, but he already had a rough idea of the answer in his heart.
the captain asked. "Do you want to communicate with them?"
"It will be exposed, forget it, their detection distance is not far away, and we are at the top of it." Alan Bayer asked. "Can we get close and launch the boarding assault craft?"
"It's very simple." The captain lowered the hull without hesitation. Under the operation of mobilizing thousands of people, the huge hull slowly approached obliquely downward, but this "slowly" is actually for the huge universe. explain.
In the case of benchmarking, the speed of that poor wanderer ship is like the tortoise in the tortoise and the hare, and the call of the tortoise surpassing the rabbit is impossible in reality.
After a few rapid accelerations, the little thing first appeared to the naked eye. It was a monster like a giant pipe organ, floating in the void like a church organ, with blue flames emitting from the stern. The two small macro guns used as weapons, and the captain couldn't help but say that it was hard for him to imagine what it would be like to shoot the enemy with only frontal guns.
But soon his words were fulfilled. The jumping troops filled with elite imperial guards were launched from the flames. The bright flames flickered. The front, the warehouse, and the tail broke through in three directions. Because of the lack of artillery fire, those people could only watch them do it, and they dared not and could not resist.
Then the good news came as no surprise, and it didn't take long. The soldiers of the Imperial Guard were like flames burning those sawdust-like enemies, but more often than not, those people just threw their helmets away when they saw the members of the Imperial Guard. A, the automatic guns are scattered all over the place.
In just a few hours, this merchant ship has completely become something of the Imperial Guard, and according to reports, the interior of this ship is more narrow, most of its space is used in warehouses, typical commercial transformation, and even internal The crew is not full, just the level of supplies and resident personnel barely traveling far can also explain why they are so slow to approach the Imperial Guard.
Afterwards, Alan Bayer asked to speak to the captain or the person in charge, and the person who talked to him was also very interesting. She claimed to be the captain of the imperial charter who was transporting medicine, and she could pay enough tolls, and emphasized again that she did not disobey Lord Bendertal's wish is only that the route is blocked and the channel has to be changed.
And the voice transmitted through the radio sounded young and sharp, which made him quickly realize that it should be a woman on the other side, and of course it could not be ruled out that it was a sissy pervert from Slaanesh.
In contrast, Alan Baier yelled loudly. "I am Elan Baier, Warlord of the Star Forces, the commander of the Fourth Skadi Infantry Regiment, the governor of the Skadi planet, and you, as the charter captain, actually help the evildoers!"
The person on the other side also immediately changed his attitude, but he was actually very polite in the first place. After all, any normal person would know that someone who can move around in an Imperial cruiser must not be messed with.
But the name Alan Bair is already well-known, she immediately answered wisely. "You misunderstood me, I am not a legitimate businessman, what I said just now was just a bad idea, if I knew that what I met was the great Sun Lord, the king of Skadi, I would definitely not make people tongue-dropping like this discourse."
She also emphasized that this guarantees that her next sentence is true. "I'm a cold trade economics person, and I'm transporting a batch of medicines, and I'm very familiar with the situation in the next fortress and this area. It must be useful, and it will be very useful!"
"Cold trade economic man..." Alan Bayer nodded, and translated it in his mind as "smuggler" or "smuggler intermediary", but only focused on alien goods.
He was a little ironic, but asked again. "What exactly are you transporting?"
The woman hesitated for a moment before answering. "Alluvial Tincture"
Alan Bayer didn't think it was surprising. Obviously, men needed this thing at any time, and according to Gutera, it was a strong yang medicine made by the Eldar.
But more than her small business, Alan Beyer is now more concerned about how many soldiers and equipment her boat can transport... because he wants to use smuggling to bring the soldiers in!
(End of this chapter)