Chapter 38: Between the elbow and the armpit, the ring within the ring.
"Sir, Vice Admiral Ollivander, the Admiral of the Escort Fleet, requests an audience."
"Let him in."
"Yes..." Otto, the imperial guard, walked out of the door after getting Calvin's permission.
It has been a week since the Grand Fleet left Ophelia 7 and its star system.
Considering the special religious status of this sector, the returning fleet did not rush to enter the subspace. Instead, it sailed in a parade mode, jumping intermittently between the large and small bishop worlds in the Ophelia sector.
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The current position of the fleet has reached the end of the star sector, centered on the central ecliptic of the Milky Way, exactly diagonal to the Ophelia galaxy, overlooking each other from a distance.
The fleet has now completed its plan to visit the star sector world and is about to dive into the depths of long-distance subspace navigation. Before officially entering the silent navigation state, it is absolutely in line with Vice Admiral Ollivander, as the fleet admiral, to come to listen to instructions.
Procedures and things that make sense.
Well, at least that's what it seems...
The doors of the office opened silently to both sides, and Calvin raised his head to look at the mortal who walked into the hall.
Otto seemed to be distracted by other matters. In the quiet office, there were only Calvin and the visitor, facing each other at a distance of more than ten meters.
"Good day, distinguished Lord Calvin."
Lieutenant General Ollivander stepped on the red velvet carpet and saluted Calvin from a distance of ten meters.
"Good day, Sir Ollivander, please get up. What's the matter? I don't seem to have a record of summoning you here."
Calvin put down the data tablet he was using to search for files, and the vermilion pen he used to annotate confidential documents in his other hand was also casually placed on the pen holder.
"Yes, I have taken the liberty to confirm with you about the fleet's itinerary, so I came here unexpectedly."
Ollivander lowered his head respectfully and answered Calvin's question with a steady voice.
"Oh, come closer."
Calvin watched Ollivander speak casually, without stopping the official work in his hands, and once again picked up another document that needed to be reviewed.
"Yes." The lieutenant general walked forward slowly, picked up the data tablet from his waist, and said to Calvin as he walked:
"The planned itinerary of the Grand Fleet at the next transit node has been calculated. Our fleet is scheduled to arrive in the Taras Star Sector in a week. After passing here, we will enter the boundary of the Terra Star Sector."
"Thank you, you did a great job. What about your problem? Where do I need to help you?"
Calvin expressed his appreciation for the smoothness of the trip, and after affirming Lieutenant General Ollivander's work, he stood up happily and walked around from behind the long table to the admiral in front of him.
The atmosphere in the hall was quite harmonious. Obviously, both parties, who had temporarily cooperated for this trip, were satisfied with the other's cooperative attitude.
"Sir, please see...this is Taras, and our position should be here now..."
Ollivander held up the data pad in his hand and handed it to Calvin, while continuing to explain to Calvin the various details of the dynamic star diagram on it.
Calvin also reminded the two of their class and normal etiquette without arrogance, and reached out to take the data tablet.
"Here? Well...a deserted world? Is there anything special about it?"
"Yes, there was originally a world of shrines belonging to the Imperial State Religion. In a subspace storm a thousand years ago, it was contaminated by evil spirits from Chaos and fell. All the shrines on it were destroyed and the population was plundered.
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"So..." Calvin frowned, looked at the general who walked up to him and lowered his head and asked:
"What should I pay attention to?"
After saying this, Ollivander happened to walk up to Calvin. He slowly raised his head and looked at Calvin's body with a crazy smile on his twisted face:
"You don't need to pay attention to anything. The most important thing for you now is to accept this greeting from the Lord of Tampering!"
Bang!
Boom boom boom!
The low sound of physical explosion was like a leather bag filled with liquid being trampled to pieces, intertwined with the huge roar outside the battleship's porthole.
When the blood mist caused by the explosion of blood-red flesh dissipated, Otto, who heard the sound from outside the hall and came over, looked at Alan Janus, the only person left in the room, and asked:
"Are you okay?"
After breaking away from the ten-day psychic disguise, Allen patted off the flesh and blood hanging on his shoulder armor and calmly replied to his compatriots in front of him:
"I'm fine here, everything is going according to plan."
The attack on the Angel of Punishment by the escort fleet outside the portholes continued, but this sudden attack failed to achieve the results they expected.
As early as a week ago, the Imperial Guards made unified adjustments to the servos of the weapon arrays on the six subordinate cruisers in the name of a code review.
The new macro shot table and the basic parameters of the light spear appear to be normal on the surface, but the most critical melee data has been destroyed by the underlying logic.
And when this war, which both sides anticipated, began, this prepared approach yielded unexpected benefits.
On the six polluted and corrupted Grand Cruisers of the Imperial Navy, the rebel weapons sergeant who had become mentally distorted personally controlled the weapons array on the battleships and launched a total of 12 rounds of macro cannons and light spears at the Angel of Punishment surrounded by the fleet in the center.
Compound strike.
But after the huge smoke and shock in the weapon array room, the officers responsible for sight correction gave results that were unacceptable to them:
None of the 36 huge macro-cannon shells hit the mark, and they all scraped against the edge of the Angel of Punishment's shield and rushed towards the dark deep space;
There were a total of 12 two- and three-seat arrays of different light spears, and 15 rounds of concentrated lasers were fired at close range, but only two of them grazed the Angel of Punishment's shield!
What is going on!
The already distorted appearance of the rebels underwent further changes under the stimulation of this unexpected event.
At least half of the rebels were punished for "failed conspiracy" and "accidental occurrences" to please the evil god. Because they were unable to withstand the power of chaos that was suddenly imposed on them, they were shattered in place and became unable to recognize their original form.
Egg of Chaos.
The rebellion within the Imperial Navy fleet was in chaos.
Countless key positions have come to a standstill due to the loss of the person in charge, and countless battleship equipment have been generated by these chaos eggs. After the broken sacrifice cycle ended, they began to have their own hateful machine souls under the corruption of chaos. p>
And 30 seconds after the first wave of ineffective strikes by the rebels ended, the two Astartes strike cruisers, the Angel of Punishment and the Maze, located in the center of the fleet, also began to roar and release the Emperor's weapons against the rebels.
of divine wrath.
The flashes of light spears and macrocannons shone inside the fleet, but the two sides that had already begun to merge were still moving forward according to their original inertia.
When in the unmanned galaxy ahead, the Manzeville point expected to be used for the jump appears in front of both parties.
After being urgently called up by Calvin, the Krieg fleet, which took 13 days to make a long-distance attack across the two major star regions, once again appeared in the subspace breach ahead in the eyes of the rebels with heart-rending fear! This rebel naval battle that took place on the edge of the Ophelia sector was unilaterally declared a victory by the imperial soldiers within dozens of minutes after it suddenly started.
On the other side of the distant star sector, a special war taking place on Ophelia 7 has just begun.