Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

The Imperial Navy in the galaxy is not idle either. Their mission is to intercept and destroy enemy warships that come to support them.

"What it is?"

As the jump ended, a fleet of the Odisius Empire collided head-on with three moon-class cruisers above the planet Kot.

"What taste? Why would anyone put a church on a battleship?"

The leader of the black orcs began to command the warships to launch an assault. In their memories, warships like this were generally very heavy and heavy, and would only disintegrate like pieces of mud under the fire of their warships.

"Enemies found! Get ready!"

The captain of the Glory, who was equipped with a prosthetic eye, spotted the orc warship in the distance and immediately prepared the two warships for battle.

"All Macrocannons! Light Spears! Prepare for battle!"

Captain Driss of the Glory looked at the orc warships in the distance and began to take command.

"For the Emperor!"

Accompanied by the shouts of the crew, the Glory began to approach the enemy.

"Fire!"

The shining spear of light sliced ​​open the warships of the Odisius Empire and destroyed them as easily as a hot knife cutting through butter.

"Quick! Load ammo!"

A small mountain of macro-cannon shells was stuffed into the magazine and then fired.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Seeing the macro cannons firing like a sea of ​​meteorites in front of them, the Black Orc commander quickly began to issue orders.

"boom!"

The order was given too late, and in just a few seconds, more than a dozen warships on his side lost contact.

"Retreat immediately!"

The black orc looked at those own warships that turned into fireworks and hurriedly ordered.

"Sir, our engine has failed."

A soldier from the Odisius Empire shouted in front of the commander in a hurry.

"finished"

The black orc slumped in his seat and looked at the panicked people below. He quickly took out his gun and shot at the ceiling.

"How unbecoming is it to panic!"

The Black Orc commander scolded the other Black Orc soldiers.

"Request support from the Second Fleet immediately. Everyone take up arms to prevent the enemy from landing! Stick to the cockpit!"

………………

"May the Emperor bless you"

A missionary held an incense burner and performed aromatherapy and prayers around the members of the Navy jumping team who were preparing to board the ship.

As the prayers were completed, hundreds of members of the Navy Jump Team neatly walked into the Shark-class assault boat.

The Shark Assault Craft is the Imperial Navy's standard assault craft used for ship-to-ship boarding operations.

The Shark assault craft is usually 55 meters long and mainly consists of a large engine and an armored troop compartment equipped with magnetic clamps and hot melt explosives. It is used to break through the protection of void ships and deploy troops directly to enemy ships.

There are eight Shark assault boats in a squadron, with a total of 8 people in a squadron.

The captain of this gang-hopping team is Colonel Hank. As a macho man who once faced off against chicken thieves in the cabin, Colonel Hank naturally chose a shotgun.

"This type of weapon is unrifled, low-velocity, and uses clips or pumps to feed ammunition. It is suitable for use in small spaces. Compared with laser guns that can shoot accurately at long distances, shotguns are more favored by armed personnel."

Captain Hank explained to a newly minted Navy petty officer at arms.

"If I were you, I wouldn't choose a bolt pistol."

Hank looked at the new sergeant who was excitedly holding a bolter with a golden double-headed eagle and reminded him.

"Attention, sailors!"

Captain Driss's voice sounded on the radio.

"Here is Captain Driss's speech. Our ship has entered the combat position. Before you enter the boarding ship, I will read out the precautions for gang jumping operations again. You must ensure that you complete the mission alive! May the Emperor bless you!"

"Damn, this guy always has to compare words before jumping into a gang."

"Oh, by the Emperor, I swear! If you don't shut up your stinky mouth, Karl, I promise to give you two big mouths after your mission is over!"

"Boarding an enemy ship, even if the ship has lost power and can only float, and all the weapons systems on it have failed, is still a dangerous thing."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" A soldier who jumped into the gang complained below.

"Teleporters often transmit inaccurately, and you will find yourself fighting through a labyrinth of narrow passages before reaching your target. The enemy may have already prepared for gang jumping, and you will have to fight against well-equipped defenders. Fight a tough battle. If you find that you have been mistakenly teleported into space, on behalf of the Tech-Priests, I would like to express my deep apologies. Don't panic. Please follow the "Emergency Procedures for Falling into Space" issued by the Ministry of Military Affairs. Follow the instructions above to perform self-rescue..."

"You can only believe half of the news from the Ministry of Military Affairs. You don't really think that the technical priests will rescue you, right? At most, they can just retrieve your body."

Hank was obviously a little bored listening to Driss' nagging voice, so he simply put on earplugs and started organizing his equipment.

"Sir, what do you mean you can only believe half of the news from the Ministry of Military Affairs?" The new noncommissioned officer just walked up to Hank and asked.

"The Ministry of Military Affairs will tell you that a small group of enemies is coming. You just need to make sure there are enemies. As for the small group? Don't believe a single punctuation mark!"

After listening to the finished speech, Hank stood up and shouted to the soldiers beside him.

"Okay! We don't have to listen to that idiot now! As a veteran who has survived the War of Vigilance Star, I will tell you the landing rules again."

"After boarding an enemy ship, immediately form a combat team with your comrades to ensure maximum mobility in the ship environment. Use the ship's facilities as cover as much as possible, aim your weapons at the enemy, and then shoot! Use grenades and heavy weapons sparingly. Weapons to avoid hull damage!”

"Although the battleship belongs to the enemy, we still have to stay inside for a while. I don't want to see anyone being sucked into space!"

Hank talked about his own experience. His ability to survive gang-hopping battles again and again depended not only on luck, but more on his own experience.

"I reiterate it for the last time! Don't try to escape! Don't do anything to blaspheme the emperor or the machine spirit! In the absence of the political commissar, the sergeant major will perform the duties of the political commissar!"

"Alright! Boys! Break everything that's not human into pieces! Start gang-hopping!"