Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 760 The Beast Tide Divides Up the Ramirez-Class Star Fortress

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The new district of Colony is located at Soscho Gorge, 4.13 light-years from the Grell Abyss.

The Ramirez-class star fortress Castledeger guards the gateway to the Starstrait.

A massive beast tide must pass through Soscho Gorge to enter the new district of Colonid.

Other areas are either blocked by subspace storms or have chaotic asteroid belts, with only scattered Orc ships passing through, posing little threat.

Soshor Star Gorge is the only waterway for large-scale passage of the Grell Abyss Orcs. By guarding this route, the Orcs will not pose a real threat to the new district of Kronid.

For nearly a century since the deployment of the Castledeg, the majestic Void Fortress has repeatedly repelled the hordes of beasts surging from the Abyss.

A piercing alarm suddenly blared in the central area of ​​the Ramirez-class fortress.

Gomez, a prophetic psionicist and think tank member of the Sixth Warband, examines the tactical data inside his helmet.

He strode to the divination table, lit incense, and placed his hand on the crystal ball.

Nine seconds later, the crystal ball still did not react.

Gomez ascended to the third level of Magnus's mind, freeing his luminous body from his physical form.

He looked down at the auxiliary troops, their pale red fighting spirit and deep black fear palpable.

The fighting brothers' proud, pale red fighting spirit and blue rational order.

……

Prophetic psionicists open their tightly locked minds and let their thoughts wander.

He drifted aimlessly in the mist, trying to catch the thread.

As his body of light gradually dimmed during the journey, Gomez began to feel tired.

He gathered his thoughts and allowed the body of light to return to his physical form.

Gomez stood silently for a few seconds before turning on his communicator.

"Company commander, I can't divine anything and can't provide you with any useful information."

"I understand." The company commander quickly hung up the communication.

Gomez raised his hand and pressed the start button, then pushed open the hatch.

Two mind-controlling servants stood guard at the door, one on his left and one on his right, following behind him.

Gomez strode into the strategic command room, and as soon as he entered, the image projected by the main holographic projector caught his eye.

Asteroid Fortress.

The haphazardly pieced-together engine hood, several kilometers wide, was deeply embedded in the bedrock, gleaming with an eerie scarlet light.

Gomez's eyes widened; the rugged surface was covered with massive railguns and mine-dropping machines.

The attacking asteroid fortress has more weapons than the one fifteen years ago.

The laser jets, shot from the southern quadrant, pierced through the void and struck the asteroid fortress.

The steam cloud shimmered and burned, and the threat vector plummeted.

Gomez strode forward, looking around. The officers were buried in the simulated sanctuary, the pillars surging with dense numbers and runes.

The servants and crew members nervously operated the switches on the console.

The clattering automatic radio receiver read out in binary language the enemy and friendly forces' strength, damage reports, and weapon firing plans in the void.

The technical priest would occasionally relay crucial information to the commander.

His gaze swept across the video screen, where endless torpedoes poured out from the central quadrant, hurling them at the green-skinned scrap metal fleet.

The brain of the think tank Gomez is calculating at lightning speed.

He approached the company commander and stated his calculations. "A powerful orc warlord, but his scrap metal fleet will still be destroyed by us."

“That’s right,” the company commander said. “The heavy artillery in the eastern quadrant is ready.”

"Enemy ships have entered firing range," the mechanical voice of the red-robed technical priest announced.

Each quadrant of the Ramirez-class Starfortress is equipped with a different weapon system, and three adjutants and the company's chief technical sergeant each command one of the four quadrants.

The technical sergeant team is controlling the eastern quadrant.

The recoil from the barrage of cannon fire was swallowed up by the majestic Ramirez-class star fortress.

The angry static electricity of the machine spirit surged in the main holographic projector.

The fluorescent light on the interface overwhelmed Gomez's world.

The light continued to shine.

As Gomez regained his sight, the orcish asteroid fortress had been torn apart.

The only traces it left behind were the void flashes and the dazzling electromagnetic pulses.

Gomez breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know why he hadn't received any enlightenment, at least the orc invasion had been defeated. "Alarm!" The tech priest's cold voice suddenly rang out.

"Threat vector escalates!"

"90.2, 90.5...94.13..."

The threat vector of a Ramirez-class star fortress is set on a 100-point scale, with a value exceeding 90 indicating a devastating threat to the star fortress surface.

The company commander stared intently at the main holographic projection. "Identify the source of the threat."

"Four orc asteroid fortresses," the tech priest's mechanical voice trembled slightly, "...six..."

Gomez's pupils widened, instantly engulfing the whites of his eyes.

Only the most powerful orc warlord in the Grell Abyss can possess an asteroid fortress.

Now, there are six... no, including the one that was just destroyed, there are seven.

“Eight seats…” The mechanical eyes of the Tech Priest flashed red.

"Threat Vector 100!"

The company commander quickly switched communication channels and shouted, "North District, all-out attack!"

Crack!

The lumen lights in the command room suddenly went out, and the automatic receiver spun limply.

The plasma weapon in the North Sector is the most lethal weapon in the Castledeger's arsenal; when operating at full power, it can instantly drain the immense energy pumped by the Punishment-class reactor.

White-green plasma energy surged tens of thousands of kilometers high, and intense lightning was visible to the naked eye.

Gomez squinted, his gaze fixed on the main holographic projection.

The massive cloud of debris gradually came into view in his obsidian eyes.

The asteroid fortress was burned to ashes, leaving no trace of its remains.

"Seven asteroid fortresses remain!" The tech priest's announcement was unusually jarring.

"Enemy attack!"

A scarlet sphere streaked across the sky like a shooting star.

The asteroid fortress crashed into the fortress-class energy shield, the explosion accompanied by alarms echoing throughout the command center.

"Northern shield shattered, 40.9 percent of area lost, impact..." The technical priest's announcement abruptly ended.

Rumble!
The Castledeger tilted and capsized.

A dark shadow suddenly flashed through Gomez's mind, and he shouted a warning: "Danger!"

The think tank raised his force field staff, and runes flashed on him and his two mind servants simultaneously.

A dazzling light suddenly shot up!
Rumble!
Another asteroid fortress crashed into the central region.

The dome exploded, and massive towers, bridges, and walls crashed into the strategic command center.

boom!
The tower crashed down on the company commander, turning the shadow of order into a dark phantom.

The sharp angle of the tower slammed into the psionic shield with a hissing sound.

Gomez saw stars before his eyes and blood was flowing from his mouth and nose.

boom!boom!
Both thought machines exploded simultaneously.

Gomez staggered backward.

boom!
A green-skinned man crashed into the crooked main strategic room, his mechanical pincers waving as he stood a head taller than Gomez.

Gomez drew his force field sword, and a faint light rose up.

Stab it!

A blue light pierced through the green-skinned mechanical right arm.

Whoosh!
The mechanical left arm pierced through the air and clamped down on the black armor.

The armor plates shattered, and flesh and skin flew off.

The green-skinned figures, holding aloft the corpse of the think tank, roared: "Waaagh!"

Orc raiders carrying crude rocket packs whistled as they landed all around.

They roared loudly.

"Virgil!"

"Waaagh!"

The beast tide divided up the Ramirez-class star fortress Castledeg, and the seven orc warlords roared as they charged toward different star systems in the new Kolonid district.

(End of this chapter)