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This made the White Scars warrior's brain freeze. He didn't understand why the Extreme Warriors had become such an incomprehensible existence.

He had heard of the wealth and prosperity of the Five Hundred Worlds, and knew that the Extreme Marines were wealthy and powerful, but he had never imagined that they were so wealthy.

"Then what is the main function of this Hera planet dock? Some new type of warship? Or some kind of void fortress?"

Gantula asked tentatively, but it was obvious that the questions he asked involved sensitive confidential information.

This is not something a small robot servant can answer.

[Insufficient authority, unable to answer]

Gantula didn't feel surprised, he just became more curious in his heart.

The space elevator quickly took them from the branches of the dock to the real trunk.

Only then did they discover that the interior of this magnificent man-made dock, which was comparable to the size of the moon, was mostly hollow. The intricate network of energy pipes and supporting structures created a large space, providing conditions for the construction of various projects.

In the core area of ​​the dock, some powerful energy source beyond their knowledge is continuously supplying energy, and on the side of this satellite-sized artificial giant structure facing the star, a terrifying light beam that can be easily seen with the naked eye is shooting from the direction of the star.

Those seemed to be some huge focusing mirrors located in space. These mechanical mirrors, covering hundreds of thousands of square kilometers in size, collected the energy of the stars, refracted and focused it at the right angle, and then transmitted it to the Hera planet dock with low consumption through high-energy lasers.

"These Macragges are harnessing the power of a star, using its energy and temperature to melt something stubborn."

Cleaver recognized this stellar furnace-like device, which was obviously prepared for forging something.

There were very few people active in the dock on this planet, at least it was nothing compared to the foundry that Clifford had seen on Mars.

There were no mechanical servants, no workers and technicians in work clothes working hard, and even a few technical priests of the Mechanicus wearing Martian red robes were seen.

There are automated unmanned machines everywhere. They don't look like highly intelligent abominable intelligence, but rather like some mechanical creations with low-level intelligence.

"I think this place must be to your liking, my friend." Guntula said to Iron Hand, and the latter nodded slightly.

Iron Hands was like coming home. No, it was more comfortable than home.

After wandering around for half an hour, Guntura finally met someone who might give them an answer.

At the entrance of a space elevator, the mortal who had once met Lord Guilliman in his audience room seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Gantura remembered his name: Roshi, as Lord Roboute called him.

At the same time, White Scar also learned the other party's identity. This seemingly ordinary mortal was actually the Primarch's most trusted mortal advisor.

These tall warriors, still wearing Mark-type ceramic steel armor, stopped at the door of the space elevator. The leader, Guntura, leaned forward slightly and placed his right hand on his chest to signal.

"White Scars, Guntura. Nice to meet you."

The words and deeds of these Chogoris warriors all have the style of grassland nomads. From his somewhat strange bun and the winding scars deliberately left on his face, Luo Xi can feel a sense of familiarity.

Space Mongols.

After the Space Romans like the Ultramarines, Roche once again saw these beings that had long disappeared in the long river of history.

"Nice to meet you." Luo Xi responded with an ancient Chinese courtesy. Seeing this scene, Gangtula's eyes flashed and he was surprised.

"Are you from Chogoris? Apart from Chogoris, few people would understand this."

Luo Xi shook his head. Chogoris? He is a genuine Terran. Calling him a Chogoris is a bit against the will of Heaven.

"These are not important. Next, let me show you the new battleships that are being built."

Chapter 159: Differences in Space Naval Warfare (Please subscribe and vote)

Chapter 159: Disagreements in Space Naval Battles This meeting with the White Scars could not be a coincidence.

Roche was very busy. Even though his main body was still in Sosa, working on cracking the Faros with the warsmith Dantioch, he still used the power of this alien technology to keep an eye on the affairs of the Macragge galaxy.

The production base on Mustafar is carrying out large-scale production every minute and every second. Although his participation in the specific links is not required, Luo Xi needs to adjust the production plan based on the feedback received.

When productivity reaches a certain level, production plans also need to be adjusted and changed at any time.

During these two years, in addition to spending a lot of time on the improvement of power armor, anti-psychic research and other fields, this planetary dock located in the orbit of Mustafar occupied a lot of his energy.

Guilliman was in great need of space forces. The Space Navy, which was originally ranked among the top of the eighteen legions, lost more than half of its forces on Calth. Despite the emergency production of the Adeptus Mechanicus and the overall redeployment within the Five Hundred Worlds, the Ultramarines still needed more warships.

Faced with Nobi Guilliman, no, Roboute Guilliman's frequent urging, Roche was also overwhelmed.

This Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds is the type who will fleece a sheep and will not stop until it is bald.

Thus, the Hera planet dock came into being. In fact, this giant dock, the size of the moon, was itself derived from an STC template for manufacturing large ships.

In order to provide this STC with sufficient energy and materials, Roche built hundreds of thousands of space mining ships and almost emptied the scattered metal materials in the asteroid belt.

Those mining ships, like space locusts, would tear apart the meteorites with fragmentation rays, and then the magnetic devices inside would continue to collect precious metal minerals.

Today, two Terran years later, this STC has finally built a planet-class dock capable of producing space battleships that meet Roche's expectations.

It took two years to lay the foundation, and it would take even longer to produce warships using these docks.

In fact, it does not take so long to produce the battleships and cruisers that are now in service in the Five Hundred Worlds. Those ships can be produced like dumplings by simply building a small dock at Roche, and the production speed will be determined by the industrial speed of the raw materials.

But producing those backward and barbaric sampans was just a waste of resources for him, and he could produce better starships.

Quality is more important than quantity. Just like the Amaterra battle planet he created, although it only took a few months due to the tight schedule, it still achieved gratifying results.

And Roche took the time to meet these White Scars warriors because they were all veteran officers with extensive experience in naval warfare.

Their experience, knowledge, tactics and strategies all play a very important role in the subsequent production of warships.

Luo Xi prefers that equipment adapt to people rather than people adapt to equipment.

Although he was able to produce powerful enough warships, he didn't know which one was most suitable for the empire.

"Nice to meet you, son of Chagatai Khan, Eagle of Chogoris. You are both experts in space naval warfare. I need your valuable advice."

Roche started his speech with some polite greetings. Although he had just dealt with these White Scars warriors, he had already noticed the difference between their personalities and those of the Extreme Warriors.

The sons of Chagatai, just as they are known for having little presence in the empire.

When they are in an unfamiliar situation and with strangers, they behave extremely quiet and solemnly, just like an uninhabited wilderness on a grassland.

Although the leading Captain Gantula behaved in a friendly manner and did not seem to be arrogant, there was always a hint of arrogance in their eyes.

They are by no means as barbaric and vulgar as rumored, and they have a strange tradition of leaving scars on their bodies.

But these White Scar warriors did not refute at all, but simply ignored the nonsense and prejudice of those ignorant people.

It is not that they are humble and do not care about these prejudices at all, but that they believe in their hearts that the sources of these prejudices are not qualified to judge them at all.

How could the eagle care about the opinions of the ants? They flap their wings and soar above the sky, treating everything with equal indifference and arrogance.

"Our opinions? Can you be more specific? Questions that are too broad probably won't give a sufficiently objective answer."

Gantula did not directly throw out those clichés and words of experience, but patiently let Luo Xi elaborate on his speech.

The huge planetary dock they saw whetted their appetite, and now that Luo Xi was right in front of them, they took the opportunity to try to find out some information.

"The Empire's warship series is extremely complex, with a vast range of distinctions in both size and type."

"But if we look at it as a whole, it can be roughly divided into three categories: the first category is the largest number and the largest battleship type, including small frigates, light cruisers, and some larger battle barges, strike cruisers, Moon-class cruisers, Retribution-class battleships, and the largest Glorious Queen-class battleships."

"The second category can be divided according to their functionality. Unlike battleships that rely on macro cannons and light spears to kill enemies, the main attack method of starships represented by Emperor-class battleships is the attack aircraft carried by the ship, such as Fury interceptors and Starhawk bombers."

"The third category is the void fortresses characterized by saturation firepower. These are often extremely large and can be classified as warships. They are far superior to other types of naval forces in terms of both attack and defense, but their worrying mobility is far behind."

"Just like the Phalanx in the hands of the Seventh Legion, it is more like a void fortress than a battleship."

What Luo Xi said almost covers the vast majority of imperial warship categories.

And although these three types exist side by side in classification, in reality it is the first type that accounts for the vast majority of naval ships.

What the human empire admires most are giant warships and cannons. In Roche's opinion, in the dark universe of the 31st millennium, humans are still using the ancient tactics of the Age of Exploration.

The two sides exchanged firepower and damage, but the black powder shells were transformed into macro cannons and light spears with even more terrifying lethality.

The most important means of defense for a battleship is the void shield. This defense system, which can transfer super-speed weapons directly into the subspace, makes each battleship tough and durable. Only after overloading the void shield can the enemy's attack truly affect the battleship itself.

Gantula listened carefully, and Iron Hand beside him was also immersed in it. They were thinking about how to answer Luo Xi's question.

They had already sensed the importance of the conversation from the atmosphere. This was not just a casual chat, but a conversation about the future focus of naval power.

"The mainstream of the empire at present is definitely the battleship faction. Large-scale void naval battles require battleships to have sufficient defense capabilities and sufficient firepower to fight against them."

"But battleships don't necessarily have to be heavy armor and big guns. The Glorious Queen-class battleship Bladestorm of our White Scars Legion is an exception."

When the Fifth Legion's proudest flagship was mentioned, Luo Xi clearly noticed that Guntura's aura became excited.

It was like a violent storm blowing across the silent grassland, and all living things were trembling in fear under the grassland storm.

"Speed, speed is the soul of a warship. The power system of the Bladestorm is twenty times larger than that of its sister ship. Its acceleration is much faster than many light warships of the Empire. It was precisely because of this maneuverability that we were able to successfully break through the encirclement of the Alpha Legion in the Battle of Sondax."

"Based on the strategic style of our legion, we prefer highly maneuverable battleships. If you want advice from me, this is our suggestion."

Gantula's answer was not much different from what Roxi had expected. Speed, speed. The White Scars were a legion that pursued speed, and everything had to give way to speed.

"In that case, please follow me to Dock No. 3 to take a look at the warships that are under construction." Luo Xi showed a mysterious smile and led everyone to the space elevator in Dock No. 3.

Chapter 160: The Legend of the Fastest Galaxy

"What I want to know is how many times this conversation has happened between you and me."

In the space elevator leading to Dock No. 3, the White Scar warrior hesitated for a moment, but still expressed his doubts.

"Many, so many that I can hardly count them." Luo Xi answered honestly.

In addition to the White Scars Legion, he had already conducted a research report within the Ultramarines Legion, but the findings of the XIII Legion were not eye-catching.

What the Extreme Marines pursue is the ultimate quantity. They even feel that it is enough to only manufacture old-style warships that have been tested in war, and the construction of new warships can be postponed.

"Our extreme cousins ​​are like this. They follow the doctrine of the mean and never pursue extremes." Guntula even knew the thoughts of Confucius on ancient Earth, which made Luo Xi feel that this white scar warrior with a strong oriental style was more friendly.

"The Ultramarines' fleet ranks among the best among all the legions. They seem to know everything, but are not particularly proficient in anything." The White Scars' evaluation was very objective, and this is indeed the impression of the Ultramarines in the eyes of the Imperials.

"Also, what I want to say is that you who are in front of us now are not your real self, right?" Gantula said.

After some communication, he felt that he could get along well with this mortal advisor of Guilliman, but he felt that Roche's behavior of not coming in person was somewhat disrespectful.

"Yes, my real body is currently in a place with inconvenient transportation. I am communicating with you in the form of a projection."

"The reason why we can illuminate the subspace is related to the place where I am now."