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In the Imperial Navy's logic, charging into that level of turbulence is no different from sailing a ship directly into a star—certain death is inevitable.

Since the other party has already chosen to commit suicide, there's no need for the navy to go through the trouble of intercepting them. They can save some ammunition and have a couple more drinks.

The same scene also occurred on the black ship in the courtroom.

An judge, watching the resolute spaceship on the screen, coldly wrote a line in his notebook:

"The target has self-destructed, suspected of committing suicide out of fear of punishment. Case closed."

then.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, amidst the ridicule and incomprehension of countless people.

The New Bang crashed headlong into the raging purple storm.

……

"Boom—!!!"

The ship shook violently.

As soon as it entered the turbulent zone, the enormous energy impact caused the entire ship to emit a frightening metallic twisting sound.

The lights on the bridge were flashing wildly, and the red warning lights made the place look like hell.

"We're going to die! We're going to die!"

Zor clung tightly to the control panel, his mechanical eyes darting around wildly, muttering prayers to soothe the machine's soul.

Sisyphus, Bauer, and the others were so frightened that they crawled under the table, covering their heads with their hands.

Only Andy and Xiao Liu remained frighteningly calm.

Andy sat in the command chair, his body swaying violently with the ship's rocking, but his electronic eyes remained fixed on the data on the screen.

"Geller force field, strength 120%!"

"Port attitude control nozzle, ignite!"

Xiao Liu's voice echoed in the bridge, speaking at an extremely fast pace, with each instruction precise to the millisecond.

At this moment, the Xinbang is like a small boat sailing through turbulent waves.

Outside, a warp energy storm powerful enough to tear steel apart raged, and purple lightning bolts, like giant dragons, danced across the shield's surface, crackling and popping.

But strangely enough, the New Bang was almost completely unharmed!

The Gellé force field on its surface does not maintain a constant frequency like that of a normal spacecraft.

Instead, under Xiao Liu's micro-management, it changed wildly at a frequency of thousands of times per second.

Each jump corresponds exactly to a peak change in the energy of the external turbulence.

When a huge wave of energy crashed down, the force field instantly strengthened, like a hard shield blocking the impact.

When the tide recedes and a low-pressure zone is formed, the force field weakens instantly, and the spacecraft slides in, using the pressure difference to gain tremendous acceleration.

This is not confrontation, but leveraging each other's strength!

The New Bang wasn't struggling in the turbulence; it was surfing!

It rode on the crest of the energy storm, propelled by that destructive force!

The speed is getting faster and faster!

The conventional engine, which originally only traveled at near-light speed, saw its speed skyrocket to an unbelievable value thanks to the turbulence of subspace.

The surrounding purple nebula receded rapidly, turning into a blurry band of light.

"This feeling..."

Andy watched the speed readings soar on the screen, feeling the thrill of flirting with destruction.

"That's fucking awesome!"

This is true interstellar travel!

There were no mystical prayers, no fear of the unknown.

Only pure computing power, pure physics, and pure conquest!

As long as your brain is quick enough and your calculations are accurate enough, even a subspace storm will have to obediently act as a propulsion device for you!

"Entry window detected ahead!"

Xiao Liu's voice remained calm.

"Prepare to leave the turbulent area."

"The shield energy is transferred forward to prepare for reentry impact."

"3, 2, 1..."

"They've gone out!"

……

The middle section of the "Giant Mouth" waterway, 600,000 kilometers behind the blockade line.

This place was originally a peaceful void.

Sudden.

A large bulge suddenly appeared in the subspace nebula next to it.

Immediately afterwards, a purple lightning bolt tore through space.

"boom--!!!"

Accompanied by a violent release of energy.

A white starship, carrying remnants of warp lightning, burst forth from the nebula.

Its speed was astonishing, even leaving a long energy trail in the vacuum.

The moment it appeared, it had already left the blockade line far behind.

The Imperial Navy's monitor was completely dumbfounded when he saw the signal that suddenly appeared on the screen.

"Sir! Sir!"

"That's... that suicide ship!"

"It's not dead! It's out!"

"And...and it got behind us! It broke through the blockade!"

The captain finally lost his grip on the wine glass, and it fell to the ground with a "clatter".

"what?!"

He rushed to the monitoring screen and looked at the red dot that was moving away at full speed.

That red dot was more than three times faster than their old-model cruiser.

Chase?

What can we use to pursue them?

By the time they turned their ship around and warmed up their heavy engines, the other side had already flown to the next star sector!

"This...how is this possible?"

The captain muttered to himself, his face filled with disbelief.

"That's a warp current...that's a death zone..."

"How did they do that? Was that ship blessed by the Emperor himself?"

……

Bridge of the USS Shinbang.

The violent shaking finally stopped.

The view outside the window returned to calm, revealing a deep and cold starry sky, and the even wider and freer Colonus enclave ahead.

Gamma-9 got up from the ground and checked whether his prosthetic limb had fallen apart.

Sisyphus also crawled out from under the table, looking relieved to have survived the ordeal.

"We...we're out?"

Sisyphus looked out the window, his voice still trembling.

"Out."

Andy leaned back in his command chair, looking at the Imperial fleet that had been left far behind.

"And we are free."

He turned to look at the blue beam of light on the control panel.

"Well done, Sixth Brother."

"Standard procedure."

Xiao Liu's voice remained calm, but the blue breathing light flickered a little more cheerfully.

"Just standard procedure."

She emphasized it again.

Chapter 86 Port of Arrival

The main engine of the Xinbang has stalled.

As the plasma tail flame, stretching for thousands of meters, gradually dissipated, the pristine white starship glided into the tranquil void by inertia.

At this point, twenty-five hours had passed since the New Bond plunged into deep space.

After passing through the "giant mouth," they finally emerged.

Andy stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the bridge.

Ahead in the distance was a gigantic, ugly, and precarious city cluster floating in the void.

Port of call.

This place is very famous in the Warhammer universe, even more so than many hive worlds.

Because it is not only the end of the "Giant Mouth" waterway, but also the only gateway to the Colonus expansion area.

Any traveling merchants who want to make a fortune in the expansion zone, smugglers who want to transport alien artifacts back to the Empire, or fugitives who don't want to be checked by the Inquisition, must pass through here.

All ships entering or leaving the expansion area must stop here, either to resupply or to sell stolen goods.

"It's truly magnificent..."

Sisyphus, standing behind Andy, let out a heartfelt sigh.

This was his first time leaving his hometown and his first time seeing this legendary place.

Andy silently started the STC scan.

In his view, this so-called "void city" was an engineering marvel.

The landing port is not a complete space station.

It is an aggregate forcibly pieced together from dozens of giant asteroids, hundreds of giant starships that were scrapped at some unknown time, and imperial stone sculptures that are even larger than starships.

What connects all this jumbled mess isn't some sophisticated force field beam, nor is it a rigid connection bridge.

It was an iron chain.

Countless thick, outrageously large chains of refined gold and iron.

These chains stretched taut in the void, binding the asteroids and wrecked ships together to prevent them from falling apart under the influence of gravity.

In the orthodox architecture of mechanical schools, such a structure is considered blasphemous, a synonym for instability and danger.

Even a novice would feel like cursing when they see this design.

But in the port of call, that's the reality.

There is no unified gravity plan or unified atmospheric circulation system here.