Black Forest Strike, my light speed ship was exposed

"The auspicious instrument is inoperative."

"Long-distance travel is inoperative.".

"The weapon locking system is inoperative."

In the main control room of the satellite-class fortress, alarms and calls continued to be heard, filling the main and secondary communication channels.

Sigismund's eyes were grim, and the huge, broad sword was chained to his hand.

Abaddon boarded the satellite-class fortress, and realizing that he could not win on the front battlefield, he chose to force a landing.

"How is the void shield system?" Sigismund looked at the mechanical priest beside him and asked in a low voice.

The mechanical priest's bionic eye made a slight rotating sound, which was caused by the calculation in the skull affecting the artificial eye.

"We have not encountered any attacks and are still operating normally. The enemy has passed our shield and entered the fortress directly."

"Reality is collapsing." A psychic sensor monitor shouted, blood flowing down her face from her pale eyes, "We have lost contact with other units, and the enemy is launching an offensive against us."

Sigismund's face was solemn, and the sound of Abaddon breaking through the main energy pile came from the communication.

Ordinary Imperial Fists warriors are no match for this Son of Horus.

He must make a choice, only he can stop Abaddon.

Sit on the bridge or stop Abaddon "540".

Sigismund tightly grasped the giant sword tied to his hand with a chain, closed his eyes, calmed his heart full of hatred and anger, and took a deep breath.

"Connecting to the Falcon Fleet."

"Connecting." A communication tube responded to Sigismund, and then the news was not good, "The enemy cut off our psychic communication. The satellite fortress has superstring communication, but the Falcon Fleet is all old-style ships, and they have never been equipped with this communication module."

Hearing this, Sigismund suddenly realized that he had to fight alone.

"I will go to stop Abaddon. After I leave, you must close the hatch and hold it tightly. Don't let anyone come in, even if I am about to die in battle. You are never allowed to leave here."

Sigismund looked around at everyone and said to his adjutant.

"I will follow your orders." The adjutant said.

Sigismund nodded and then strode out.

Some of the Imperial Fists Legion soldiers wearing yellow power armor followed closely behind.

The remaining Imperial Fists soldiers closed the hatch and held on for help.

If there is help.

................

A giant fortress on the surface.

In the main information processing room, darkness came in silence.

This place has hundreds of millions of wires and sensor strips.

All the information of the entire fortress is transmitted and gathered here.

The men and women connected to the mainframe sat at their posts, listening and selecting information flows from different areas of the fortress.

They kept mumbling,Repeating the sentences and information that passed through their brains.

There are no pure intelligent machines in the Empire.

Pure intelligent machines are prone to code tampering and become hateful intelligence.

The Empire uses flesh and blood computers.

It uses the brains of various dead people as wetware for calculations.

These men and women connected to the mainframe are wetware and servitors.

Their job is to use their brains to process the information as quickly as possible.

The automatic copying machine clatters.

The information conduit flashes day and night.

This place is never quiet.

Any human who stays in this place for more than a day without protection will leave deaf.

Darkness arrives silently, with strange whispers and mockery of the living.

Suddenly, an information management servitor twitched.

The original action of processing data stopped, and the healing coming from the loudspeaker in his mouth stopped abruptly.

He shook his head as if he was trying to sort out his thoughts.

"Sakel......?" the servitor said in confusion.

It was as if he had heard this word somewhere in his mechanized brain, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.

"Sakel, Lord of Shadows......?"

The servitor repeated it, as if it was some special instruction, releasing some terrible virus.

The jeep beside him also twitched, then stopped, and a yellow light came on the host.

"Sakel."

"Sakel."

It was like some kind of virus, and this name was the virus itself, with strange power.

As the voice became louder, more and more servitors joined in, shouting this strange name.

The servitors spoke strongly and quickly, without paying any attention to their brains that were already smoking, and they were still repeating and playing this name quickly.

The lights flashed and the alarm rang throughout the control room.

A mechanical priest on duty walked over holding a mechanical scepter with built-in energy current.

His feet were transformed into tracks and mechanical prostheses.

A buzzing sound came from inside the skull, which was the sound of the logic operation module running at high speed.

The scene in front of him made him feel weird and confused.

"Sakel."

Accompanied by the scream of a mechanical servant, the huge information processing room suddenly fell silent.

"Start Emergency Protocol Article 201." The mechanical priest on duty made a dull mechanical binary sound.

Automatic guns and cannons ejected from his back, as if a dozen mechanical arms had grown from his back.

The infrared targeting system was locking on every suspicious place, and once the enemy was found, it would definitely give a thundering blow.

The mechanical servants who were busy working just now completely stopped.

They all closed their eyes and lowered their heads as if they were turned off.

FrozenThe mechanical priest walked into the hall.

The shut-down mechanical servants suddenly raised their heads and exploded together.

"Sakel."

"Sakel."

"Sakel."

"........."

Along with the voices of these mechanical servants, sparks burst out of the mechanical priest's head.

The remaining flesh and blood were completely burnt, and smoke poured out of his mechanical ears.

The mechanical servants also smoked, and their slowly melting brains and control chips were still repeating the only words they could process.

"Sakel, Lord of Shadows, it's coming, it's by your side."

"..............."

Silence enveloped the control room again.

The unprocessed data blocked the processor and buffer, and the dazzling alarm lights kept flashing.

After a long time, some data with a higher priority squeezed in and played on the loudspeaker.

"The fleet requests support from the fortress. We are under attack by traitors."

"The fleet requests support from the fortress. We are under attack by traitors."

".............."

The voice of the caller was filled with despair, but no one in the fortress responded. ......

The entire fortress seemed to be dead silent.

It was not just the fortress that fell into silence. The communication symbols of the ships and fortresses without the protection of Space Marines or Psychics were all extinguished.

The defenders were fighting against the constantly appearing demons or were trapped in nightmares and became hysterical.

The rebels paid an unimaginable price in exchange for the help of the warp.

This help allowed them to easily defeat the defenders with powerful technological power.

......................

Tara.

The Primarch of the Imperial Fists, Dorn, looked solemn as he looked at the increasingly dimming protection units.

Both the fortress and the starships encountered unimaginable civil strife.

People were driven mad by the nightmare entity and could not control the ships and fortresses at all.

"The power they possess is beyond our imagination." Sanguinius said, "Lusha did not deceive us. These monsters prefer to attack from the heart of the creature."

"Did he tell you the solution?" Dorn asked.

"He said he would build a batch of barrier facilities that can weaken and block these monsters. Vulkan and I were too anxious and left too quickly." Sanguinius shook his head and said.

"We are too passive. There is another war starting, and we know nothing about it." Dorn whispered, looking at the Prime Minister of the Empire, Malcador.

"Warp." Malcador said only three words, and everyone could feel the fatigue and distress in his tone.

"This has always been a war fought on two fronts. One is in the material world, the world of bullets and flesh. And the other war is outside the material world. There are things there that think they are gods., where only the Emperor is qualified to participate in the war.

"It is obvious that the Emperor is under attack and can no longer protect the solar system. Otherwise, no matter how much Horus pays, the daemons will never be able to enter the real universe.

"Can't you find out?" a fleet commander asked, "You have psychic power second only to the Emperor, you may be able to."

"No, I can't see. The warp is now filled with absolute darkness, and the screams with malicious intent fill everything, becoming thicker and thicker, and constantly exerting pressure. As time goes by, it becomes stronger and stronger.

"The two wars affect each other, and we may lose all our outer defenses." Malcador said tiredly.

"The Emperor is our wall in the warp. From the Webway War to now, he has been constantly consumed. The enemy calculated everything, from Magnus's stupidity to Horus's attack. "

Malcador's words made people feel sad.

Even with the powerful legions brought back by Sanguinius and Vulkan, they were suppressed by the enemy.

"Don't be so pessimistic. We are not without hope."

Dorn said, "Guilliman is on his way. He has weapons that can change the situation. All we have to do is hold on. Those lines of defense have weakened and dispersed the enemy."

"We just need to cooperate with the Emperor to hold on."

Sanguinius said, "The enemy doesn't have much time. They must win before Guilliman arrives, otherwise everything will be in vain. They will crash into the high walls of Terra."

"Let some soldiers retreat to Terra first, instead of letting them fight those invisible monsters in the starry sky and be consumed in vain."

Dorn opened all the communication channels.