Chapter 357: Oath

The perception of time by all things usually depends on the cycle of individual existence. Human beings as a member of the galaxy and even the vast universe are no exception.

But the complexity of civilization gives them more perspectives to experience:

In the operation of a behemoth such as a battleship, countless people often have no idea of ​​their role in the war when they complete their tasks. From a global perspective, it is even more difficult to perceive the scale of time and the gap between individual battles.

The naval battle had begun for half an hour, and after several rounds of exchanges of fire, the distance between the Grand Fleet and the Chaos Fleet continued to approach.

The high-energy lasers of the light spears illuminated each other between the two fleets, and the nuclear flash of the Nova Cannon also continued to light up in the vacuum of the universe.

During this period, the empire's fleet did not suffer any substantial losses except for some armor-level damage due to shield overload on some warships;

On the other hand, the situation of the Chaos Fleet is much worse.

The numerical advantage of the imperial fleet is too obvious. Under the concentrated fire of more than a dozen warships, the sirens on the warships almost never stopped.

The shields of the six warships were all without exception, and all suffered serious overload incidents.

But this is still not a decisive damage. The balance of war seems to still have room for wrestling. Although the heirs of Alpharius are worried, they also seem to see the possibility of survival.

But they are not blindly optimistic, because they all know clearly that the real naval battle has not yet begun.

Once the fleet enters the shooting range of the macro cannon, the fleet, as the most powerful weapon platform of human civilization, can display its true killing skills.

Situations such as fighter plane bombings, torpedo strangulation, and macro-cannon fire will fill everyone's eyes. Even the cruel and bloody gang-hopping wars that the Astartes are best at will have a chance to appear...

Two more hours passed, and when they arrived at the orbit of the third planet in the Ophelia galaxy, the large fleet with absolute firepower advantage took the lead in turning horizontally and cutting into the galaxy.

At a distance of less than 6,000 kilometers, the Imperial Fleet completely brought the remaining five main ships of the Chaos Fleet within the range of the broadside macrocannon.

Such an operation is undoubtedly a tactical adventure of fleet commander Tabers. Its advantage is to maximize the firepower advantage of the entire ship, skip the rhythm of the naval battle over the long trial, and advance to the bloodiest climax in advance.

The risk of doing this is that if all enemy ships cannot be destroyed within the time when the battle lines meet, then when the large fleet completes its turn, the enemy will have enough time to break away from the battle and escape into the subspace.

The Chaos Fleet also noticed the fleeting glimmer of hope on the battlefield, and they headed in the opposite direction to the Imperial Fleet's array line.

The distance between the two sides was further shortened. When they entered a distance of 4,500 kilometers, these space behemoths roared again and used dense light spears to carve molten scars on each other's adamantine armor.

The battle between the frigates was even more fierce. While they were shooting wildly in an attempt to intercept the torpedoes launched by the opponent, they were also firing their own torpedoes in the direction of the enemy fleet.

The distance has reached 2,000 kilometers, which is already the limit range of the macro-cannon calculation array. Everyone in the weapons rooms of the battleships on both sides was highly nervous, staring at the communicator in the gunner's hand.

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

Countless roars resounded in the battleship's weapon room, and nearly a hundred container-sized shells trailed long tail flames, causing waves on the shields of the two fleets.

The piercing siren sounded in the corridor of the battleship, and all the participants grabbed the fixed objects around them, preparing to face the impact of direct macro-cannon fire.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The macrocannon shells continued to explode on the shield of the Relentless Jihad. The energy of the void shield was violently consumed and then replenished by the energy storage unit in an instant.

After giving up part of the energy supply of the spear array, the void shield of the Endless Crusade gained more than 20% additional energy redundancy.

And it is this extra 20% energy that allows it to serve as the spearhead of the fleet, carry the concentrated fire of the five warships of the Chaos Fleet, and drive stably in the void.

This is the unique advantage of the Apocalypse-class battleship. The design of the full-energy weapon array enabled Mars to equip it with an extraordinary energy supply system when it first designed the battleship.

Calvin had arrived at the preparation hall at this time. After completing the handover of command with Tabos, he left the position of commander in chief of the fleet and began to prepare in advance for the upcoming gang-hopping battle.

This is the first battle of the first large group in the legion mode, and it is also the day when the first large group is officially awarded the flag and has its own regiment designation. Calvin wanted them to dye their battle flag red with the blood of traitors.

Under the gaze of thousands of Gray Knights, Calvin strode through the crowd. The Honor Guard, bearing the banners of the Gray Knights' chapter and company, followed in his footsteps along with the Custodians.

Beneath the Emperor's icon, the Honor Guard flanked the banners of the Gray Knights Chapter and the Silver Blades. The last member among them, escorted by two champion swordsmen, stood with a brand new flag in his hands.

Facing the enthusiastic gazes of the Gray Knights, Calvin spoke after a long silence:

"Do you know what the mission is?"

"For the Emperor's armor, defend the hope of humanity!" The Gray Knights responded loudly, and the thunderous sound echoed in the hall.

"Do you know what hope is?" Calvin continued to ask, looking at Allen in the front row of the crowd.

"Only reason and order!" Countless soul exchanges in the will of the legion made all the Grey Knights understand Calvin's philosophy.

When the Primarch asked them for the answer that had long been implemented in their hearts, the Grey Knights responded to his call and gave a completely different answer from the traditional Astartes of the Empire.

"Why defend?" Calvin's voice carried his unique psychic attributes, and just one person was enough to match all the Grey Knights.

"Only sacrifice and redemption!" A firm answer came out from the mouths of all the sons of Calvin.

Calvin could understand from their deeply enlightened eyes that this was an armed force that he hoped to see, which was completely different from the previous army of the Empire.

"Good!" Calvin nodded, and then looked at Allen Janus at the front of the crowd. The latter stepped forward, walked to Calvin and knelt on one knee.

The Primarch drew the sword he used daily from his waist. The narrow and wide blade was different from the common regulations of the Empire, nor was it a Roman broadsword.

It was more like a combination of Eastern and Western cultures, with complicated inscriptions on the six sides of the sword.

Calvin personally handed it to Allen Janus, who took the sword with both hands under the gaze of everyone.

At the moment when the sword, which symbolized responsibility and mission, was handed over, Calvin said to Allen:

"Treat this sword well, just as you treat your brothers well."

"Yes!"

"Use this sword well, just as you understand your subordinates."

"Yes!"

"Always look at this sword, just as you must be firm in your ideas."

"Yes!"

After three questions and answers, Calvin let go of his hand and signaled Allen to stand up. The Honor Guard behind him presented the brand new flag to Allen Janus, who took it personally.

Under the banner with silver flames and swords held by Allen, and watched by thousands of Grey Knights in the first group, Calvin announced loudly:

"In the name of the Emperor! In the name of the Human Empire! Today I grant you the title of the First Chapter under the Legion.

I hope you will live up to everyone's expectations and be the sword of the Empire in Chaos! The hope of mankind in reason!"

"Only death!" Thousands of Calvin's sons responded loudly.

Update, the author is bad at naming, and it's a bit difficult to name the new chapter of the Legion. Does anyone have any good suggestions?