Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Commander Qingfeng, what should we do next?" A burly and serious-looking officer walked up to Qingfeng with firm and powerful steps and asked anxiously.

At this moment, Qingfeng was wearing a tight uniform that shone with silver light, his posture was as straight as a pine tree. He was concentrating on controlling the snow-white control panel in front of him, his fingers dancing on it flexibly and quickly, as if he was playing an exciting symphony.

Hearing the officer's question, Qingfeng raised his head slightly, his eyes revealing a kind of determination and decisiveness: "Keep moving forward! Make sure that the reconnaissance troops ahead can report the latest situation to me on time. At the same time, immediately notify the garrisons of the surrounding worlds and have them enter a state of combat readiness, ready to engage in battle at any time!"

Immediately afterwards, Qingfeng issued a series of detailed instructions: "All warships are to be deployed in a staggered formation, and strictly implement Tactical Plan No. 18! All main battleships are to quickly gather around the Supreme Clan's battleships, build an indestructible protective barrier, and immediately activate the stellar defense posture!"

As these orders were conveyed, the entire fleet began to work in a tense and orderly manner.

"Report to the commander, all defensive positions have been successfully activated, and all warning drones have been launched!" A young rising star officer reported loudly.

"Very good! Attention, First Squadron, all the drones you are responsible for must remain highly vigilant and closely monitor every move in the surrounding airspace!" Qingfeng responded.

"Understood!" The head of the first formation responded loudly, expressing his determination to complete the task.

At the same time, the second fleet also received news: "The second fleet has received instructions and is currently dispatching some ships to the front area to carry out patrol and reconnaissance work."

Just like that, one after another, rising star officers from different formations came to report their current situation to Commander Qingfeng, and then turned and left to plunge into the intense and fierce escort preparations.

Accompanied by a slight but heart-shaking vibration, the ceremonial warship of the Supreme Clan, which had been floating alone in the deep space and represented supreme power and majesty, was now tightly surrounded by dozens of astonishingly huge Nova warships.

These behemoths are like steel monsters, exuding a cold and powerful aura.

At this moment, dazzling rays of light suddenly lit up from every warship, twinkling like the bright stars in the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious and powerful energy wave quickly spread, instantly covering the entire battlefield.

At this moment, the special position device installed on each warship began to work!

These stance devices worked in perfect harmony like a group of well-trained soldiers, interweaving and merging with each other, and finally weaving an extremely solid and vast stance shield around the ceremonial warship of the Supreme Clan.

This shield is like a giant transparent curtain, tightly protecting the entire ceremonial warship, making it look like a precious pearl that is heavily guarded.

"Attention everyone! The field shield has been successfully activated. Please pay close attention to the surrounding situation!" A deep and serious command was transmitted through the communication channel to all the warships involved in the operation. The crew members were all nervously staring at the screens and various monitoring instruments in front of them, not daring to relax at all.

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"The enemy has already entered our territory, and the auspicious instrument has successfully captured the signal sent by the enemy!"

Sevatar stood firmly on the bridge, listening attentively to the reports from his subordinates. Then he let out a long breath as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders, and walked up to Curze's side.

"My Lord Primarch, given the current situation, how should we respond?" Sevatar asked Curze with a serious look on his face.

"If we use whirlwind torpedoes to launch an offensive, I'm afraid we will face a fierce counterattack from the enemy, which will lead to the failure of this mission. Therefore, I decided to send our Terror Squad to board the enemy ship to destroy the enemy's shield generator on the one hand, and create a panic atmosphere inside the enemy ship on the other hand..." Koz said as he reached out and grabbed the pair of lightning claws that he personally named "Mercy" and "Forgiveness". At the same time, he also stuffed a sharp knife specially used for skinning into the scabbard at his waist.

"David, you will move with the Flame Claws." Sevatar stared at David, who had been transformed into a Space Marine, and then pointed in the direction of the 19th Squad under the 4th Company.

"All ready. All boarding troops, set out immediately and board the enemy warship. Before successfully breaking through the enemy's shield, the personnel on the warship must exercise restraint and do not launch an offensive rashly."

Koz took the lead and stepped into the terrifying Terrorclaw bunker.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of teams poured into their respective Dreadclaw boarding bays like a tide. With calm faces and no fear, they quietly waited for the moment when the boarding operation began.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, when the indicator light turned from scarlet to emerald green, one ship after another started their propulsion devices as if they were cast under a spell.

These mysterious boarding pods were like a group of ghosts hiding in the deep seabed, slowly and silently approaching the warships of the Nova Federation.

"Turn on the stealth system! Activate the signal blocking function! Switch to ghost mode!" Firm and powerful commands resounded throughout the battlefield.

In the blink of an eye, the boarding silos blended into the surrounding environment like a chameleon and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, even if the enemy has the most advanced radar equipment, it will be difficult to detect any trace of them.

"Activate the cutting system! Prepare to engage the enemy warship"

"Start counting down... three, two, one!" When the last number fell, the entire battlefield fell into dead silence.

The first Terrorclaw's boarding bay rushed towards the huge Nova battleship at an astonishing speed like a burning meteor.

In the blink of an eye, it landed steadily on the outer armor of the battleship.

The well-equipped laser cutting equipment on the boarding bay started up instantly, emitting a dazzling light.

These high-tech weapons were like the fangs of ferocious beasts, ruthlessly biting the hard metal and quickly carving a perfect circular channel on the battleship's armor.

"Prepare to enter..."

Several brave Space Marines from the Night Lords Legion rushed in through the gap without hesitation.

They were dressed in heavy armor, with steady and powerful steps, and they moved forward bravely like steel giants.

The moment they entered the Nova battleship, their tall and mighty bodies seemed to merge into the endless darkness.

They were like hunters hiding in the dark night, silently shuttling inside the enemy ships, looking for the enemy's flaws.