The Forward had an overall length of 734 meters, a maximum width of 106 meters, and a height of 79 meters.
It had been assembled and tested in orbital space, using plasma propulsion. It could not take off or land independently on a planet with gravity exceeding 0.27 Earth gravities. In this Worldline, it was considered an ultra-large fusion-powered starship. Among all starships still in active service across the Worldline, it ranked in the top three.
Most ordinary people probably had no real concept of what a ship over seven hundred meters long meant.
Many might even think, Seven hundred meters? How big could that be? Straighten out the track around our school field and double it—that's eight hundred meters.
But that was not how it could be calculated at all.
Anyone who lived by the sea or had visited a harbor should know that even a large vessel over two hundred meters long, when placed before your eyes, could make every hair on your body stand on end with its magnificence, enormity, and grandeur.
Someone in poor physical condition would be left gasping for breath after running one lap around it.
And a ship like that, standing before the Forward, was nothing more than the little brother of little brothers.
The backup power could not illuminate every area. The rebels had perhaps anticipated this, so they had all hidden in the dark zones. Rebels could be lurking in every cabin, every shadowy corner, every passageway, and every network of pipes running up and down.
For an ordinary person, moving through this place was like trying to take a single step in a sea of knives. Forget suppressing a rebellion—they could not even move one step. They could only secure themselves in some corner of the boundless darkness, hug their