"There's one more thing, it's top secret, and no one else can know except you and me." Rena is an insect, so of course she can know.
Lynn lowered his voice and moved even closer.
"Among the first group of Orks remnants to escape, there were some of our men."
Among the several thousand remnants of the Hokage clan that Toothy took away, there were also 120 genetically modified half-insect Orks, who served as inside agents.
Gus's eyes widened suddenly, and a look of disbelief crossed his face.
"Is this... is this real?"
"Of course it's true." Lynn nodded, a smile playing on his lips.
"Those Orks were all created by me using a special method. They are absolutely loyal, and they will follow the other Orks back to Dorito, infiltrating the vicinity of Big Stomach Ragnar."
In other words, Lynn would know immediately about any movement or disturbance on Ragnar's side through the Hive Mind.
"I'll let you know in advance when the time comes; you just need to prepare your defenses."
Gus gasped.
This is absolutely brilliant!
With these undercover agents, it was as if they had planted a high-definition camera next to Ragnar.
With the enemy in the open and us in the shadows, the advantage of having information asymmetry on the battlefield is self-evident.
"Your Excellency is wise!" Gus exclaimed sincerely.
"With this intelligence, our chances of holding out Carl II have increased by at least 30%!"
"Don't let your guard down." Lynn shook her head.
" Ragnar's reputation as the most powerful Orks warlord in the Calixis System is well-deserved."
"His 'steamed bean curd' can put the Orks into a berserk state, doubling their fighting power. You must remember this."
"When the time comes, we must do everything we can to prevent them from switching sides."
"I will," Gus said solemnly.
Lynn stood up and extended his hand. "Alright, everything that needed to be said has been said. Carl II is now in your hands."
"I will finish dealing with the Brevis matter as soon as possible and return with the repair fleet and reinforcements. I will definitely be back in a month at most."
Gus also stood up and grasped Lynn's hand tightly; his hand was strong and warm.
"Don't worry, sir, I'll wait for you to return."
When Lynn left the captain's cabin, he did not return to the bridge.
He took the Ripper directly to the mobile dock.
The mobile dock was a hive of activity at that moment.
Ground crew are giving the three Turbulent-class Frigate a final check, refueling, loading ammunition, and testing the engines.
Naval soldiers in greyish-white uniforms boarded the warship in formation, their faces showing no fear, only unwavering determination.
The engines of the three escort ships were already warmed up, emitting a deep roar, and their blue exhaust flames danced in the darkness, illuminating the young faces around them.
"Sir, everything is ready, we may set sail." The captain of the Lightning saluted Lynn as he approached.
Lynn nodded and looked back.
Gus was standing not far from the ship's entrance, watching him quietly.
Behind him was Carl II, which was gradually being illuminated by lights typical of normal human lights.
Lynn waved at him.
Gus also waved his hand vigorously.
No superfluous words were needed; everything was understood without being said.
Lynn turned around and boarded the Lightning frigate.
At the captain's command, the frigate's hatches slowly closed.
Three Turbulent-class Frigate slowly departed the port and accelerated into the dark expanse of space.
Lynn stood at the porthole on the bridge, watching the Carl II grow smaller and smaller, and the Obsidian Pinnacle becoming increasingly blurry.
Until they all became a point of light in the universe, eventually disappearing into the darkness.
"Enter the Warp." Lynn withdrew his gaze and gave the order in a deep voice.
"Yes, sir! Activate the Warp Engine!"
" The Gellar Field is activated, and divine energy is flowing smoothly!"
" Navigator in position, Astronomican stable! Coordinates locked, Brevis orbit!"
"Three, two, one, Warp jump!"
A slight but noticeable tremor occurred, and the space around the frigate began to distort violently.
A massive rift, shimmering with a sickly purple and blood-red light, opened in the pitch-black universe.
On the other side of the crack lies endless Chaos and madness.
It's like the gaping maw of a demon, waiting for lost lambs to walk into its trap.
The three escort ships entered the rift one after another and disappeared into the depths of the Warp.
Thick, multicolored Chaos energy churned in the void, forming all sorts of bizarre shapes.
Countless hideous, twisted demonic faces appeared and disappeared in the strange Mist, uttering seductive whispers.
They stretched out their claws, pounding on the frigate's shields, trying to infiltrate and devour the souls of everyone on board.
But the moment they came into contact with the Gellar Field, a cold and domineering purple shadow descended upon them.
The souls that touched the purple shadow let out a bloodcurdling scream before turning to ashes and vanishing.
The speed of travel in Warp is about ten times that in real space.
The most common saying is that one day of travel in Warp is equivalent to twelve days of travel in real space.
What would normally be a three-day, three-night journey in real space can be completed in just six hours in Warp.
However, Warp travel is also one of the most dangerous things in the entire Milky Way.
Warp Storm can occur at any time, sweeping ships into unknown spacetime and leaving them forever lost in Chaos.
At the same time, the corrosive influence of Chaos is everywhere. It distorts people's minds, amplifies their desires and fears, and even the most devout believers can fall into the clutches of Chaos.
Countless Chaos Pirates and Demonic Warbands roam the Warp, searching for their past prey.
The messenger who came from Brevis to deliver the message was incredibly lucky to have arrived safely at Carl II amidst the Warp Storm.
Of the ten ships that take that route, at least nine will disappear forever into the Warp, their deaths occurring in all sorts of bizarre ways.
But everyone on the Lightning remained unusually calm.
The ordinary crew members performed their duties methodically, operating the instruments without the slightest fear on their faces.
Because they knew that the Governor's ship was absolutely the safest ship.
Rena Winter Solstice stood in the center of the bridge, her eyes closed, her body radiating a faint purple light.
Because Rena Bailu was left behind on Carl II, Rena had to create a new clone to act as the navigator.
Rena Winter Solstice looks no different from an ordinary human woman, but beneath her exaggerated bronze helmet lies a well-developed brain-like organ similar to that of the Genestealer elder.
Her Hive Mind will can penetrate the thick Mist of the Warp and pinpoint Brevis's coordinates with absolute accuracy, without the slightest deviation.
Moreover, the frigate not only has the Imperium standard Gellar Field, but also the Shadow in the Warp released by Rena.
Gellar Field can block most of the erosion of Chaos energy, while the Shadow in the Warp can form an absolutely "insurmountable" wall.
The Shadow in the Warp can completely block communication from the Warp, preventing the whispers of Chaos and the temptations of demons from penetrating the ship's interior.
More importantly, the Shadow in the Warp can completely conceal the ship's emotional signals.
To the Chaos pirates and demons, these three escort ships were like three wisps of non-existent air.
They couldn't detect the fleet's presence at all.
" The Tyranids truly are the most perfect predators in the galaxy."
Lynn leaned back in the captain's chair, gazing at the churning, Chaos clouds outside the window, and couldn't help but sigh.