In the vast Milky way, if you want to make a long-distance voyage, you must inevitably enter sub space.

It is a field that is difficult to describe in human words. In that field, all physical laws will fail, including time and space. Because of this, it takes thousands of years in the physical world and only a few days in sub space.

It is a non three-dimensional, non planar and non-linear field. It is difficult for even the most knowledgeable machinery teachers to see a trace of the mystery.

It is not only the well-being of mankind, but also the curse of mankind.

Human civilization has been brilliant because of it and is on the verge of extinction because of it. If we have to find a description, then sub space is like a vast ocean, and what humans contact is always only the shallow water surface,

In its deeper depths, there is a terror that reason cannot accept.

Chaotic demons, which is the unified title of those unspeakable horrors by imperial officials, have plagued mankind for tens of thousands of years, whether it is true or not.

Until now, the trial court, the state church and the Ashtar order are still vigilant against these non entity threats.

The most vulnerable to the attack of chaotic demons is the ships that take the initiative to enter sub space.

In the long history of the human Empire, countless ships disappear in the waves of sub space every day. Some of these disappeared ships will always be lost in the gap of time, while others will be sent out of sub space at some time. They are often returned to the physical world as a dangerous "gift".

In order to protect the safety of sub space navigation, Geller's position was invented in the 18th millennium. Its core is a comatose psychic. After starting, it can form a bubble membrane that can isolate the sub space forces. In this bubble membrane, human beings can be free from the intrusion of evil forces.

But this is not absolutely safe. Once you enter sub space, in essence, half of you have stepped into hell.

Because the spark was the only hope of the regiment, soshyan repeatedly ensured the normal operation of Geller's position before entering sub space. After the warship started the sub space engine, he still kept the warship on alert.

There must be no mistake in the journey.

"Commander Zhan, we have counted the number of people. At present, we have a total of 33672 mortal servants and 51854 machine servants, including 8821 technical servants, 10031 technical machine servants and 8250 armed servants. We can form four combat battalions and 13110 armed machine servants. However, our light weapons are insufficient. Most of them are live ammunition weapons and only a few standard laser rifles."

Lothar, who was appointed deputy, reported the current staffing of the wildfire to soshyan on the bridge.

"At present, there are ten people in the choir and three mechanical priests, respectively responsible for the engine room, the main weapon deck and the Geller position generator. They have some apprentices and servants, which I don't count."

Soshyan's fingers rapped on the guard rail of the captain's high platform. He was calculating and thinking.

For a strike cruiser like the spark, although such staffing can ensure operation, it is obviously not enough.

Starfire is a pioneer cruiser, which is also the most widely used strike cruiser in the star warrior battle group. Its design emphasizes propeller and loading capacity, which can enable the pioneer to operate independently for a long time without supply, but its attack ability is weaker.

Moreover, the Xinghuo's armed configuration is still the weakest, with only a large light spear array and a macro gun to cooperate with the launch capsule of the attack boat.

But even so, as a giant ship 8 kilometers long and 1.2 kilometers wide, the spark should be equipped with more than 100000 crew in principle.

But the sword of the sable has let soshyan take what he can. He can't advance an inch.

"You said, can we add a batch of manpower after we arrive at ma'kande II?"

Lothar shook her head.

"Although ma'kande-2 is not a very important casting world, it still belongs to the jurisdiction of the mechanical church. We can order from there only because we once helped a mechanical bishop find an STC fragment. After the event, the bishop promised to provide 200 years of equipment supplement for the regiment, which is also the last batch."

"For two hundred years, can't you give us some slave workers out of feelings?"

"Commander Zhan, you may not know much about the logic of the people taught by machinery. They only talk about exchange, not friendship."

"Is that so..."

Soshyan thought for a moment and said:

"In any case, ma'kande-2 is likely to be our last supply opportunity in the near future. We have to find ways to obtain as many resources as possible, whether materials or manpower."

"The bishop doesn't know if he is still alive. If he is still in office, there may be a turn for the better."

Soshyan nodded and patted Lothar on the shoulder.

"You're in charge here first. I'll go to other areas for a tour."

"Yes."

After leaving the bridge, soshyan turned to the rear deck, where the starfighters lived and trained.

Starfire is divided into three layers. The upper deck is responsible for the control of ships and carrying star soldiers. The middle deck is the weapon deck. The main weapon systems are there, including the flight deck. Combatants and technicians also live here.

On the lower deck, commonly known as the slave deck, machine servants and slave workers are mostly crowded in this dark and dangerous place. They are mainly responsible for the power system and energy system.

Because the voyage time of the star soldiers is sometimes very long, and even they won't dock in the port for hundreds of years, slaves and aquatic soldiers settle down and thrive on ships.

Many have even served for generations and formed small families, which is a major feature of the Empire.

Under normal circumstances, star soldiers basically don't set foot in the lower deck, and even rarely go to the middle deck. Most of them have their own independent space.

The light on the rear deck was darker than on the bridge, and there was a whirring noise when soshyan entered there.

A dozen hard wired fighter servants, scattered in the spacious aisle, pointed their weapons at soshyan immediately after he came in.

The new war commander ignored them and moved on, and after a while, they returned to their original position like a strange string puppet - the threat assessment scan was completed.

Then the cloaked servant quickly crossed the shadow of the hall and bowed. Soshyang waved and dispersed them.

This is a temporary training ground. Almost all star soldiers are trained here. At present, the main training direction is combat and melee.

Normally, these trainings should be conducted under the guidance of veterans or instructors, but now there is no such role. Recruits can only train alone or with each other.

Soshyan saw two shirtless soldiers constantly falling to the ground, while in the distance were two soldiers competing in swordsmanship.

It has to be said that their skills are too immature. Soshyan predicted how long they would live if they were put on a battlefield like the world engine.

The result is very pessimistic.

What is more fatal is that he himself has no confidence to teach these recruits.

In addition to training with his comrades in arms, the star soldiers could also choose to use training robots, but there happened to be no such facilities on the spark. Soshyan could only find a way to get some from ma'kande II.

At this time, the recruits in training also noticed the existence of the battle head and stopped their movements one after another.

"Sir!"