Stormbird The moment the door of the gunship opened, the starry sky of the dark night came into view.
The clouds billowed beneath our feet, illuminated from below by the artillery fire on the ground, like a layer of burning gray cotton.
Wind poured into the cabin, the temperature dropped suddenly, and a thin layer of frost instantly formed on Power Armour.
There was fire under my feet, it was the fire of an explosion.
Emperor-class Titan Omnia's Glass's back was still burning, and the remains of the anti-aircraft gun array flickered in the thick smoke.
Half of the church's dome was blown down, and flames licked out from the broken part of the spire, like an erupting miniature volcano.
"Sir, we have arrived at the designated location." JARVIS's voice came.
Fu Haoran jumped down without hesitation.
No shouting slogans, no looking back.
The weightless feeling of free fall pulled Fu Haoran's internal organs upward, and the wind tore at the face armor and shoulder armor, making a harsh scream.
Fu Haoran Keep your body vertical, head down, and arms close to your side, like an armor-piercing bullet being discharged.
The flight pack has not been started yet. Now that it is started, the tail flame heat signal will be captured by Auspex of Titan.
Everyone has to rely on pure free fall through the clouds, and then light up and slow down at the last moment.
Behind him, eight hundred gray-black figures jumped out of the Valkyrie Transport's hatch, formed a fan-shaped attack formation, and followed him into the clouds.
After passing through a layer of acid mist, the full picture of Titan suddenly unfolded in front of Fu Haoran.
The muzzle of Volcano Cannon is still emitting residual heat from the previous round of charging, and the surrounding air is distorted by ionization, emitting a low hum.
The more than 60-meter-tall steel Colossus is moving slowly below.
Every scratch and every crater on the armor plate becomes more and more clear.
At a height of less than 100 meters from Titan's back, Fu Haoran ordered, "Disperse the formation! Concentrate towards the predetermined landing point!"
Although Fu Haoran and his group tried their best to avoid being discovered, the tail flames of eight hundred jet backpacks lit up at the same time in the dark, like a swarm of fireflies.
Kland on the rebel flagship saw this scene for the first time through the optical tracking array, his pupils shrank, and then he suddenly grabbed the communicator. "Jumping?! Damn it!"
"Herad! Top of your head! Jump to the gang!"
Herad looked up suddenly, hundreds of new targets suddenly popped up on the screen, and they were falling rapidly at an extremely fast speed.
Herad was stunned for a second. He had never been in such a passive position while driving Titan in his whole life. Mortal ants could tear his proud weapon to pieces!
He wanted to turn the gun's muzzle, but was surprised to find that most of the close-in defense guns had been destroyed, and all the main weapons were still being refilled.
"They wanted to join Emperor-class Titan from the beginning?"
If it were in the past, Herad would have thought this idea was ridiculous. Emperor-class Titan's weapon array would let all enemies know how naive they were.
But now----
Most of the anti-aircraft arrays on the back of Titan have been blown up by glide bombs, and the remaining ones have been wiped out by suicide strikes from drones.
Only a few Laser shots were fired from the church wreckage, but they still missed!
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people had passed through the gap in the fire network.
"No, there is still a chance, there are still a group of people in the sky!"
"Overcharge, fire immediately!"
Herad no longer cares about the damage to the machine. He knows very well that once so many Space Marine join them, they will definitely lose.
The muzzle of Volcano Cannon is still charging, but the Earthshaker Cannon on Titan's shoulder has turned to the sky, and Melta Cannon is ready.
Herad doesn't intend to shoot accurately, as long as he shoots at the crowd, it is enough to eliminate a small team.
Fu Haoran saw Emperor-class Titan looking up and shouted into the communication channel, "Now, fire!"
Pask's Poisonblade Hound stopped at the edge of the ruins.
The two Volcano Cannon guns of Glaive Tank have been raised to the maximum elevation angle, and the gun barrels have locked the armor seam under the chin of Titan.
Jelson is holding the steering wheel, Cave's fingers are hanging above the launch button, and his breathing is as heavy as a bellows.
The entire crew is waiting for the order from Pask.
However, he did not give the order.
In the gun sight, Titan and Void Shield are still fluctuating and flashing, like light bulbs in a storm, but they have not gone out.
Pask needs that second when that light bulb goes out.
It's not extinguished, it's flashing.
"Head! When are you going to fire?" Jelson's voice came from the driver's seat, very low, as if he was afraid of waking something up.
Pask has no answer.
He looked at the crosshairs in the gun sight, his unblinking eyes honed by thirty years of tank warfare.
On the screen, Emperor-class Titan has discovered the gang members and is switching all weapons.
It won't take more than a few seconds to fire.
"Head." Jelson's voice rang again.
"Wait." Pask said.
He has been waiting his whole life for this second.
Suddenly, Pask saw it, and Void Shield flashed and dimmed for a moment.
Pask Press the launch button.
The two Volcano Cannons fired at the same time, and the flames exploding from the muzzles illuminated the entire world in front of him.
The straight ray exploded a spark on Titan's chin.
In an instant, Emperor-class Titan's main aiming array was blown to pieces, the sighting system bus was broken, and the fire control data link disappeared from the holographic projection.
Volcano Cannon's muzzle is still charging, but it is blind.
The holographic projection in front of Herad turned into a snowflake, and Machine Spirit's scream exploded in his mind. He covered his ears and hit the armrest of the command seat.
Machine Spirit is in pain, not the pain of being injured, but the pain of being poked blind. Titan's body is still intact, but it is invisible.
Herad slapped the console frantically, trying to restart the viewing system, but the snowflakes on the screen did not move at all.
That's it now!
Fu Haoran accelerated violently and was the first to land. He bent his knees slightly to absorb the impact, and two shallow pits were made in the armor plate under his feet.
Others followed and landed.
Everyone is safe!
The whole plan is half successful.
This plan is very risky. It can be said that in the entire history of mankind, only Primarch Sanguinius has done it.
Fu Haoran wanted to replicate this operation, and it seemed that he was about to succeed. However, when he saw the maze-like building,
In the group, Fu Haoran still couldn't help but frown.
"Everyone move towards the control room!"
"Tychus, lead people to occupy the defense point and buy us time."
Fu Haoran used Storm Shield to move forward to block two bombs fired from the ruins, and with his right hand Power Sword pointed at the still burning remains of the church in front of him.
Everyone immediately started moving.
Tychus carried Power Hammer and landed on Titan's back. Before he could stand still, he threw a Psychic Lightning towards the entrance behind him, and Arc rushed in through the hatch. Several screams came from inside.
He took a breath and grinned. "Head! Next time before you tell me to give me a good job, can you let me finish smoking this cigarette?"
Fu Haoran did not answer.
He has already led the commando team into Titan.
At the end of the corridor, a Heavy Bolter blocked the entire passage, and the flames from the gun muzzle shattered the reliefs on the wall.
The barrage is airtight.
Fu Haoran leaned behind a pillar, Plasma Cannon on his shoulder poked out from the edge of the pillar, and shot.
Bolter's bunker was blown into ruins.
"Forward!"
The hatches on both sides of the corridor suddenly opened at the same time, and a dozen Iron Warriors rushed out carrying Bolter.
Fu Haoran didn't stop, he knocked the nearest one away with his shoulder, Power Sword pierced the second one's chest, turned around and smashed the third one's helmet with Storm Shield.
The veterans behind them rushed up, and Meltagun melted the remaining Iron Warriors into molten iron at close range.
There are no techniques, no moves.
It's fast and it's ruthless.
On the other side, Ronan took out a pinhole camera from his tactical vest and stretched it over the corner.
The picture is transmitted to the tactical eyepiece in real time. There are three Iron Warriors behind the corner, one is holding a Heavy Bolter, and the other two are holding plasma rifles.
He took the remote-controlled car out of his backpack and placed it on the ground. The four-wheeled car, wrapped in silencer rubber, slid silently around the corner.
Three seconds later, Melta Bomb stuck to the wall behind Iron Warriors and detonated.
The wall exploded and the fireball engulfed the bunker.
"Forward!"
They stepped over the still burning corpses and continued to push deeper into Titan.
Titan The garrison on the leg tried to come back for reinforcements.
They poured out of the carrier cabin, climbed up the shaft, and gathered at the knee joint of Titan.
However, there was already a group of enemies waiting for them here.
Genestealerss poured in through the cracks in Titan's ankles, climbed in through the cooling vents, and squeezed in through the gaps in the armor seams.
The Melta Bomb in their hands is relatively rare in other legions, but here, it has become a standard equipment on the streets.
Fu Haoran Melta Bomb has been hoarding Melta Bomb in the dungeon world for fifty years just for this moment.
The Genestealerss stuffed the bomb into the Power Armor seam of Iron Warriors, detonated the hydraulic pipe from behind the knees, climbed on the back of Terminator and stuffed the bomb into the exhaust pipe of the backpack.
One Terminator was blasted through, fell forward, and smashed into the shaft with a dozen Genestealers on it.
But more Genestealers stepped over his body and continued to climb up.
On the other side, reinforcements from Iron Warriors arrived much faster than expected.
A large number of Stormbird arrived, and one named Space Marine jumped down.
Tychus's team is guarding the entrance at the back of Titan.
The psychic barrier withstood the first wave of impact, but reinforcements from Iron Warriors surged in like a tide, from the direction of the apron, from the backup entrance, and from the maintenance channel.
Psychic Lightning exploded in the narrow passage, and every time he raised his hand, a Arc struck into the place where the enemy was most concentrated.
However, the three shield-holding veterans around Tychus were hit by explosive bombs one after another and fell to the ground, their lives and deaths uncertain.
Enemy reinforcements continued to arrive.
Tychus and others each fired four rounds from Anti-Aircraft Missile. The first wave of Stormbird was locked eight hundred meters away. The missiles dragged white smoke into the engine, and one after another turned into fireballs and crashed into the ruins.
The second wave of Stormbird raised the altitude to more than 2,000 meters, but the entry entrance had been blown into ruins, so they could only bypass it from the flanks.
Tychus's Power Hammer smashed the breastplate of one Iron Warriors, turned around and crushed the other's head with his arms.
Cracks began to appear in the psychic barrier, and the energy fluctuations on the blue light film spread like cracks in glass.
Tychus spit out the Cigar in his mouth and pick up Power Hammer again.
"Boss! There are more and more reinforcements! I can't hold it for much longer!"
The sound entered Fu Haoran's ears from the communication channel, and was half covered by the explosion of bombs and the twisting of steel plates.
Fu Haoran is in the last corridor in front of the control room door. Power Sword is covered with the blood of three Iron Warriors.
In front of you is a ten-meter-high Adamantium door, with the Machine Spirit resonance cabin entrance of Emperor-class Titan embedded on the door. This is the end point of the entire Dragon-Slaying Plan.
"Give me three minutes." He said. Not because three minutes is enough, but because Tychus can only hold up to three more minutes.
Fu Haoran stretched out two fingers and made a gesture behind him.
The veterans dispersed, all weapons aimed at the door.