White light suddenly fell.
Cobra-class Destroyer Fu Haoran fell heavily on the cold metal floor of the hangar.
If Drukhari, who was underneath him, had not put a dagger to his neck, Fu Haoran would have thought that this battle was a success.
Lailis pulled away and broke away from Fu Haoran's arms.
She stepped on the metal floor with her bare feet, her long fiery red hair was messy and stuck to the side of her neck, but there was a playful smile at the corner of her mouth.
Fu Haoran tried to get up by holding on to the floor, but his arms softened and he fell down again.
Lailis squatted down, and the tip of the poison-quenching dagger gently scratched his cheek, and his sweet voice was filled with an unbreakable chill. "Monkey, you brought me here, have you thought about how to die?"
Fu Haoran was lying on the ground, but suddenly he grinned.
"Before you die... can you tell me where you hid the grenade?"
"It seems that your mouth is particularly tough. I hope you can continue after a while." Lailis was about to take action when dense footsteps came from the hangar passage.
Priest Kallen rushed in with fifty elite gang members carrying Bolter. The moment he saw Lailis, all the guns were aimed at her, and the safety guards were all on.
For the Aeldari succubus who doesn't like to wear armor, facing dozens of Hellgun at the same time is also very troublesome.
Moreover, the space in this teleportation room is small and closed, and all the front and rear routes are blocked, making it impossible to move around.
Lailis glanced at the surrounding soldiers, then looked at Wolf Spider Sentry Gun who had already raised the barrel of the gun, and sneered.
When he was about to take action, his eyes glanced at the Lunar-class Cruiser mark on the hangar screen, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Lailis changed her mind. She wanted to see how this human could challenge a cruiser with a small boat.
Lailis tiptoed, his body turned into a red shadow, and instantly disappeared in the shadow of the hangar.
Only a sweet voice was left, drifting down the ventilation duct. "Want to know where the hand grenades are hidden? I'll tell you next time we meet."
[The succubus' teasing is complete!]
[Task rewards have been distributed to the system space, please check carefully!]
Fu Haoran breathed a sigh of relief, and the severe pain caused by the neurotoxin swept through his body instantly.
He gritted his teeth and opened the system store, closed his eyes and bought an advanced treatment potion and a neurotoxin detoxification potion, then pierced his neck directly.
I felt much better immediately.
After another ten seconds, Fu Haoran was able to stand up firmly on the floor.
Ten minutes later, Destroyer bridge.
Fu Haoran stood while being inspected by Priest Kallen and listened to the report.
The battle on the ground has already begun, and Fu Haoran has no intention of paying attention. The biggest threat now is the Lunar-class Cruiser ship Valerius in synchronous orbit.
If you don't win the control of track, no matter how much you win on the ground, it will be in vain.
"The course is locked to Costa's Lunar-class Cruiser." Fu Haoran ordered, "Attack."
Anyone who has fought in space battles knows this.
Destroyer is naturally shorter than the cruiser.
The small and flexible body can only survive in front of the cruiser's Macro-cannon array.
In the Lunar-class Cruiser bridge, Valerius Costa looked at Cobra Destroyer rushing towards him on the screen, and sneered with disdain on his face.
"Torpedo preparation..."
Valerius had just finished speaking when the subordinate next to him reminded him, "Sir, Rogue Trader has dismantled the torpedo launcher..."
Valerius's face turned dark instantly.
"Then chase! Go at full speed! Close the distance and blast him with Macro-cannon and Lance!"
He didn't take Fu Haoran seriously at all.
Lunar-class Cruiser's Void Shield and armor thickness can withstand even dozens of torpedoes. What's more, the speed of this old Destroyer is far inferior to that of his Lunar-class Cruiser. It will be a matter of time to catch up.
As for the possible gang jumping, it is even more of a joke.
Destroyer can also join the cruiser class?
Unless the one who joins the gang is the angel of the Emperor!
But the next second, the piercing alarm in the bridge suddenly sounded.
"Alert! A large number of high-speed flying objects have been detected! The distance is 20,000 kilometers! They are approaching us at high speed!"
Twenty thousand kilometers?
Valerius was stunned for a moment, thinking that he heard wrongly.
Macro-cannon's effective range is only 12,000 kilometers, and it can't reach the opponent at all!
Valerius looked at the wave after wave of "torpedoes" approaching on the screen at a speed of Mach 5. At first, he didn't pay much attention to them.
However, when the first wave of missiles suddenly accelerated in the second stage, they suddenly reached Mach 25!
Valerius stood up suddenly from the command chair.
"This is impossible! What kind of propulsion technology is this?!"
"Point defense Macro-cannon is fully activated!" Valerius roared.
On the side of Lunar-class Cruiser, the point defense Macro-cannon array roared instantly, and dense close-explosion shells dragged their tail flames into the darkness, weaving a web of intercepting fire in the void.
However, the expected hit did not appear.
One missile after another broke through the interception and landed on Void Shield, causing ripples. The energy reading dropped by a few percentage points, but it was quickly replenished.
However, before Valerius could taunt, the second round of attacks came again.
This time it was different. The explosion was more than a hundred times more violent. The lavender Void Shield flashed crazily under the continuous bombardment of the "torpedoes", and the energy readings dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The adjutant reported with a pale face, "Sir! Void Shield's energy has dropped by 17%!"
"How is that possible? What kind of torpedo did they use? It can't be Cyclonic Torpedo?!"
Now Valerius is a little bit stuck. Will Void Shield be consumed first or he will catch up first.
"Chase!" Valerius gritted his teeth, "I don't believe there are many such powerful torpedoes!"
Cyclonic Torpedo Fu Haoran No, but the missile tube equipped with mushroom bombs is enough.
Cobra Destroyer In the bridge, the first mate looked at the approaching Lunar-class Cruiser on the screen, his face turned pale. "Sir, Lunar-class is faster than us, and it will take up to twenty minutes to catch up with us!"
Fu Haoran stared at the asteroid belt mark on the screen and said calmly, "Turn around and enter the asteroid belt ahead."
The first mate was stunned for a moment. "Sir, the gravel there is densely packed, it's too dangerous..."
"I know it's dangerous for us, but it's even more dangerous for them."
Fu Haoran knows very well that Lunar-class and Auspex will be disturbed by debris in the asteroid belt, making it impossible to see their movements clearly.
More importantly, Macro-cannon's direct fire will be intercepted by gravel, but his missile has semi-intelligent auxiliary navigation like JARVIS, which can avoid obstacles and hit accurately.
But this can only delay time. The real decisive battle between Xiao Bo and Da Da depends on gang-hopping.
Cobra Destroyer The engines are at full speed, rushing towards the asteroid belt.
Hangar.
Fu Haoran opened the system space, and two reward items fell to the ground silently.
The silver-gray shield is engraved with the sacred pattern of Machine Cult, and the edges are glowing with a cold metallic luster. Even if it is placed there quietly, there is an indestructible sense of oppression.
Kallen's mechanical prosthetic eye flashed obviously. "Storm Shield?!"
No wonder Kallen is surprised, this is the Relic in Space Marine Chapter that only veteran champions are eligible to equip!
Even among Space Marine, it is extremely rare.
Fu Haoran picked up the shield and tested its weight.
Heavy, but stable.
As for the second pieces Heavy Bolt Rifle and Kallen, I am not too surprised.
The rarity is far less than that of Storm Shield, but in the mortal army, it has the most firepower, and it is powerful enough to tear apart the ordinary Space Marine Power Armor.
Grabbing the weapon, Fu Haoran walked towards the hangar.
In the center of the hangar, the only ship Shark Assault Boat parked alone.
The 55-meter-long hull is covered with heavy armor. The bow is equipped with huge Melta explosives and magnetic clamps. Most of the space in the hull is occupied by the giant engine, troop compartment and armor. Only two defensive Heavy Bolters are installed on both sides of the hull.
Calling it a living coffin is too much, but it's not much better.
This Imperial Navy standard jump assault boat is almost only deployed on the Battleship class giant ships. In every operation, dozens or hundreds of ships are deployed, each of which can carry 50 fully armed soldiers.
As for Fu Haoran, there is no Battleship, and there are no dozens of assault ships. The only one in front of him is his entire net worth.
In the eyes of 2K Era people, this is a huge gamble.
But in Warhammer Universe, this is the only tactic that can make a big difference with small things.
Of course, compared to those kamikazes who just take the disposable Boarding Torpedo and have to rely on luck to even reach the enemy ship alive, his situation is already better.
Fu Haoran stepped into the assault boat, raised his hand and patted the bulkhead.
In the cabin of the boat, 50 soldiers who jumped from the gang were crowded on the benches on both sides.
No one spoke, only the sound of heavy breathing and the occasional sound of equipment clashing.
The emergency lights overhead were flashing dark red, the mechanical instruments on the bulkhead were beating with numbers, and the self-check indicator lights of the magnetic clamps were flashing regularly.
Fu Haoran walked to the front, sat down, and lowered the safety lock.
Fifty pairs of eyes stared at him.
He didn't speak, just nodded.
The hangar door opens.
The icy starry sky and dense gravel rushed towards my face.
Priest Kallen's voice sounded in the communication channel, "Sir, the decoy drone is ready. After the attack, it will actively disperse to attract close firepower. May Omnissiah bless you."
Fu Haoran nodded, and the next second, Shark Assault Boat's engine was fully turned on, dragging light blue tail flames and rushing out of the hangar.
At the same time, 30 small drones swarmed out from the launch bays on both sides of the boat, spread out in a fan shape, and surrounded the assault boat. Like a group of worker bees protecting the queen bee, they actively flew in the direction of Lunar-class Cruiser.
This is the only chance to win Lunar-class Cruiser.
It's done, Hive City is ours.
If it fails, everyone will become space junk.