The ship's armor plate instantly slid open, revealing three groups of energy focusing arrays arranged in a Z-shaped pattern with complex and ferocious structures.
The blue energy gathered crazily from the energy center toward Lance Battery.
The vibrations from the weapons array sent a low, dangerous hum throughout the ship.
"The energy storage has reached the upper limit!"
Mortals The crew shouted the report.
"Fire!"
Khan's order is like a flood.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Countless torrents of extremely thick blue energy sprayed out violently from the side of the fleet!
The huge light produced even briefly illuminated the strange space around it.
Lance did not shoot out straight, but at the moment it left the muzzle, it was strongly interfered by the giant gate platoon Repulsion Field. It was instantly twisted and deflected, as if it was hit hard by an invisible giant hammer, and it took a zigzag route in the void.
The energy torrent twisted and scattered wildly in the void. Most of the energy was ruthlessly deflected by Force Field and eliminated in the violent Warp turbulence. Only less than one-third of the energy, like an enraged snake, bit and gnawed at the Force Field barrier, and with difficulty ablated a large number of "holes" with violent boiling edges like molten glass!
These gaps are extremely unstable, and their diameter is far from large enough for ships to pass through, and their damage is almost healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Recharge energy and try again!"
"Have Stormbird and Thunderhawk ready to attack before weapons fire."
After finishing his words, Jaghatai turned around and went straight to Hangar.
Obviously, it is impossible for a ship to break through with the diameter of those gaps. Jaghatai will not let his Progeny take risks while he waits in a safe place.
In the surprised eyes of Imperial Fists soldiers, Jaghatai, who stepped on Stormbird, rushed directly into the cockpit.
The hatch of Hangar has been opened, and dozens of Thunderhawk Transporter are already waiting in the void against the hull's shield that is almost broken at any time.
Stormbird was placed at the end of the sortie array due to its large size and slow speed.
"The maximum power is directly charged, we need speed."
Jaghatai directly issued the overload propulsion command without hesitation.
"Yes!"
The White Scars warrior responsible for driving did not even question the issue of the repulsion barrier.
The engine let out a wail, groaning and trembling under the huge overload, and the fleet's firepower was released in time.
Energy trajectories with a diameter of about a hundred meters guided them to the route through Repulsion Field.
The white-painted Thunderhawk and Stormbird turned into blurry white shadows and rushed forward closely following the energy projected by Lance.
"Be careful!"
No one knows how wide Repulsion Field is, and there is no way to physically judge how far apart it is during this period.
The moment the energy of Lance, which had been blocking the vision in front of them, was completely exhausted, the giant door appeared directly several meters away from everyone.
Buzz--poof!
It seemed to have penetrated a layer of thick, cold plasma, and also seemed to have passed through a layer of solidified despair.
Violent jolts and nauseating sensory dislocation instantly gripped everyone who attacked. Even Jaghatai felt that his senses seemed to be strongly affected.
The scene outside the porthole completed the switch from violent Chaos to dead silence and void in an instant.
Thunderhawk group and Stormbird plunged into the giant door but went straight in. It seemed that the huge door was not real.
The sense of time instantly becomes sticky and weird.
One second the engine was roaring crazily, and the next second the sound seemed to be stretched and distorted into a long and dull sigh.
The light dimmed, not as darkness, but as a ubiquitous, suffocating dimness, like the last glimmer of ancient embers from hundreds of millions of years ago.
Everyone was wandering around in various up-down, left-right, and sensory errors for who knows how long.
"Woo~~~"
The violent wind suddenly sounded outside the vehicle.
Everyone had not yet recovered from the intense distortion and discomfort, and the scene in front of them was blurry and chaotic.
Jaghatai instinctively pulled the joystick of Stormbird. Although the trance had not yet recovered, he could feel the direction of gravity.
"Boom!"
The violent impact brought about a series of loud noises.
The huge impact threw many soldiers away from the vehicle.
Even Jaghatai himself crashed through the cockpit of Stormbird, making a big hole in the observation window and flew out.
Immediately afterwards there was a series of falling sounds.
"Ugh!"
Jaghatai Khan was the first to slowly climb up from the soft sunken ground, shaking his head.
The strong physique brought by Superman's body is healing the impact damage he suffered.
However, the scene that greeted his eyes was a mess.
They crashed into a broken wasteland that looked like an ancient battlefield abandoned after being repeatedly fired in a purgatory furnace.
The earth is cracked and scorched, with a dark red light flowing like lava, and the twisted metal remains pierce the dim sky like the bones of beasts.
The air was filled with the smell of sulfur, ozone, decaying metal, and rich blood. At the same time, the stench of Chaos's power almost permeated the land.
Some Thunderhawk smashed to the ground like a broken cardboard box, while others in slightly better condition were twisted and plowed dozens of meters long ravines on the ground.
The only good news is that there's no complete disintegration.
The most unlucky one is the Stormbird with a huge load.
This remaining large-scale vehicle broke off from the end of the nose, then rolled on the ground and broke into four sections.
If Men of Iron hadn't remade these vehicles when he rebuilt the ship, Jaghatai has no doubt that everyone would be torn apart along with the vehicles.
Jaghatai glanced at the monitoring system in the helmet.
Hundreds of names flashed before his eyes, many names flashed in red, which were the marks after the death of Life Support System from Power Armour.
Dozens of Thunderhawk plus one Stormbird only carry a total of four hundred Astartes.
Two hundred of them are members of Imperial Fists.
They suffered huge losses just by setting foot on this unfamiliar land.
Imperial Fists Thirty people were killed in the collision, and another 40 people suffered varying degrees of injuries.
The White Scarss lost twenty-five people and sixty others were injured, two of whom fell directly into the Suspended Animation.
What's even worse is that nearly half of the transport vehicles are carrying various supplies.
Some Thunderhawk Transporter also hoist assault vehicles such as Land Speeder.
However, these light vehicles were almost all destroyed in the crash.
On the contrary, some Rhino armored vehicles suffered less damage.
Jaghatai looked at the names marked in red and clenched his fists involuntarily.
"Everyone gather together and collect the sacrificed brothers first. Apothecary recover their Gene-seed, Techmarine, let's check all the wreckage and see if we can find some vehicles and equipment that can still be repaired."
"Send six Scout Squad, I want to know where we are now."
"Try to contact the fleet and search for other possible signals."
"The rest built a simple defense line based on the remains of the vehicle and were on alert in place."