He shoved the control stick forward. The crimson Gundam became a blur, charging rather than retreating to meet the leading Gorkanaut head-on.
As the battle on the ground reached fever pitch, a Stormraven Gunship hovered silently among the clouds high overhead.
"Target locked," Sergeant Major Maximian said coldly, studying the skull command tower highlighted on his tactical display behind the Gretchin army. "Both sides are fully engaged. This is our best opportunity."
"All battle-brothers, check your equipment. The hatch opens in three seconds."
"We have only one target."
He sealed his helmet and drew the Power Sword at his waist. Deep blue arcs of energy flickered along its blade.
"For the Emperor! Purge the Xenos!"
The streets of Ironfang Fortress had become an arena for steel behemoths.
Empowered by the dense WAAAGH! field, ten thirty-meter-tall Gorkanauts advanced like mobile fortresses of destruction. Their enormous bodies smashed every building in their path, while their massive Power Claws and terrifyingly large-caliber shoulder-mounted "Big Gun cannons" poured fire onto the four Liberator Gundams that looked so "scrawny" to them.
Explosive fireballs and raging shock waves transformed the chaotic street fighting into a battlefield of gods and demons, beyond the reach of mortals. Ordinary Gretchin and Ork Boyz could only cower in the shadows of the ruins, gazing up in terror at the titanic battle that would decide their fate.
"Hahaha! Flatten them! Tear them apart!" Standing atop the command tower, Grob Muchcoin watched his Gork Legion enjoy an overwhelming advantage in numbers and size. His confidence, which had just hit rock bottom, swelled wildly once more. "See that, you little runts? Against absolute strength and WAAAGH!, all your fancy tricks are just scrap metal!"
Yet the battle did not unfold as he had hoped.
The thrusters beneath Red Comet's feet suddenly flared. With