Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Ever since he listened to the political commissar's explanation that day, Ryder had become much silent, and Alex would not explain anything more to him.

Since he wants to become an Astra Militarum, he'd better adapt to the cruel war in this dark universe in advance.

Ryder quickly adjusted the channel of the communicator, looking for any bomber's contact code as much as possible.

"This is... Commissar Yarek... We need... air cover... to eliminate that turret..."

The communication was a bit muted and intermittent, but I could still make out a general picture.

"This is...Randolph...we...can complete...support..."

After receiving the reply, Ryder nodded to Commissar Yarek: "A Predator bomber will be coming."

"Then he'd better hurry up. I can already see the shadow of the largest anti-aircraft turret."

The sound of the Predator bomber cutting through the air came, attracting the attention of the battlefield. The grunts and orc boys in the big turret also noticed this shrimp aircraft.

Turning the muzzle to track the aircraft's movements.

Predictive shots exploded behind the aircraft. It seemed that these orcs relied entirely on their own shooting experience and observation of ballistics for air defense.

There is no calculation or machine soul assistance at all.

The orc sat in the turret and roared. He had mastered the ballistics through thousands of iron pellets and could make more accurate previews.

A series of rain of bullets exploded on the Predator bomber. Some of the mixed rain of bullets penetrated the fuselage, while others bounced away weakly, but none of these had any more impact on the bomber's movements.

Under the eyes of the orcs, the melta bomb mounted on the Marauder bomber fell off and flew towards them.

"Quick, quick, quick! Open whoever is inside!"

Fart suddenly pulled a lever. When the melta bomb was about to fall on the big turret, a layer of electromagnetic ripple-like shield was generated, paralyzing the trigger fuse of the melta bomb, and pushing it like an invisible hand. The bomb rolled elsewhere.

"Tsk, the orcs' new toy..." Eric saw all this, and he only felt that these orcs became more difficult and smarter as the war progressed.

"Wow hahaha! The electric shield I made from Lao Ba works quite well! Keep firing, and keep singing!"

The undamaged large turret still maintained its original firing frequency, suppressing the imperial soldiers and smashing them together with the ruined bunkers.

The flashing arc shield once again successfully blocked the bomber's bomb, and once again captured the Predator bomber's figure.

A series of bullets shot straight in, penetrating the solid cabin glass.

"Ahem..." Randolph felt that his body had been beaten into pieces. The intention of several attacks was too obvious. He should have circled around and attacked covertly.

However, the friendly forces on the ground that were constantly disappearing would not give him that much time. Engine No. was already dead, and Engines No. and were on the verge of leaking fuel and being ignited.

Of the entire crew, except for him, only Regel, who controlled the turret at the back, was still able to speak. The rest were either dead or seriously injured and unconscious.

"The bombs have been used up..." He quickly glanced at the condition of the fuselage and connected to the channel of political commissar Yarick and the crew.

"This is Randolph, Marauder bomber pilot, we've run out of ammunition. But we'll make the Emperor proud..."

"Yes, yes...let the Emperor be proud of us..." Regel's voice also mixed in, and the sound of gunshots mixed with explosives made his words a little blurry.

"Do what you should do, soldier..." Yarick already knew what they were going to do. Whether they could break through the last big turret and rush towards the largest anti-aircraft gun position all depended on this opportunity.

The marauding Predator bomber, riddled with black smoke and riddled with black smoke, flew back again. This time, the orcs paid no attention to him. After all, the things dropped by this thing were completely useless to their shields, so there was no need to be afraid at all.

They just need to use these awesome guns to smash all the shrimps into pieces.

"Boss? That Xiami airplane..."

"I told you not to worry about that thing. The egg he dropped is useless. Load me a magazine!"

"It's not the boss.. He's charging towards us!" He yelled as he watched the bombers getting bigger and bigger plunge towards their turrets.

"Shield! Where's the shield! The shield can save me!" The orc who was addicted to shooting also noticed this problem and smashed a glass cover with one punch. It said thoughtfully on it: If you need stronger protection, please smash it. .

The button was pressed by the orc, and the electric shield of the entire turret shone with stronger lightning.

Yarrick's heart clenched suddenly. He hoped that the orc shield would not block Randolph's bomber.

"These orcs... are always interesting. They were like that before, and they are like that now..." In the shadow of a building, Sage Kaos was observing everything on the battlefield.

A large group of orc corpses fell beside him, each of them killed in one blow, without any unnecessary wounds at all.

Sage Kaos stood among the orc corpses and analyzed the performance of the electric shield.

"Well... the repulsion shield... also has a little EMP effect. This year's Orc Tech Master is really a smart guy... He has come up with such things." Sage Kaos The green goggles were flashing, and he was thinking about whether to help them.

It's better to help. If they can't get in, it will be even later to see that guy. He casually took out a square made of black stone and clicked it with a mechanical finger.

The stone disintegrated and turned into a string of green codes that dissipated in the air.

Randolph sat in his cab, watching the buildings flashing past him and the orc turrets that were constantly enlarging in front of him. This was his last effort.

"This?" He suddenly felt that the aircraft with many damaged engines accelerated suddenly, exceeding her original maximum speed of 1800 kilometers per hour almost instantly.

The violently accelerating plane didn't even give him more time to react. Under the pressure of the rapid speed, he vaguely saw the last flashing data on the screen.

Speed:km/h

The bomber crashed directly into the Orc's turret, and the electric shield didn't even have any blocking effect.

Other structures of the fuselage exploded inside the Orc turret, while the stronger main part penetrated the entire turret structure at high speed, plunged into the foundation and exploded.

If there is only fuel, it will not be enough to cause such a violent explosion, which can shatter the surface and sink the entire large turret into it.

Yarrick could only think that this was a chain reaction of the cannonballs stored inside the orcs.

But the great sage of Kaos in the shadow is very satisfied with the new little toy he made.