The Emperor’s Angel of Death

As the Spark approached Gages, the squadron sent a signal that the space around the planet had been emptied, and then battleships slowly approached the planet where there was only a little orbital defense force.

Even at such a distance, Soshyang could see the green-skinned floating dock trembling under the powerful firepower of the fleet.

Those precision artillery fires annihilated the facilities and auxiliary tugs that were used to transform meteorites one by one, and cleared away floating meteorites and large pieces of space junk that might pose a threat to the fleet.

Spark also joined the Qi Ming of firepower.

A dull roar echoed on the deck, and all the cabins shook unceasingly, like a giant gong ringing disorderly in an empty marble palace.

There was a different smell in the air, as if dust or ashes were mixed in the central circulation system.

After half an hour of indiscriminate bombing, the next phase of the war gradually unfolded.

The ground forces of the fleet began to launch a full-scale offensive against Gages, and all the soldiers of the battle group gathered to watch the battle.

The gates of Gages’ low orbit are now wide open, allowing the imperial army’s various spacecraft to transport large numbers of people to the assembly points of the low orbit. The huge doors of those huge transport ships are opened one by one under the control of the heavy cantilever. The flapping winged roc in ancient mythology.

Further down is the planet that fills the entire field of vision, just like a huge orange, which looks particularly dazzling.

After the transport ship arrived in low orbit, batches of heavy warships also lined up into view, and the soldiers watched intently.

Before long, a small and blazing firelight suddenly lit up on the bright and dazzling orange ground below-the orbital bombing officially kicked off.

Many dark spots began to appear on the planet, and the orange's skin was stained with bruises, and those particularly bright spots were the flashing points produced by the fired ammunition and laser hitting the void shield.

During the orbital suppressive bombing process, the transport fleet that had reached a predetermined height immediately began to drop ground troops, like a group of stalwart giants splashing dusty seeds or chaffs under their feet.

According to traditional tactics, the first landing troops will open up a safe landing field on the ground, and then heavy equipment will reach the ground via large transport aircraft to unload those war machines.

Even the simple thinking of Green Skin can understand the importance of not allowing the opponent to open up the landing field easily, so they will definitely gather forces to try to destroy the landing troops in place.

Therefore, the first batch of troops to land must fight the enemy **** without heavy fire support.

The casualties of this kind of war are often terrible.

However, this is the role of the Astral Army, as the cornerstone of the entire battle, regardless of whether they have a strong physique and mind, they play a supporting role in the war.

The decisive blow is often mastered by more elite and rarer weapons.

The Astarte battle group was born for this.

Five hours after the launch of the landing operation, Soshyang received a message that the commander of the squadron said that the greenskins had come out, and fighting with the astral army was a good opportunity to destroy their hearts.

"We are going to the surface."

Soshyan turned to Sol and said:

"Do you want to go down."

This sounds almost like a question, but it's actually a notification for the next step.

Saul nodded slightly.

Soon, Thunder Eagle arrived on the flight deck of the Spark. Twenty-five fighters were ready to go, including Priest Yazdan.

"let's go."

There is no need to mobilize before the war, Soshyan believes that his fighters are fully prepared.

A few minutes later, Thunder Eagle looked like a comet across the sky, quickly approaching Gages' green core stronghold in friction with the thin atmosphere.

There is something in the planet's atmosphere that is unsuitable for ordinary humans to breathe. Most of the mortal troops that land must wear a howling mask, but Astarte does not need such protection.

You don’t even need to wear a helmet

During the landing, Soshyan always paid attention to the dynamics of the war and the structure of the planet's surface.

Most of the planets occupied by green skins will soon lose their vitality, leaving only a huge desert on the ground, as if a whole piece of brown glass.

Because of the huge beam of light falling from the sky, everything was stained with a faint orange-yellow color.

The wake of the Thunder Eagle when it crossed the Void Shield was like a series of bursts of electric sparks.

From a height of several thousand meters, one can already see towers of astonishing scale piercing the ground straight into the sky. These huge buildings like the spires of the nest are exactly the same as the crude and wild style of the green skin.

They are about ten kilometers apart, and they are arranged at regular intervals, like stalagmites growing in the cave.

Saul, who was sitting next to Soshyang, suddenly said his first words after boarding the plane.

"This is a super-large position generator. The ability to create this kind of thing shows that there is bound to be a very powerful engineer among the green skins here. They are generally called big skill tyrants."

Soshyang heard what Saul said-the green skin here is probably not easy to deal with.

He looked out the window carefully, and in the face of such a large-scale extraterrestrial invasion, those giant shields performed very well, absorbing most of the power of orbital bombing.

And on the tactical panel, the green skin protected under the void shield is also preparing to launch the most powerful counterattack.

Through real-time tactical projection, Soshyan can see countless soldiers and armored vehicles swept across the wasteland like a billowing wave, rushing to the target through the hot trajectory plowed by the orbital bombardment.

Fire is everywhere, fierce firepower leaves a little mottled on the ground, and the mud fortresses built on the ground with green leather are gradually melting, but this is only the most insignificant part of the huge defense force.

Thousands of billowing plumes of smoke scattered on the vast ground rose towards the ocher sky, and the damaged vehicles spewing thick smoke were just insignificant black spots on the greenish projector, buried in the raging offensive. in.

This is the background of a picture of war. If it is accompanied by a general or commander who stands on his helmet and drew his sword, it is enough to become a famous painting.

Such a spectacular scene is beyond any picture he has ever seen.

But in a rather contradictory moment, he realized the different levels of conflict in human beings: on the one hand, the stalwart and powerful generals are complacent, on the other hand the small and fragile individual soldiers suddenly fell to the ground and immediately disappeared in countless colleagues. Under the footsteps of the alien barrier launched a charge.

Oukna's thousands of kilometers of defensive front throws fierce firepower on the army from the pressure.

At the forefront of the imperial offensive, Greenskin’s surprisingly powerful weapon strikes turned armored vehicles and mortal bodies into wreckage ~ www.readwn.com ~ even the air itself was distorted in the explosion.

At the top of the 100-meter-high rock fortresses, huge turrets of various shapes are slowly rotating, and the ground is washed slowly with cannonballs that have seriously exceeded the charge. These turrets can also be seen occasionally due to improper operation. Smashed.

These explosions left scorched black sticky, steaming scars in the formation of the empire's army, and the entire company of soldiers directly evaporated in this way.

At the same time, a large number of ultra-heavy tanks marching in were ready to shoot, and the powerful poison blade lifted the muzzle and began to bombard the fortresses.

The green-skinned buildings have always been incompatible with the sturdiness. Those buildings quickly shattered under the bombardment of artillery fire, and a large cloud of dust and dust splashed around.

From Soshyang's point of view, those explosions seemed insignificant, and the flying ashes were just a little scattered dust, but he understood that it was still a contrast with the grand scale.

The fortresses are actually huge, and every cloud of dust is no less than the scene of the entire block turned into ruins.

The outer line of defense that the astral army attacked with all its strength did not have much effect, and the door to the green leather core stronghold was still closed.

Five minutes later, countless rockets rose from the back of the green leather front and smashed into the front of the empire. Even the super heavy tanks collapsed under continuous bombardment, and the tankers and their vehicles turned into incendiary wreckage. .

Soshyang couldn't help wondering, how many imperial soldiers were out of the sky in that second?

In that moment, in that deafening roar.

At this moment, there was a shock from his feet, and then the entire Thunder Eagle shook.

They landed on the ground of Gages.

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