Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 292 05.0291: ‘Fierce Fight’

“Ah! Charge! Huh!!!”

A rocket pierced through the thin haze that filled the vacuum after the explosion. The fart spirit inside it pulled the control rudder frantically in the mood of surviving a disaster, and crashed into a Starhawk located outside the formation.

Bang!

Boom!

The huge explosion tore the fuselage of the Starhawk bomber.

“Pray to the God of All Machines for protection. The fuselage is seriously injured. The air leakage rate... 67 cubic meters per second...” A Mechanicus monk who served as a mechanic used his artificial eyes to scan the holes on the fuselage, and stood firmly on the steel floor in the strong wind formed by the pressure difference.

The servo skull floating beside him began to calculate the repair plan for the fragmented in front of him.

In front of him, the scattered parts and the cables dancing like crazy snakes covered everything. The molten metal and electric sparks continued to emit toxic gases, but this did not affect the mechanic’s analysis.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, a tongue of fire burst out of the breach.

"Put out the fire! Put out the fire quickly! Ahhhh!" A crew member ran in the cabin, but was knocked down by a shock wave without warning, and then was desperately engulfed by the leaking promethium flames.

Almost in an instant, the expanding raging fire engulfed the entire bomber cabin.

The burning Starhawk bomber broke away from the formation, tilted to the side out of control, drew a lonely arc, and burned alone in the void.

This was just the beginning, and fireballs lit up one after another in the formation.

Some large shrapnel penetrated the side armor of the bomber, and some crew members inside were cut in half by the shattered fragments, and some were unable to dodge and had their arms and legs broken by the deformed and bent ceramic steel structure.

"Report the damage." Horatio contacted the Starhawk formation next to him.

"Two Starhawks were destroyed, three were damaged by shrapnel, and there were a small number of casualties. The combat effectiveness is expected to drop by 37%, but the combat mission can still be continued."

At the same time, Captain Fasha had already engaged the enemy and cooperated with Horatio to command the interception brigade.

At this moment, both sides had fired all their missiles, and the next step was the most classic air battle of chasing aircraft.

The three interception squadrons spread out, with two fighters in a group to cover each other alternately, forming a classic "leader-officer" configuration.

The furious fighters, with the cold beauty of steel, fearlessly rushed towards the chaotic and ferocious greenskin aircraft group. This picture was like an angel army in the air attacking the demon army attacking from hell to heaven.

The fierce and cruel close combat between the fighters began.

The furious interceptors were well-trained to pounce on the greenskin aircraft from a relatively high point.

The Skyhawk Squadron was under the experienced tactical command of Captain Fasha, so the Fury fighters had already maintained a high acceleration before the enemy aircraft arrived by pulling away.

Therefore, they rushed towards the greenskins as fast as hawks.

All the laser weapons of the aircraft fired at the same time, and many greenskin aircraft's live ammunition weapons also fought back in the collision, firing more than one round.

But the firing rate of lasers is obviously faster, and more accurate than scattered live ammunition.

When the opponent's live ammunition barrage flew over, the Fury interceptor had already finished firing, changed its course, and passed by the barrage.

Many greenskin creations were blown up in the first round of collision, and the Fury shuttled away and turned its nose to hunt for the next target.

These pilots are all well-trained, with an average flight time of up to 600 hours. How to fight head-on is not unfamiliar to them.

Shooting and blowing up more than a dozen crude creations in the air, while only a few of their own were scratched, which is not a big deal for the huge 40-meter body.

When the effective range allowed, the gunners of the Starhawk crew, with the assistance of the Thinker, operated the self-defense turret and aimed the twin guns at the flying boy fighters running around.

The box formation instantly turned into a fire hedgehog, a mobile fortress with tight defense and abundant firepower.

The lasers were like waving red spears, stabbing at the approaching enemies, and many green carriers were destroyed before they got too close.

A few orc aircrafts rushed into the formation by chance, spewing afterburner smoke, but soon they were either destroyed by self-defense artillery fire or expelled from the formation by furious fighters.

According to the direction displayed by the auspicious instrument and visual confirmation.

A scattered fleet of orcs flew to the belly of the box formation, and Horatio immediately said to the tactical commander Fasha:

"Captain Fasha, guard the bottom of the box formation. The enemy who would think that the attack from below where the bomber's firepower is weak must not be unintentional, and they may have relevant experience."

"Skyhawk Squadron, dive to intercept the enemy planes below the bomber formation."

Captain Fasha's plane made a large-angle turn and dive maneuver.

If Horatio had not flown these void fighters and conducted simulated air battles in Zhongsi Academy, he would definitely vomit in such a dazzling and dizzying maneuver.

The vestibular receptors in his ears can no longer distinguish the void position he is in.

The biggest difference between the void battle and the atmosphere is that there is no reference object that can be known at a glance.

In the atmosphere, you can rely on the horizon and the altimeter to know your current flying height and direction.

And the void fighter can only rely on the auspicious instrument and the horizontal gyroscope.

But a professional veteran like Captain Fasha only cares about the relative position of the wingman, and the rest is not important.

Fasha pulled the elevator at a small angle, and the nose of the plane suddenly lifted up, directly pulling past the lead of an alien fighter that was passing in front.

For such an experienced pilot, she did not need to rely on the shooting directions marked mechanically on her helmet.

She believed in her control over the advance, and believed that her judgment was more accurate than that of Ohm's Messiah. This was the unique 'arrogance' of veteran pilots, but this kind of arrogance was often very effective.

They prefer to call it ‘feel’.

Bright! ——

With a quick and short shot, four laser beams were shot out, three of which hit the body of the green-skinned vehicle, blowing it up in the air.

"Veronica, cover my 5 o'clock position." When she was chasing an enemy plane, several cannon tracer rounds passed by the cabin.

"No problem, Captain!"

The wingman performed a roll maneuver and unknowingly came from high altitude behind the tail-biting enemy aircraft.

While the greenskin in the cockpit was still screaming and rushing forward, a burst of rapid fire destroyed its engine, followed by the middle of the fuselage.

Waves of current loomed from the green-skinned creation that had lost power, and it looked like the capacitor had been damaged.

Bang! In just a few seconds, the entire green-skinned dirty machine instantly exploded into countless fragments, floating in the cold void.

"Captain Fasha! One at 11 o'clock, one at 9 o'clock!" Horatio warned through the air intelligence control system.

"Veronica, I'm going to deal with the 11 o'clock position, and I'll leave the flanking position to you."

"I'm blocked, damn alien! Wait!"

The Skyhawk 2 made a fierce dive around the wreckage, and then increased its acceleration to full speed, trying to get rid of the two green-skinned fighters that were chasing behind it and were knocked out of the formation.

Bang bang!

Two cannon shells fired from a long distance hit the left side of the Skyhawk 1, causing several small holes.

It was not serious, but the turbulence caused by the aircraft indicated that the enemy aircraft was seeking lives.

Once it gets closer, more than two cannon shells will be hit.

Fasha flexibly makes defensive maneuvers while increasing his speed.

She looked around through the cockpit glass.

Next to it was a group of battles, with all aircraft trying their best to fight for life and death. She would not let the pilots risk themselves being destroyed to support Skyhawk One.

"Captain Fasha, please unlock the front-end laser cannon control permission for me."

"Yes, sir."

There is a rotatable twin laser cannon in front of the navigator's position. This powerful and unruly weapon usually requires crew members who have been trained and familiar with it for a long time to function well. Unfortunately, these gunners are still on board the ship. Recuperate.

Horatio's iron hand stretched out the interface dendrite and connected to the gun-controlled cogitator array.

Relying on the ability of the Command Hand, he saw the location of the Furious fighter he was in and the surrounding battle situation from a bird's-eye view.

Two green-skinned creatures that sprang out from the Starhawk bomber formation were approaching from an oblique angle.

Fasha's strategy was to speed away, but the large and small cannons on the enemy plane were firing wildly and randomly, shooting out warheads that were inaccurate and as dense as a rainstorm.

The barrage forced Fasha to turn the plane's nose, otherwise she would be at higher risk of being hit.

But doing so will give up the six points on the tail of your aircraft to the enemy aircraft.

puff! puff! puff!

Uncertain whether the enemy plane still carried missiles, Fasha's fighter plane began to spray decoy bombs after careful consideration.

Heat, foil, and noise bait erupt in short intervals, spreading a silvery bloom into the void.

Horatio used his iron hand to direct the machine spirit of the Thinker array, and the machine spirit turned the laser cannon and aimed it at the incoming fighter.

Brilliant!

The laser rapid-fire cannon spits out a series of dazzling fire.

The female pilot in the driver's seat took the time to turn her head and saw a green-skinned creature coming from diagonally above. It was directly hit by a precise laser, and rolled and exploded into two relatively harmless pieces.

Then she turned on full power again and passed over the large green-skinned interceptor plane rushing from the side. At the moment when the two planes crossed each other, she pressed the trigger.

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