Doubts remain doubts, and they should be used. Considering the size of the current battle group, Soshyan did not waste manpower on establishing any large-scale aviation fleet. He only formed a squadron composed of 12 Voss Strike Lightning fighters, adding more
Named the Rahm Squadron, and three of the dozen or so members of the Brotherhood of Steel were selected as instructors and aviation squadron commanders, and the squadron was temporarily included in the fourth company.
Kano is the squadron leader of Lachem's squadron and the squad leader of the first squadron.
He stared at the fighter plane loading missiles while the mechanical priests performed final malfunction prevention work.
"May you be as far away from malfunction as your soul is far away from dirt, may the god of all machines watch over everything, liberate the war machines, liberate the death traders."
The final preparations were about to be completed. Kano looked around. The other eleven fighter planes were also ready. The soldiers were standing near their respective cars, waiting to board the plane.
Didi didi——
The green warning light lit up, and the servitors pushed the elevator to the side of the fighter plane. Kano put on a special tactical helmet, two mechanical priests walked beside him, and incense floated from the incense burner.
They made the air around Kano thick and dense. It was filled with various oils and strange burning agents, and they were smoldering together in the Mechanicus incense burner. It smelled like a mixture of toxic waste gases being emitted from the factory.
The smell, but the Astartes can tolerate these strong smells that have no effect on them, because the nano-incense will make their power armor and fighter aircraft more closely integrated.
"I am the thunder, I am the anger, I am the storm, and I will rain death with my wings of steel."
Reciting a flight prayer from ancient times, Kano stepped onto the stairs and sat in the cockpit. The restraint belt automatically fixed him in place. Two mechanical priests followed closely behind. They unplugged the cables on the seats and placed them in the cockpit.
It is connected to the modified power backpack and helmet behind the driver's armor.
Another applied holy ointment to the flickering electronic panel.
As the link was established, the fighter's machine soul woke up. Kano felt the nerve connection sting his spine, and his temples were swollen due to the mixed feeling of weapons and consciousness, but these feelings soon subsided and he exhaled.
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When the priests left, the cockpit hatch was closed, the flight deck began to flash yellow light, and the blaring horns clashed with the high singing of the hymn servitors.
The engine of his fighter also started, and the roar echoed in the air.
A rough three-dimensional spatial tactical map with green lines unfolded in Kano's sight. The green projection was combined with the real world, and status runes began to flash in his cockpit system.
"All flying units."
He said into his communicator:
"Take off in thirty seconds."
When the huge plasma engine roared to its highest pitch, the huge armor plate in front of the flight deck slowly rose, and the extended frame sent them into the take-off area.
"Lachem Squadron, attack!"
The next second, the huge feeling of weightlessness shocked Kano slightly, and then his fighter plane penetrated into the dark space, and the cruiser carrying them was left behind. At this time, it was using its main gun to shoot towards the distant place.
Enemy shot.
"Our mission is to intercept the enemy's attack fleet, including fleets, and friendly forces including the Navy's Lightning Squadron, Starhawk Squadron and Thunder Squadron."
Twelve Voss Strike Lightning fighter jets quickly formed an assault formation and began to fly towards the combat zone. Soon the target rune was displayed on Kano's helmet.
The battle has now entered a fever pitch, with various small battleships, frigates, plunderers, destroyers and armed merchant ships mingling together, while there are also various fighter planes shuttled between them. On this battlefield, the threat of fighter planes cannot be ignored. They
It may be difficult to attack those large ships, but small ships cannot withstand a few plasma missile or torpedo attacks.
Threat signs densely packed with enemy secrets came towards us, and many fighter planes turned into twinkling stars in flight. Obviously the battle situation was not very favorable to the empire. The Red Pirates' Chaos Dragons and fighter planes had suppressed the destroyer squadron and allowed
One of the ships was paralyzed.
Kano knew they would have to deal with the toughest enemies, so he chose a group of opponents who would attack the hardest.
"Targets, 113-193, locked and engaged."
What Kano marked was a Hellblade formation. These evil fighters were chasing a formation of Starhawk bombers that had just launched torpedoes. There were 9 aircraft in total.
The Hell Blades, which are like long and narrow flying darts, are like guided missiles mounted on the wings. Whenever they fire, the void is filled with lasers. The bombers desperately dodge left and right, trying their best to get rid of the enemy's entanglement.
Perhaps such a maneuver might work when the enemy and we are of the same strength, but in a contest with such a huge disparity in strength...
With fierce shooting, a Starhawk was hit by an engine, and half of the fuselage was instantly blown into pieces.
"receive."
"clear."
The captains of the other two teams responded calmly, and then the formation split up and rushed towards the Red Pirate's Hell Blade fighter from three directions.
And those Hell Blades who were chasing the bombers had just discovered that an enemy plane was rushing towards them, but the opponent didn't even give their detection equipment a chance to react. The twelve Voss Strike Lightning activated their shields and transformed into twelve
Meteors rushed from three directions at extremely fast speeds.
Kano had already locked onto a Hellblade, and the fighter's laser cannon shot for only 0.5 seconds, turning the opponent into a burning fireball.
"Kill."
The monotonous ticking of various instruments covered up his smooth tone.
The second enemy plane began to turn quickly to try to get away. Kano also turned quickly and followed closely behind the enemy aircraft. While the visual aiming of the tactical helmet locked the enemy, the auxiliary fire control system was also adjusting the shooting parameters. After all,
The actual distance between the two may be more than one thousand meters.
When the angle was just right, Kano issued an attack command, and several laser beams directly hit the second Hell Blade, turning it into a burning fireball.
And one of Kano's wingmen also tore apart another enemy plane. Kano controlled the fighter plane to gracefully slide over the fragments of the dead Hell Blade and began to look for the next prey.
Of course, he did not forget his responsibilities - commanding and teaching.
"Syamsir, please avoid the direction 12°-13."
"receive."
After receiving the order, the team members immediately flew sideways, causing most of the enemy aircraft's firepower to miss, while a few were absorbed by the plasma shield. Then the fighter aircraft suddenly accelerated, rolling, dodging, and drifting like a dancer at high altitudes.
The speed and flexibility of Voss Lightning were superior to that of the Hell Blade. Soon the pursuer found that he had been thrown away. The opponent maneuvered directly on top of it at a small angle, and then quickly descended at a small angle, falling from a distance.
It looks like a blue comet orbiting in the sky.
Voss Lightning then counterattacked, directly shredding the enemy plane's wings.
The wings were knocked off, the Hellblade began to roll uncontrollably, and was eventually destroyed by the second round of strafing.