The assembly ended with a neat oath, and each company arrived at the lower deck in accordance with the assigned tasks and prepared to enter the landing module.
The moment the Storm breaks through the enemy's shield, they will break away from the ship and fly towards the terrifying alien fortress, facing a bloody battle to the death.
"We're going to beat them to the ground, right?"
On the communication channel, Axel's voice was still as loud as ever, and the tension before the war made his voice tremble slightly.
"Yes, we will take them out."
Soshyan used a calm tone to calm the emotions of the team members. He is now the captain and needs to lead the nine team members to fight.
Maybe this is too difficult and too glorious for a new recruit, but no one in the Astral Knights has ever had an objection to this, because he is the best among this entire batch of recruits, and even hundreds of them in the entire Chapter.
Best recruit of the year.
Calm, tough, charismatic, and quite big.
The former is a personal trait he has displayed in many operations, while the latter is a little weirder, because Space Marines are not dirty greenskins who can become leaders just by being big.
But Soshyan's physique is indeed different from ordinary people. He is a head taller than an ordinary Space Marine, so that his power armor must be slightly modified before he can wear it.
Some people call him "big guy", while a few people like to call him a more joking name——
【Microplasma】
However, this was an unacceptable title and was strictly prohibited by the Chapter Master.
In fact, Soshyan also hates others calling him that, because it is a word that is blessed and cursed at the same time.
The eighteen Primarchs created by the Emperor created eighteen great legions and also created the glorious Human Galactic Empire.
But it was also the Primarchs who led their respective legions to launch an unprecedented rebellion, almost destroying the entire human empire, and the Primarchs who rebelled accounted for half of them.
To this day, the poison of that rebellion still spreads in the veins of the empire, even though ten thousand years have passed...
Sirens and whistles rang throughout the landing area, cluttered and shrill from overuse, as crew members raced through the aisles stained red by emergency lights, tattered boots and rag-wrapped feet splashing from the ceiling, walls or
The blood shed from unknown sources, and the time spent as slaves under the Space Marines wore away their fear, and they pushed each other and ran to their combat readiness posts.
The skinny servitor with the frontal lobe removed dragged his body into the engine and landing bay. The battle group servants rushed to the weapon turret with heavy steps, their strengthened arms covered with white powder ready to drag huge and heavy shells at any time.
The Storm's engine set had been pushed beyond its limit, and the surrounding bulkheads vibrated. The ship's hull faced the approaching alien fortress with a metallic groan.
"Get ready for boarding."
Seeing a group of Space Marines approaching, the mortal crew hurriedly made way for the giants in power armor. The giants held bolters or chainswords tightly in their hands, and fired a stream of energy from the deep black eyepieces on their helmets.
Judgment, the activated armor buzzed, causing ripples in the blood accumulated on the deck.
The enemy's shelling has caused casualties, but there is no time to take care of the wounded. Everyone is busy at their respective posts.
Soshyan's company will be launched in this landing area. They will focus on attacking the core area of the world engine. In principle, they must concentrate when the tactics start.
But it was a completely unfamiliar battlefield, and the landing process was full of countless unknowns. No one was sure where they would land, so everyone set the highest priority goal - to kill all the aliens they saw.
.
"Soshyan, your team will use the No. 1 landing module and wait for my order before launching."
The company commander's voice suddenly broke into the communication channel. Before Soshyan could ask urgently, the other party cut off the communication, and then each combat team began to enter their respective landing bays.
He felt very strange, because the landing module No. 1 was not an ordinary landing module. It was a very old Anverus-type landing module that joined the battle group with the Storm.
This kind of landing module was frequently used during the Great Expedition era. It could airdrop ten soldiers or a Dreadnought mecha at one time. It had very strong armor and could automatically take off and recover after landing. It is now very rare.
Usually only the elite veteran companies in the warband use it.
But Soshyang quickly hid this doubt in his heart. Now is not the time to think about this.
Viewed from the outside, the huge Tempest is gliding in the colorful void, and the twisted fragments of a frigate not far away scatter like raindrops, making her void shield flicker.
The ancient battle barge cleverly maneuvered, turning sideways to dodge the incoming gauss cannon salvos from a distance, while beams of light as big as hive buildings roared past without causing any damage.
The appearance of the World Engine is difficult to describe in human language. Rather than a spaceship, it is more like a moving cemetery. A large number of towering obelisks are its main body, and there are many geometric palaces and their quilts attached.
The despised alien statue is as big as an asteroid.
The Storm, traveling at high speed, burrowed towards the underside of the World Engine, and the firepower of light spears and kinetic weapons filled the vacuum between the two.
As the distance increased, the void shield of the battle barge began to withstand the enemy's firepower. Kaleidoscope-like light illuminated the surrounding twisted space, and layers of energy fields began to overload. Broken weapons and armored debris surrounded the ship. Hundreds of
The crew of the plan flowed into the void from the damaged part of the deck, and turned into stiff corpses in an instant.
The Storm was still moving forward, relying on its flexible engines to successfully slide under the right side of the World Engine. She made a perfect flip and released clusters of shining spears of light towards the World Engine's drive array.
But just like what happened before, nothing could penetrate that thick layer of ground. The world engine was still moving forward, and the power part continued to leak out a faint light green trail.
And the Storm is still flipping.
The moment it passed under the world engine with its inertia, the engine suddenly accelerated, crashed into the undefended belly of the alien fortress, and locked the ship's hull tightly.
At the moment when the void shield and the stand violently collided, the huge light spot shined in all directions like a small nova. The huge kinetic energy poured out even stopped the pace of the world engine, making it like a small boat in the storm.
Shaking, but still indestructible.
The Storm began to disintegrate, its front half bearing numerous scars as it penetrated the nearly invincible shield, and then sprayed out countless silver-gray fragments, like seeds sprinkled on the field.
"The combustion chamber starts working."
The machine spirit of the landing module confirmed the command and responded. Soshyan waited until the end to receive the order from the company commander. He was almost the last batch of landing modules launched from the Storm.
After the unsettling tremors disappeared, the teardrop-shaped landing module began to glide quietly in the void, and the roar of the rocket engine passed through the reinforced superstructure of the drop bay, passed through the personnel cabin, and passed through
The hatch passed through the descent bracket and reached Soshyan's ears.
He was not sure what the fate of the Storm would be. This battle barge, which carried all the history of their chapter and was the most glorious, was once their most precious possession.
"Turn on the rear camera."
His voice was extremely calm, and he could hear the gentle echo of his own breath in his helmet, just like his nine companions in power armor.
Once again, the machine soul responded to him, and the rune screen installed on the front of the control bracket made a hissing sound, and then slowly opened.
Soshyan looked at everything inside, and the optical eyepieces constantly reflected certain data or uncertain estimates of speed and distance.
The extravehicular cameras were also activated one after another, allowing him to observe the dusk-like space and the enemy's situation from all directions. Looking at it, more than half of the void was occupied by the dazzling wake of the world engine.
In the distance, the Tempest was quietly disintegrating. The armor fragments were naturally peeled off her body, exposing the internal structure to the cold void. The enemy's firepower continued to erode large holes in it.
They will probably never have a chance to recover the ship, and all the valuable equipment and personnel it carried will be lost.
"Front camera"
Soshyan issued new instructions. Directly in front of the landing module was the World Engine - it was so huge, desolate, and flat, and the color looked like some kind of mineral.
Bang!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the cabin, followed by strong shaking. It was obvious that they had been hit by something.
The picture on the screen began to become blurry, and Soshyan could vaguely see many exploding fires appearing on the desolate surface of the World Engine. Apparently his compatriots who had arrived one step ahead of him had already begun to take action. Of course, various explosions were still flying in the air as usual.
If they are unlucky enough to be hit by a green beam, they won't be able to wait until they hit the ground.
“Prepare for high-speed access and impact.”
Soshyan issued instructions to others through his helmet. He could hear the fixed frame and seat belts creaking as they were tightened. He also felt the vibration and shaking of the exterior of the drop bay as it came into contact with the debris of the spacecraft.
By adjusting the camera, he could see the process of unfolding the outside of the landing module like an umbrella frame, but the operation of the bracket was not smooth. The strongest impact before had damaged some systems, which meant that their landing would not be possible.