From the time the huge green-skinned battleship appeared from subspace to the time the Armageddon Orbital Defense Station reacted, the situation began to take a turn for the worse in just a few minutes.
Everyone was unexpected, and even the planet's governor still doesn't know what happened.
Who would have thought that green skins would appear without warning at the edge of a galaxy that is crucial to the empire, heading straight for the core planet - this is a large industrial world of the empire and an important node in the navigation channel. Countless people responsible for
Manufacturing factories that provide ammunition to the Legiones Astartes are located throughout the system.
But now, the only thing standing between the giant green ship and the planet is the orbital defense station.
But this responsibility was too heavy for Major General Lawrence Montoya, who had almost never been on the battlefield.
Although he is now standing on the edge of the command platform, with his back straight and his hands behind his back, looking down at the bridge, looking calm and composed, only he knows the panic inside.
Other staff, crew members and officers were also fully focused on their work.
The contact signals on the wall flashed urgently, and the array of cogitators had calculated the possibilities and reached clear conclusions.
Major General Lawrence Montoya is well aware of the combat capabilities of his combat space station. Although it has good firepower, it is far from enough to stop the greenskin offensive.
Therefore, he could only silently curse these damn greenskins in his heart, and also curse the detector operators who deserved to eat shit - why didn't the enemy even notice it when they touched it under their noses?
As the Orbital Defense Station responded urgently, the few frigates in orbit also responded, obeying Rear Admiral Lawrence Montoya's hopeless orders and attempting to maintain the blockade.
But without their help, the orbital blockade will surely fall.
"Sir!"
The gunnery commander shouted from the gunnery station.
"All weapon arrays are fully prepared and loaded. The enemy ship has entered range and is requesting fire."
Rear Admiral Lawrence Montoya took a deep breath and looked around the bridge once, how he hoped this was just a dream——
Then he looked at the gunner.
"Permission to fire."
The first salvo hit the World Killer hard. The opponent's shields trembled from the bombardment, and the ship's bow flashed with green light.
"Ha! Xiami fought back!"
Bonecrusher turned to his helmsman and tapped the man's three-cornered hat on the head, then pointed at the grainy, flickering holographic display.
"Keep the course and head towards that iron lump at full speed, as fast as it will hit you."
"Got it, boss!"
The helmsman shouted back, but did not pick up the fallen hat, because a grunt ran to pick it up.
Then, Bonecrusher turned to the main communication array and shouted a series of commands to the ship boy using a rusty earphone and a bent microphone speaker, and then walked up the deformed metal stairs to the command platform.
There, the mechanic boys were busy, stopping only to wipe some grease from the main panel, while Bonecrusher came to the command platform and slammed his scarred green fist down the most conspicuous part of the console.
red button.
Suddenly, the thick metal bulkheads of the entire battleship began to tremble, and the engines groaned and overturned.
Sirens roared, thousands of beasts roared as the World Killer rolled forward, and at the same time cannons roared.
It looks like this huge hulk is planning to hit the space station.
The artillery array of the orbital station also flashed continuously, and three heavy light lance salvos overloaded the bow shield of the World Killer in the astonishing light.
Within seconds, flames bloomed across the ship's jagged hull.
Another macro-cannon shell hit the bow of the ship, which was composed of thick armor plates, head-on. More gun columns came on line and fired, causing a lot of damage. Finally, they penetrated the bent bow deck for more than ten meters and triggered an explosion.
The explosion penetrated the surrounding warehouse walls, exposing part of the ship to the void.
The gunnery command of the orbital station control center locked the target on the exposed weak point and fired continuous volleys to expand it.
While the barrage continued, the World Killer continued to move forward.
The space around it soon became stagnant with slowly rotating wreckage, huge pieces of the ship being blown apart and blown away by the relentless blows - but the wreckage wasn't the only thing floating around the ship like a cloud.
From hangars and silo hatches, greenskin space vehicles of all shapes and sizes formed a chaotic formation in front of their mothership.
The orbital station also fought back. Fury interceptors scrambled from the hatch and exchanged fire with the incoming green bombers. The void between the two was soon torn apart by the flashing lasers, bullets and missiles as hundreds of fighters exchanged fire.
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Major General Lawrence Montoya watched all this nervously.
The alien flagship is approaching, but it has been injured. In the zoomed-in picture, its bow was blown open by a cannonball.
The junk-like ship seemed to tremble and hurt, with flames licking its sides and burning its guts.
This was not what Maj. Gen. Lawrence Montoya expected.
The greenskins were supposed to crush them, they were supposed to strike along the flanks of the orbital station, break the void shields with heavy firepower, and then storm the orbital station with their landing pods.
Once the opponent survives the first wave of attacks, they can ram the artillery train and assault the orbital station, and everything will be over.
Major General Lawrence Montoya even imagined that after he committed suicide with a pistol, his body was dragged from the command platform and chopped into pieces.
But the green-skinned warships did not attack the orbital station.
Vector and process triangulation calculations by graphic experts and graphic contemplatives showed that the Greenskin flagship was to pass the orbital station.
When he realized what was happening, for a humiliating moment, Maj. Gen. Lawrence Montoya felt relieved.
This emotion was immediately suppressed by a mixture of shock and anger——
Because the greenskins didn't try to crush and capture the orbital station, they just wanted to get over, they were going to Armageddon!!!
"Captain Gunner!"
He shouted to the officers of the weapons array.
"Can we stop the greenskin warship?"
"I'm afraid it's difficult, sir! The opponent's mass is too great, and its speed is very fast. This thing is stronger than an asteroid meteorite, and our firepower cannot completely intercept it!"
"Damn it!"
Rear Admiral Lawrence Montoya watched the green-skinned battleship continue to accelerate while cursing the alien's cunning.
The thin blockade can no longer stop the opponent.
"All battleships, use all means to stop the green-skinned battleships! If not, just hit them!"
As a last resort, he could only issue death orders to a few frigates and sacrifice these battleships in exchange for the safety of the planet.
If this thing falls to the ground, no matter what the green skin does next, at least his head will not be saved.
Soon, the frigates tried to stop this behemoth, but compared with the world killer, their tonnage was like the difference between a trout and a shark.
Within a moment, two frigates began to disintegrate under the continuous blows of the World Killer.
First their inner decks burned, then their magazines boiled, their reactors overloaded, their plasma drives overloaded, and the end result was a cascade of explosions that rippled across the ship, ripping open their hulls and shattering their keels.