The mechanic's call brought Kurtz Mannheim back from his trance-like memories.
"Uh, I'm here."
"More enemy targets appear."
Kurtz Mannheim glanced at the auspicious device. Fifty kilometers away, a large number of flashing light spots appeared. It was obvious that the one they had just killed was a daredevil.
"May the Machine God grant me a glorious victory today."
Then he muttered softly, while the mechanical beast in his mind growled sympathetically in agreement.
"Form into battle formation."
Under his command, the war dogs ran like birds with broken wings, their heavy bodies hunched over and their muzzles stretched forward, and the weapon arms stretched out on both sides looked like the stumps of vestigial wings.
At this moment, the Iron Hammer is like a hunter with a gun, and the dog-shaped Titans are its hounds, and their enemies are a group of ferocious wolves.
Kurtz Mannheim calmed down. The high-pitched and frantic screams of the sensors and the strange gasps of electromagnetic induction sounded distant and lingering. They wailed like painful human voices for a moment, and then returned to deathly silence. Sometimes they were as high as a song.
All of a sudden it was like a lump in the throat.
Electronic interference, synthesized audio, slightly corrupted data and sensor noise wander like lost souls in the wind, plus the occasional small piece of junk code that bursts out among the harsh noise.
"Getting within firing range."
The fire controller shouted loudly.
"Emergency stop."
"Yes, emergency stop."
The power engineer responded immediately, and the heavy footsteps of Steel Hammer stopped.
"Where are the orders, sir?"
"The third detachment, immediately advance to the left,"
While giving command, for a moment, he suddenly recalled the feeling of flesh and blood, as well as weakness.
No machine can compete with Titan. The metal giant from Mars can crush all enemies in front of it and win wherever it goes.
However, the Horus Heresy changed all this. The Foundry General at that time accepted the Warmaster's conditions, and more than half of the Titan Legion followed him in the mad betrayal. Fifty Titans could only be considered a small scale at the time.
battle
But according to today's standards, this was already an epic battle.
The empire is withering, and so is the power of machinery.
The Titan felt her sadness, so it reached out its hands and embraced Kurtz in its power again.
The group of the third detachment was at the forefront of the echelon. 6 War Dog-class Titans, 3 Predator-class Titans and 1 Warlord-class Titan formed a hollow square formation. They turned to the left neatly. This formation also
The formation commonly used by the Titan Legion, the void shields between different Titans overlap each other as much as possible, forming a solid wall of energy.
Ork's counterattack also followed.
The enemy poured all their firepower on the third detachment that was the first to attack. Various beams of light penetrated the gaps between them, forming huge light spots.
Similarly, the Iron Hammer, the most conspicuous one on the battlefield, also received special attention.
"The void shield is weakening!"
Under the dense rain of bullets and beam bombardment, the alarm in the main control room screamed endlessly.
The first layer of void shield had fallen apart, and sparks were flying on the buffer. According to the meditator's records, the first layer of void shield could only last ten seconds.
It was too fast, and the greenskin's firepower was much more ferocious than expected.
Fortunately, the void shield of Steel Hammer is strong enough. Although it is covered with flying sparks, it can still last for a while.
Kurtz Mannheim is waiting for the opportunity to fight back. If they think that the enemy is at the end of their rope, they themselves will definitely expose their flaws.
"They think they can invade the Emperor's sacred territory by doing this."
Kurtz Mannheim said in a low voice on the communication channel:
"Let's prove them wrong."
Subsequently, the first and second detachments began to move, turning from the diagonal to the enemy's side. The fourth and fifth detachments followed the commander to attack from the front, and the ground troops also began to exchange fire with the enemy.
Although the battlefield was hazy, the target data was still transmitted back. The engines, servitors and team members' minds were connected together, and they were completely digested without any effort, turning the blurry flashing graphics into a clear fire plan.
, the enhanced target image was reflected in the minds of each Titan captain.
Then, the Steel Hammer began to move, and the weapon in his hand was already aimed at the enemy.
There is no doubt that the greenskin pilots have tied the reactor to the weapons system to achieve maximum output, but have neglected their own shields.
They are too blind and too bellicose.
"Firepower——"
Kurtz Mannheim utters words that symbolize death.
"Full open!"
The next moment, the Titans of the third detachment, who were ready to go, emptied the rockets and missiles in their bomb bays, and dense barrage rushed everywhere like a flood.
Several stray bullets hit the ground, and through his mechanical vision, Kurtz Mannheim witnessed the violent explosion of the huge green tank.
More and more rockets crashed into the void shield of the green-skinned giant base, silent flames exploded around them, and they were instantly sucked into the vacuum.
The ringing bell notifies the team members that the enemy has lost energy protection and will be difficult to recharge in a short period of time.
Kurtz Mannheim felt the notice.
"Speed up!"
He gave the order, and the steel hammer strode forward, the energy weapon still roaring.
The other two detachments had already circled around to the enemy's flank, braved the artillery fire, carefully stood firm, bent their legs, and formed a dispersed formation, able to fire all weapons easily.
But the greenskins thought that they were so strong that they dared to stand under the onslaught of the Titans and face their raging wrath.
However, even though they were so stupid, they realized that the empire's war dogs were attacking their sides and began to adjust their positions.
The other two detachments arrived at the designated position. They split the exhaust gas and marched forward, firing guns and cannons.
There are now a total of 20 Warhounds, 6 Predators and 3 Warlords threatening the enemy's rear. The panicked green-skinned giants began to adjust their formations in a chaotic manner to counter this new wave of offensive, but it was too late.
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The other Titans continued to fight, with green-skinned ancient giants constantly catching fire and exploding. The enemy troops were also moving back and forth to avoid exposing their fragile backs to the trajectory of Titan weapons.
This information entered Kurtz Mannheim's mind in various ways, but the only thing he focused on now was the target in front of him.
The war dogs struck repeatedly with coordinated firepower, finally shattering the void shield of the largest green-skinned giant, and piercing more and more bullets into its shell.
"Plasma charging completed!"
"Fire!"
The Iron Hammer's Plasma Annihilator once again erupted with a deadly brilliance, and then in the deafening explosion, the top of the ancient giant base was torn apart, and its right arm hung loosely from the support.
Then the auto-sense let out a shrill cheer, heralding the enemy's destruction.
The enemy forces on the ground also discovered that their ancient giants had suffered heavy losses, and began to retreat surrounded by the damaged aircraft.
Now, the Iron Skull Legion's firepower is becoming more intense. Although two more War Dogs were seriously injured and forced to evacuate, it does not affect the overall situation.
"We defeated them!"
Kurtz Mannheim sent a message to his Legion.
"After a short rest, we-"
"grown ups!"
The correspondent made a loud voice.
"The governor sent an order asking us to pursue the victory and cooperate with the ground troops to wipe out the main force of the enemy!"
Kurtz Mannheim gritted his teeth, feeling a surge of anger in his heart, but he finally managed to squeeze out a few words between his teeth.
"Tell him that the Iron Skull Legion will pursue him immediately!"
Not far from the battlefield, several tall voices were watching the huge machine of God move.
"Boss, those technical masters were beaten so badly. Is it worth it?"
"stupid!"
The giant green-skinned man, who was more than three meters tall, slapped his subordinate on the face, causing him to spin three times.
"This is called being reluctant to jump and catch the shrimps! You know nothing, my decision-making is so stupid that even if you look at it, you will give a thumbs up. Hurry up and prepare it for me, you will see it later!"
"It's the boss!"
After his men left, Bonecrusher turned his head to the Titans who were chasing his own troops, with a mocking smile on his face.