The breach in subspace has been going on for at least a year, and I don’t know how many demons have come out of it.
I don’t know how long the ruins in the distance can last, but the time left for Calvin is indeed running out.
Just when Calvin was worried about this, the track he was waiting for finally arrived.
"Have you ever seen the doomsday scenes created by those mechanical dead things? I have."
So said a demon who was lucky enough to survive an orbital attack.
The weapon array of the Revenant Redeemer is not particularly powerful, and its performance is pretty good among strike cruisers of the same level, but the gap is not even a little bit behind that of a battleship, let alone the quintessence of human industrial civilization like the Glory Queen.<
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But a battleship is a battleship, even the smallest cruiser, its firepower is by no means comparable to surface weapons.
Macrocannon shells as thick as a locomotive were fired in waves of five, and after the sights of the gunnery sergeants on the cruiser were locked, they accurately dropped the power of destruction from the track.
The huge warhead easily created a huge sonic boom and shock wave in the atmosphere just by relying on its own kinetic energy and weight when it came out of the barrel. Five unusually conspicuous air channels appeared from the sky, surrounding it in a precise semicircle.
Descending around the perimeter of the Webway ruins.
The senses of demons are far stronger than those of mortals. When the low-frequency tremors in the air reached first, the demons on the entire battlefield invariably raised their heads and looked at the sky.
What awaits them is the spear of light hanging down from the sky one step ahead.
Since the design of the high-energy laser column, which is more than ten meters thick, it was originally prepared for the steel Leviathans who are also battleships. But it is also surprisingly useful when facing these flesh and blood bodies.
The beam of light descended from the sky, instantly vaporizing the demon that was unfortunately enveloped. Even the five-meter-high demon engine melted into a ball of scrap metal at the moment of exposure, leaving a glass-like depression in place.
High-energy detonation effects followed, and the surrounding survivors experienced what is called "the passion of the industrial age" in the next second. Hundreds of demons were turned into ashes in this blow, and thousands of demons were killed or injured in this instant.
Messy.
Then, just when they were recovering from the unexpected blow, the shells from the Hong Pao also arrived.
Unlike surface weapons that are limited by the gravity environment, warships in space require much less kinetic energy to launch cannonballs than on the ground, so the proportion of explosives in cannonballs is much higher than similar products on the ground.
In a sense, the damage caused by a shaped charge of more than 40 tons when exploded is no different from that of a small tactical nuclear bomb.
Boom boom boom boom~!
The violent explosions resounded throughout the battlefield, making several demons in the rear frighten away.
The tens of meters deep crater was only the first release of kinetic energy. The subsequent gunpowder explosion sent the air that exploded to 3,000 degrees and the instantaneous high-temperature shock wave up to 1.5 kilometers away. The bodies of the demons who were unfortunately affected during this process
Shattered in an instant, there is no other choice but to roll back to the subspace from whence they came.
The ground shook violently under this destructive force, and the sky was penetrated by this terrible force. A mushroom cloud slowly rose from the center of the explosion. Under the power of five macro-cannon shells, a long strip of 30 square meters surrounded the ruins.
Almost no life within a kilometer can be spared.
And this just cleared a clean landing field for the subsequent airdrop of mortal troops.
In the center of the battlefield, the big demons were also hit by a sudden blow, and they realized later that a new enemy had arrived.
A large number of Valkyrie fighter planes led the elite vanguard troops to land at high points everywhere, and supplies dropped like raindrops into cargo bays and troop transport ships later appeared at the end of the sky.
But these unexpected blows and the subsequent appearance of humans did not make the demons retreat. On the contrary, in the eyes of the demons, the boring consumption of the ruins barrier was far less attractive than the killing of intelligent creatures.
The champion of Khorne doesn't care who comes, as long as there is blood left, it is a gift to the Lord of the Skull. It happily points the five-meter-long blood sword in its hand towards the mortal position, the ten-meter-high red copper
The cast-like body roared out the famous war cry in a deep voice: Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne!
In response to him, more Bloodletters and Khorne Warhounds came out of the cave behind themselves, forming new legions one by one and rushing forward.
The great demon of Tzeentch also obeyed his master's ways, with six eyes full of tricks and intrigues constantly turning on his twisted face like a bird's head.
It smiled evilly and waved the scepter in its hand. One portal after another appeared at the junction of the positions of the mortal troops, and countless fire demons and screamers walked out of them.
Nurgle's darling delights in the sight of life and spreads disease to them, its body bloated with scabs and gaps.
Countless maggots burrowed out and in, and swarms of putrid flies and Nurglings surrounded his feet. The huge carpet covered every inch of land he and his children stepped on, even if it was other places.
The devil doesn't want to get involved, so he can only stay away from it.
The champion of Slaanesh is the most unique here. It is also immersed in the pleasure of its own senses. Even destruction from heaven cannot delay its enjoyment.
After this round of blows, the Chosen God of Slaanesh just looked at the mortals in front, then waved his hand in boredom, symbolically sending a group of cultists to the front of the line.
All demons on the Chaos side have now appeared. This is an extremely rare Chaos coalition, most of which are composed of demons, with only a few Chaos Space Marines appearing sporadically.
Demons all over the mountains and plains are once again attacking like a tide, and there are more behind them.
In the eyes of Calvin in the distance, the previous orbital strike was like waking up a giant beast. While destroying a large number of demons, it also led to more.
The soldiers of the Mortal Auxiliary Army were surprisingly calm. After the vanguard stepped out of the Valkyrie fighter plane, they launched attacks to the edge of their respective positions with clear goals and with the fire support of the fighter plane before returning.
The heavy logging guns began to roar impatiently after they were in position. The flamethrowers and specially-made grenades in the hands of the approaching soldiers poured out towards the oncoming fire monsters like free grenades.
Hundreds of soldiers died together with the enemy in the first exchange of fire, but the soldiers who caught up later did not change their expressions. They picked up their comrades in silence and continued to fight these demons at close range, thinking that the main force that would land later would delay the valuable force.
deployment time.
Their goal was so clear that they pretended that the army of Khorne and the other two demons that were attacking them didn't exist, and they didn't even bother to take a look.
Tzeentch's goal was achieved. He released spells to teleport his followers and vassals to these key locations, just to disrupt the deployment rhythm of these mortals and prevent them from having a chance to gain a foothold and thus lay out a solid position. But human beings also have their own calculations. Their calmness and neglect are self-defeating.
Just as they were in the midst of a battle with the retinue of Tzeentch, and the war dog vanguard of Khorne's army had reached the front of the position across a distance of several thousand meters, the second round of fire from orbit arrived.