Chapter 234 Boarding
"What a pity, that super-large railgun."
As the "False Emperor" gradually entered the atmosphere of the planet of Calth, Kenmei Isayama saw that everything around him was a large burning meteor gradually crossing the sky.
That was the fragment of the railgun across the surface of the planet, which had been shot down by the [Word Bearers]. After all, no one knew how long those lines of chaos code could paralyze the entire system.
The air defense equipment on the surface of the planet Calth had already dropped cyclone torpedoes. In the terrifying high temperature of nearly 10,000 degrees, all high-precision air defense weapons would be destroyed.
And the big guy above was just infected by the Trojan virus of chaos, so it could not play its original role.
In fact, if it played its role again, the artillery fire across the entire horizon would cause heavy losses even to the warships of the [Word Bearers].
Taking advantage of his illness, the light spears and macro cannons of the [Word Bearers] warships all fired out, directly destroying the giant orbit across the entire surface of the planet.
Countless super-large mechanical fragments are highly rubbed against the air and burned by the atmosphere, like burning fireballs.
The void shield of the "Pseudo-Emperor" can't cause much ripples even if several kilometers of fragments hit it.
The red flames and dust filled the sky of the planet of Cos. In the thick fog, only the orbital fragments burning and falling can be seen clearly.
There is a sense of beauty falling with the stars.
Because it is an orbit that spans the entire planet, the entire size is so large that it is unimaginable, so the fragments that fall directly from the universe are almost several kilometers long.
The friction of the atmosphere alone cannot burn them all out, and they can only hit the ground one by one.
The destructive power caused by gravity is no less than the bombardment of orbital guns, so it is enough to make the warships on the ground with the void shields open suffer.
Since the False Emperor had also entered the planet, Kenmei Isayama also saw the Ultramarines' warships flashing blue light in the sea of fire after the whirlwind torpedo exploded.
These behemoths were protected by the void shield, so they were not damaged much by the high temperature.
They were all safe and sound, crawling in the blazing flames.
This was all Kenmei Isayama's credit, because he reminded Robert Guilliman in advance, so all the ships opened the void shield before the whirlwind torpedo exploded.
Otherwise, these warships in front of them would be damaged by at least 70%, after all, not all of them had extremely terrifying armor thickness like the Glory of Macragge.
If you miss the opportunity to open the void shield when resisting the first wave of shock waves, generally speaking, the warship will be completely scrapped.
Because that kind of pulse power will instantly burn the precision instruments that can release the void shield, and then lead to the death of the entire warship and even all the Ultramarines.
Kor Phaeron, the big bald guy, was really bad. He mixed a cyclone torpedo into a large number of conventional missiles, and specifically launched it in an area beyond the radar detection of the Ultramarines, and then detonated it.
The launch point of the cyclone torpedo was not chosen randomly, but was calculated by the intelligent computer of the Martian Mechanic Cult, which could cover the entire fleet of the Ultramarines.
The Ultramarines on the planet Calth were lucky, and there was a kind person who notified them with a psychic phone.
On other planets, the Ultramarines were not so lucky. Only a few warships had time to open the void shield, and most of them used the armor of the warships to directly face the explosion of the cyclone torpedo.
It was quite common for warships full of Ultramarines to melt into molten iron in the terrifying high temperature. The power armor worn by the blue sons and grandsons would become their last nightmare before death.
Not to mention the Titans.
The warships of the Ultramarines, which were specially used to carry Titans, were naturally warmly received by the Word Bearers. The less one they had, the greater their chance of winning.
In the face of absolute temperature, all technologies were useless.
Although the technology of the entire Warhammer world was able to use stars as energy, no warships had been developed that could fly freely on the surface of stars without using void escape, relying on the heat resistance and heat insulation of the surface materials.
When the Ultramarines saw the warships of the Word Bearers, they all became jealous of their enemies. These beasts really had no moral principles.
If the void shields had not been opened and weapons could not be used to attack those warships, they might not have listened to their Grandpa Lan and would have opened fire long ago.
The originally silent fleets instantly boiled up, and many Ultramarines had red eyes, which was the pain of their dead comrades.
"Report, radar detected that all the warships of the Word Bearers have entered the interior of the planet."
Due to the thick dust and severe electromagnetic interference covering the entire surface of the planet, the radar on the Ultramarines warships could not detect the radar wave signals outside the atmosphere of the planet Calth.
During the attack of the cyclone torpedo, all radar instruments failed. This is the design, so that some guys with ulterior motives cannot expose the atrocities of the Empire at the cost of their own lives.
At present, the signal is missing on a large scale, and the war damage notice has not yet been fully released. The anxiety in my heart is intertwined with various angry emotions.
It is hard to imagine the psychological state of the group of people in the control room of the Ultramarines bridge at this moment. Except for the alarm of the spacecraft, everyone else was silent.
Because the Ultramarines knew that their father was in an extremely angry state just like them.
Although the loss of warships on other planets is not yet known,
one thing is certain that the Ultramarines suffered the most serious loss since their founding.
Robert Guilliman's heart suddenly ached, and his hands clenched tightly. You can see a trace of blood flowing down.
The most dramatic and ironic thing is that the target of the Ultramarines' attack was not someone else, but their good brother, the Word Bearers.
"Report, the enemy warship shows a landing signal!"
The observer of the Ultramarines saw that the enemy warship was flashing, one of the unique signals that the imperial warships often use signal lights to display.
It was precisely because he understood the information that the Word Bearers wanted to show behind the scenes that the Ultramarines were also quite excited.
That was the signal between the two warships. If the personnel needed to communicate face to face, they could send out landing craft to land on board.
"Damn it, how much do you want to despise us?"
The relationship between the [Ultramarines] and the [Word Bearers] had deteriorated to an irreparable degree. How could they send out landing craft to land and talk in peace?
Besides, the [Ultramarines] warships were on the surface of the planet Calth. The [Word Bearers] had advantages such as time and place. They only needed to bomb in the air, and there was a very high possibility that they would be wiped out directly.
This changed the original signal.
The [Word Bearers] arrogantly notified the [Ultramarines] to fight hand-to-hand.
It was a naked indication.
It meant that I disdained sneak attacks and would duel openly.
"I just despise you. What can you do to us?"
Before entering Calth, Cole-Phelan had already been confirmed that the fleet of the Ultramarines had suffered heavy damage, and almost 30% of the warships had been destroyed by the Restorers.
Such horrific losses could not be borne by the Ultramarines Astartes even if they had more people. After three or four more attacks from the Word Bearers, the Ultramarines would probably be expelled from the Empire's legions.
How could this big bald man not smile like a chrysanthemum after such a great success in the sneak attack on the Ultramarines?
"We will pay you back bit by bit for the humiliation we suffered in the past!"
"We will pay you back double."
Kor Phaeron showed a bloodthirsty smile on his face, and he picked up the microphone next to him and issued orders to it.
"My fellow soldiers, it's time for revenge."
"Companies 1 to 10, everyone."
"Prepare to board!"
At Kor Phaeron's command, all the Word Bearers warriors roared
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The roar of thousands of people together was naturally deafening.
The Word Bearers could no longer hold back their murderous intent and wanted to vent their anger at the Ultramarines.
The Word Bearers are the most loyal legion of the Emperor. The entire legion has turned to Chaos, all for today.
They have been waiting for countless days and nights for this day of revenge on the Ultramarines.
Generally speaking, each legion has a boarding team. What is boarding? Boarding means directly teleporting to the enemy warship for landing operations.
Boarding is usually a small hypersonic landing craft, which can hold several Astartes. The front end of the warship is equipped with a high-explosive bomb, which can corrode the outer armor of the warship through high temperature and blow a hole.
But there is also a more labor-saving method, which is direct teleportation.
In the two previous simulations of Kenmei Isayama, this technology performed quite well, but in the early days of the Horus Heresy, this technology was far from being popularized.
But the Ultramarines and the Word Bearers are both legions that have this technology.
Under extreme hatred, everyone in the Word Bearers is a boarding team, because all of them, the Astartes, are looking forward to this day, and they are practicing hard to tear the Ultramarines apart.
These tough guys are fully armed, wearing thick power armor, carrying a large number of heavy weapons, and carrying all the weapons, including the exaggeratedly large power claws and oversized blaster guns.
The buzzing sound of the power sword is chilling, as if it can't wait to devour the blood of the enemy.
"Oh, right."
Kor Phaeron will also go down and attack the Ultramarines fiercely.
He slapped his head and suddenly remembered that he hadn't notified someone yet.
If that gentleman is not satisfied, Kor Phaeron and Lorgar Aurelion will be blamed by Warmaster Horus.
"What if we are threatened by the Ultramarines?"
Isayama Kenmei is still wondering why the Word Bearers don't use their advantage in the air.
Isn't it good to occupy the commanding heights and carry out point-to-point precision strikes? Why sink to such a height, when we are now at such a distance that we can even use our warships to collide with each other.
When Isayama Kenmei saw the call from the big bald man from Cole Phaeron, he dialed the number without hesitation. This method of communication is the simplest method within the same fleet.
"Lord Sage Besarius, next we are going to have a hand-to-hand fight between gangs.
Cole Fallon briefly and concisely introduced the current situation to Isayama Norimei, and also gave a certain introduction to his next arrangements.
The [Word Bearers] are really going to fight the [Ultramarines] with real swords and guns.
Gang-hopping wars are mutual. [The Word Bearers] can jump on the [Ultramarines]'s ship, so naturally the [Ultramarines] can also jump on the [Word Bearers]'s ship.
When the fight really breaks out, the scene on the field will be very chaotic.
Therefore, the colors of power armor worn by general legions are different, also for better differentiation.
At the end of the fight, they were simply distinguished by the color of their power armors, regardless of their appearance.
"I may not be able to take your safety into consideration for the time being."
"So I plan to ask my old friend Erebus to protect your safety."
Isayama Nomei suddenly felt bad when he heard this familiar name, because this name was quite famous in later generations.
Erebus, the high-ranking dark apostle and chief priest of the fallen [Word Bearers] Legion.
Of course, there is also the most important title, that is, the first Astartes to betray the Emperor, the most blasphemous person.
During the Warhammer 40K era, these two talents were almost the second-in-command of the Word Bearers. The status of the Primarch Lorgar Aurelion in the Word Bearers has been completely eliminated.
He is a guy who is better than Cole Fallon and Lao Yinbi. He has been at the top of the list of the Apostles of Chaos and Darkness that the Inquisitors most want to kill for many years.
His strength is extremely terrifying, and he is the first human being favored by Chaos.
[The Word Bearers] are falling, and it is said that it was all planned by that bald man.
Letting such a dangerous guy protect Isayama Norimei, he felt that he would have any chance to do something small.
This guy Erebus must never be kept by his side and must be rejected.
Because that guy was too low-key, Isayama Nomei thought that Erebus was with Lorgar, the Primarch of the Word Bearers, but he didn't expect that the two bald guys were actually mixed together.
If Isayama Kenmei remembers correctly, Lorgar also has the [World Eaters] legion, which should now be wreaking havoc in the 500 worlds in the back garden of [Ultramarines].
The reason why the number of [Ultramarines] is so amazing is because they have nearly hundreds of worlds where they can recruit soldiers.
This resulted in the number of these Smurfs being quite exaggerated, showing a numerical advantage several times that of other legions.
Even if Robert Guilliman successfully repels these enemies in front of him, the cooperation of the two legions over there will be the last straw that breaks his spirit.
"I don't need it."
Isayama Nomei directly rejected the bald man.
No matter how hard he thought, Erebus couldn't let him stay by his side. Even if he was ugly, he really couldn't accept the obedient look of such a fierce and strangulating bald man in front of him.
"There is no need for your protection at all."
"I am strong enough to kill any Ultramarine."
"It doesn't matter if you are the Legion Champion."
This body is the one with the most powerful control among all the simulations Isayama Nomei has ever made.
"But."
Cole-Phaeron's tone was hesitant.
"No buts."
Isayama Nomei interrupted him directly.
"I don't want to say it a second time."