Although they were caught off guard, the Tyranids still had the advantage in terms of numbers on both sides. According to scanning, this tentacle fleet had at least 20,000 biological ships of various sizes, of which about 500 were large biological ships, and there were also
There is a biological ship larger than a battleship, which has been identified as the flagship of this Tyranid tentacle fleet. Fortunately, comparison with the hive mothership numerical values given by the Adeptus Mechanicus proves that it is not this type of ship.
The human strike fleet only had 221 battleships at full capacity, most of which were small battleships. However, this 100:1 ratio did not faze Malakin, because the Weeper who had already fought against the Tyranid fleet had already
Have enough knowledge about these creatures, especially biological ships.
Tyran's small biological ships are not very powerful in combat. They are mostly used as escorts for large biological ships. Their long-range attack methods are also very simple. The only thing to be wary of is gang fighting.
Therefore, Malakin chose to launch a surprise attack when the Tyranids were still within the influence of the planet's gravity well, because this was the time when the Tyranids were at their slowest, and as long as they seized the opportunity, they could cause heavy damage to the opponent.
The human warships were spread out over a wider front than the tightly knit Tyranid fleet, with the battle groups spread out to the wings in order to inflict as much damage as possible, effectively sacrificing the thickness of the line in exchange for width.
In contrast, the Tyranid bioships clustered around the planet took on the shape of a loose sphere, with smaller frigates surrounding the capital ships in an ugly fist shape that could easily penetrate the human body if concentrated in a surprise attack.
front.
However, the planet's huge gravity makes it take longer for the Tyranids' small biological ships to reach combat speed.
They are like cold-blooded animals in hibernation and need a certain amount of time to revive themselves.
As always, the battle of the human ships was started by torpedoes and missiles. The projectiles spitting blue engine flames sailed into the dark void, like exploding bombs. After a brief silence, in the Tyranid biological fleet
A dazzling spark bloomed instantly.
"The enemy fleet began to disperse."
As the commander of the cruiser detachment at the edge of the battle group, Chinedu knew that his mission was to prevent the Tyranids from escaping, but more importantly, to "drive" them together.
"The Thunderhalberd moved forward to suppress the enemy's flying units. The Bronze Shield and the Defiant fired alternately. The top priority targets were the largest warships in the Tyranid biota."
After demarcating the attack target, he broadcast the hologram to the other captains.
As the main air defense force of the cruiser detachment, the Dreadnought light cruiser, which was specially strengthened with anti-aircraft firepower, became a barrier for the artillery formation. The two Endurance-class light cruisers entered a shooting posture, and the Snake King also aimed at the target.
With the flash of light spears piercing the darkness of the void, a swimming Tyranid Kraken was like a punctured balloon. Its round belly suddenly burst, and a large number of twitching internal organs fell into the void, and instantly condensed into
ice.
"Save the current firepower output and always pay attention to the enemy's distance."
Within half an hour, the entire dark space seemed to be ignited. The Empire's ships began to bombard the Tyranid biological ships trapped in orbit with extremely high efficiency. The huge shells caused explosions on the thick biomass carapace.
, and then tearing apart flesh and blood, shattering tentacles and fangs, the light spear emits pulsating light trying to pierce those steel-like chitin armors and embed deeply into the corrupted alien hull.
After an hour of fighting, more than 2,000 Tyranid biological ships turned into wreckage orbiting the planet, and the Tyranid ships also began their counterattack. A large number of Tyranid jump gang pods were thrown into the human fleet.
At the same time, the bioplasma that has been charged up also draws a unique green trajectory towards the target.
Although the hit rate is difficult to guarantee, a sufficient number ensures coverage.
At the same time, a group of biological assault ships also separated from the fleet and rushed towards the three human battle groups with claws and teeth. If they took a bite, even the battleship would have a big hole.
They move in unison, and even under the surging human firepower, Tyranid biological battleships continue to turn into wreckage and drift by, but every gap created in the Hive Front will be instantly filled by more monsters.
As the main force of the Tyranid fleet's counterattack, the Kraken and Devourers formed a loose assault formation under the protection of numerous drones. Their tentacle-like heads were constantly twisting at the front, and their size was the same as its huge chest and abdomen.
Compared to being insignificant, the flat leech-like tentacle tails twitched wildly. Smaller creatures moved frequently on their bodies, looking for shooting points for the huge biological cannons on their backs. More living weapons slid along the side lines of the battleship to open shooting holes.
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When it reaches attack range, the gleaming muzzle discharges raindrops of living ammunition into the universe, and sprays out countless glowing plasma clusters.
"The 19th Frigate Squadron lost a battleship!"
"The Second Strike Cruiser Division reported their situation. The Starfire's bow was damaged and is withdrawing from the battle line!"
"The first light aircraft carrier detachment reported that the interceptor fleet lost 11%! The enemy's pressure is still increasing!"
Commanding more than two hundred battleships at the same time is a huge pressure for any human being, including the Astartes. Malakin stood in the church-style bridge of the Mother of Tears, pressing his right hand on the waist
The bloody broad-blade hilt was fixed on the tactical instrument.
Judging from the current firepower and the number of opponents, it should only be a matter of time to annihilate this Tyranid force. The ships of the Astral Knights and White Templar are more powerful than he imagined, especially the battleships of the Astral Knights.
The warships that should exist in the Astartes Chapter are already as powerful as a sector fleet of the Empire.
But this did not make Malakin happy, and even his gloomy temperament became worse than before.
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He left the tactical instrument and walked to the huge observation window, staring at the powerful Oberon-class battleship [Abyss Hunter] which was bombarding a Tyranid Devourer with its devastating broadside light spear. The entire Tyranid biological ship
One-third of the head disappeared, rolling and twitching in the void, but Malakin did not look at this. He just stared at the symbol of the Astral Knight on the Abyss Hunter.
"if..."
Malakin's eyes gradually darkened and he whispered to himself:
"...What will happen if I can't return in time?"
Suddenly, he raised his head slightly, stared at his reflection on the huge mirror, and took a step back.
"No, he trusts me so much, I can't...I can't do this."
Then he pressed his hand on the glass and lowered his head slightly. When he raised it again, his reflection in the mirror turned into a pair of black armor.
"Sanguinius will not turn his back on his brother, and neither will I..."
Malakin turned around suddenly and said in a deep voice:
"Command the Eternal Loyalty to cooperate with the vortex torpedoes launched by our ship to destroy the enemy's flagship first! We must fight quickly. The lives of many battle brothers depend on our speed!"
Soon, an attack from the bow main gun of the Eternal Loyalty, combined with the vortex torpedo fired by the Mother of Tears, tore a huge scar in the core of the Tyranid Hive Fleet. Many Tyranid biological warships, including the
During the fierce struggle, the hive ship under his command was entangled by the huge attraction from the subspace, and was eventually swallowed up in the gorgeous and dirty purple crack...