Chapter 83: Hold on and the arrival of reinforcements
The battle started again at this moment, and at the same time, there was a long-planned hunt in the orbit of Malus.
The silver body of the Revenant Redeemer had now reached the extreme range of the Nova Cannon. With the bow gun group in place, Tabos decisively gave the order to allow firing.
Two extremely dazzling lights suddenly lit up at the bow of the Redeemer of Souls, and then turned into two light pillars across space, pointing at the Chaos warship in orbit guarding Hive No. 22 on the surface and cruising synchronously.<
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"Enemy attack!"
The crew member in charge of the lookout stared at the void shield that had begun to ripple outside the battleship and shouted in fear.
Before there was any reaction on the bridge on the other side of the communicator, the second round of two Nova Cannons flashed again in the next second, and then fired at them.
This is the strongest firepower attack below a battleship, because of the huge energy consumption and recoil of the Nova Cannon, only the bow of the cruiser can withstand it;
This is also a high-energy strike that usually only has one chance in a normal naval battle, because the bow of the ship only has a shooting window for the enemy before the melee.
The strike cruisers of the Chaos Space Marines were not mentally prepared to suffer such a blow, or their void shields themselves were not designed to be focused by such weapons.
The short-term bombardment of four Nova Cannons on the battlefield either means four times the number of enemies attacking from the front, or it means more than twice the number of enemies chasing behind.
No matter which one it is, in the eyes of battleship designers, it declares the death of this battleship;
Therefore, precious hull space is best reserved for engines and weapon arrays, rather than shield strength.
Returning the perspective to the real battlefield, the concentrated strikes of four Nova Cannons within ten seconds completely penetrated the defense system of the Chaos Warship.
The battleship's shield instantly made a low shuddering sound, and then in the horrified eyes of the crew, the four front and rear shield generators were overloaded and fell into a 15-minute recovery period.
When the oval energy shell completely dissipated, the strike cruiser was completely exposed to the enemy's firepower, and could only use the battleship's own armor to resist the subsequent attack.
The sirens rang throughout the battleship, and the belated crew members were spontaneously turning the engine power to full capacity.
The gravity of the planet has become the most hated existence at this time.
Under its interference, it will take at least 10 minutes for the battleship to resume maneuvering.
Someone must fight for the precious ten minutes for this cruiser, and now this role can only be played by the frigate beside it.
The four frigates responded to the flagship's call and began to assemble in the direction of the Redeemer's fire.
This is undoubtedly a destined sacrifice, but it is also a wise choice.
After all, the only frigate that could wait for the incoming enemy was destroyed, so the remaining frigates could only sit and wait for death.
On the bridge of the Night Rain, the ruler of this battleship, Kelsen, the Astartes warrior of the Night Lords, was still sitting calmly on the black iron throne.
The efficient execution of the orders of the mortal captain comes from his composure. If even he falls into fear, the morale of the fleet will collapse and there will be no room for salvation.
"How's it going?"
He looked at the captain who returned to him and asked.
Even if he didn't answer, he actually knew that the situation was critical at this time.
The battleship's shields have been overloaded, and it is unknown how long the four frigates can buy.
The top priority is how long it will take for the engine to reach full power, and how long it will take for them to escape from the gravitational ring in the planet's orbit.
"There is no danger for the time being." The mortal captain has also served these soldiers for a long time, and he tacitly knows what Kelsen is most concerned about:
"The engine power has been restored to 80%, and we will be able to escape gravity in 5 minutes..."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A huge explosion occurred on the other side of the Yeyu, and the entire battleship was deflected laterally under the huge explosion.
Kelsen, who was holding on to the armrest of the seat, was still safe, but the mortal captain in front of him had been hit on the head by flying steel parts and his head was bleeding.
But he was still sticking to his post, shouting in the direction of the Engineer (Mechanical Priest), which also made Kelsen, who was concerned about his condition, immediately turn his attention:
"Report hull damage!"
"Macrogun strike. The armor belt of the ship's hull was seriously damaged, and the engine was seriously damaged!"
Father Norris replied calmly, and in the next second, another explosion came from the middle of the ship.
The explosion sound was smaller than the previous wave, but obviously more dense and deep.
There is no need for Father Norris to report this time. This voice is so familiar to him that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is innate and haunting him.
Kelsen stood up from the throne with an ugly expression and put the Nightwing helmet on his head.
While the air-tight hissing sound was still coming from the seam between the helmet and the neck armor, he had already gritted his teeth and connected the communication channel to his compatriots in the barracks at the rear end of the ship and issued the order:
"Prepare to fight back! We have guests!"
"Done!"
Seeing the completion of the Tauren Chapter's plan for the Interstellar Labyrinth.
Dozens of landing torpedoes and the Fist Assault Boat on which Morlock himself was riding had successfully broken through the Ye Yu's armor and entered the interior of the ship under the path of the melt rays.
The command team aboard the Revenant Redeemer knew that victory was more than half achieved.
After all, in terms of wealth and combat power alone, if there is no calculation, even the Gray Knights will suffer a big loss in front of the full Terminator company of the Tauren Chapter.
And in a small space like a jump tie battle, the power of the terminator will be amplified to the extreme!
It was hard for Yule to imagine how hard this group of traitors, who had no courage, would have to work to stop the wave of attacks led by Moloch himself.
The atmosphere on the bridge was extremely harmonious for a while, except for Allen who was still frowning.
"Still worried about Calvin?"
Tabers was the first to notice something strange about this new recruit.
And the latter also affirmed this.
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"Yes. I can already vaguely feel him."
"Isn't that a good thing?" Tabers also said in surprise. Being able to sense Calvin here means that their direction is correct.
"But his condition is not good." Allen said worriedly.
"It doesn't matter, we won't wait too long. As long as we deal with this fleet, we can come to the surface and look for his traces." Tabos comforted.
In his expectation, this was already the best option, but the recruit in front of him obviously had other ideas:
"No! I want to lead a team to cruise in low-Earth orbit! We can feel his presence as long as he is still here! We can respond to his call as long as he still needs us!"
After saying that, he got up and walked towards the barracks...
The battle on the surface is still continuing, but both the intensity and intensity have far exceeded the expectations of the spectators.
But what is different from the previous one is that this time the two warring parties no longer belong to the category of mortals, nor do they even belong to the category of Astartes.
The eyes of the Night Lords were widened to the extreme, and they could only occasionally observe a corner of the battle through the laggy vision that seemed to have dropped frames.
During the charge, the Demon Prince lost his specific form and turned into a bloody wave. Calvin also turned into a white light and fought with the big devil.
The storm caused by both sides frightened the spectators in the distance, while the legions under the demon charged towards the battlefield to interfere with Calvin.
Boom!
In the view of the Night Lord in the last second, Calvin beheaded a bloodletter on the mountain of corpses;
The next second, his figure reappeared on the other side, and the raised sword was fighting against the heavy scepter, making a harsh roar.
The Astartes' superhuman vision is no different from that of mortals at this time. In this level of battle, the elite demon legions are cannon fodder to contain Calvin, and there is no room for them to participate in the battle.
In ten seconds, the members of the demon army were reduced by a quarter, and the price was that Calvin's robe was no longer complete;
For twenty seconds, the terrifying storm continued, but there were not many demons left on the field, and blood was already flowing from the corner of Calvin's mouth.
The roars of Calvin and the Demon continued as the battle continued, but the Demon's increasingly crazier laughter proved that the battle situation was favorable to it.
Rebels even had the energy to warn Calvin during the battle:
"You can only stay here! You don't dare to let my cubs pass! As long as you still have this concern, today is the day you die!"