However, compared to the hidden threats, the Fallen Angels were more concerned about the threats in front of them.
Missiles requiring post-launch manipulation, large-caliber shells, explosions of various live ammunition weapons intertwined with rays of laser cannons, weaving a magnificent and deadly net of fire.
However, that figure always shuttled through this hell of heat and shrapnel, cleverly drilling out of the various weak points, or using his weapons to intercept the unavoidable parts.
Laser intercepting shells, rockets intercepting lasers. Under the extreme skill, this artistic dance on the tip of a knife continued, taunting every Fallen Angel who still stood firm in the relatively solid air defense positions.
This series of amazing actions certainly had an impact not only on the enemy troops, but for the allied troops, such a fighter greatly boosted morale.
Especially for the leading Thunderhawk Gunships that relied on armor and structure to resist most of the air defense firepower, several pilots said that unless the machine spirit personally took over the joystick, it was basically impossible for ordinary people to fly the fighter to this extent.
But the machine spirit personally flying a plane? That's impossible. A reasonable explanation can only be... the gap between people is indeed too big.
That guy below is completely a monster, directly kicking all of them, the elite pilots in the eyes of ordinary people, into the category of "ordinary people" with one kick.
Of course, although the visual effect was extremely shocking, the dense air defense firepower inevitably left damage on the fuselage. The overly dense firepower meant that even the best solution had to withstand some damage.
If this continues to accumulate, perhaps this Valkyrie could really be destroyed. But the approaching aircraft from above did not give them that much time.
As most of the anti-aircraft weapons had to turn to the higher sky, the pressure on the Valkyrie was greatly reduced. Therefore, in order to ensure the sleep quality of the Fallen Angel anti-aircraft gunners, she began to leave her flight path in the sky of the fortress even more unscrupulously.
However, this taunt did not last long. As the aircraft further approached, the main show was also preliminarily launched.
In the distance, in the terrifying storm surrounding Vigil Keep, a small and inconspicuous black spot suddenly emerged. After leaving the storm at a very high speed, it quickly changed direction through the thrusters at the tail and above, changing from circling flight to smashing directly at Vigil Keep.
At first, the observers thought this was some kind of aircraft... but taking a closer look.
Isn't that a shell?
Why is there a person hanging on it?
Holy crap, Dark Angels?
The second, the third, the fourth...
Haha, things are not good.
As hundreds of large-caliber shells and the Space Marines they carried appeared one after another, and the aircraft above began to project massive amounts of aerial bombs, missiles, and rockets like rain, the Fallen Angels gradually realized that this time Vigil Keep might not be easy to defend.
The good news is that they don't have to worry about Abaddon's arrival anymore.
The bad news is, should they hold a meeting first to choose the site of the graveyard?
In the Fallen Angels' desperate resistance, countless explosives finally came into contact with the Ion Shields.
Since the loss of fighters was much lower than expected, the ground-to-ground firepower that was now hitting the blue light was much more than expected.
The shields, which were enough to resist tens of thousands of small- and medium-caliber shells, were directly smashed through by more than ten thousand rockets, thousands of missiles, and countless other aerial bombs fired by hundreds of fighters. The remaining ones bombarded the outer walls of the fortress, creating terrifying tremors and indentations everywhere.
Although these could still be described as external injuries for the heavy fortress armor, the fatal consequence meant by this was that the shields were overloaded, but the Turbo-Laser Destructors carried on the backs of the eight Thunderhawk Gunships were not consumed because of the shields.
These Turbo-Laser Destructors may sound a bit unfamiliar when taken out individually, but if you bundle three of them together, does it sound familiar?
That's right, it's the kind of large-caliber laser secondary gun carried on the shoulders of Warlord Titans. It's just that the Titan has a triple-barreled mount on its shoulders, while the Thunderhawk Gunship only has a single barrel... That said, for non-Titan-level targets, the power of a single barrel is enough to be called terrifying.
The eight Turbo-Laser Destructors, originally intended as redundancy, activated in the flashing glare. Eight huge pillars of light, enough to temporarily blind mortals who looked directly at them, descended from the sky, focusing on one place like the judgment of the apocalypse.
Vaporization of the Ceramite, scattering of countless liquid metal droplets.
The heavy outer wall at the point of impact was actually forcibly dug out into a gap flowing with red molten steel, and even the surrounding structure was greatly weakened in strength due to the extreme high temperature.
This directly led to a complete collapse of the subsequent defense.
When hundreds of shells whistled towards this already opened point of impact, the explosions tore the gap into a hole, and large batches of Ceramite, which had become brittle and softened under high temperatures, became part of the shrapnel.
Although the Fallen Angels would certainly not be stupid enough to try to defend around this point of impact, this also led to the hundred or so Primaris Space Marines who followed the shells being able to enter unimpeded.
Although the gap between ordinary Space Marines and Primaris Space Marines is not very large, it can be said to be obvious. If the two sides do not have a certain gap in the number of people, then the victory or defeat has basically been determined.
The number of Fallen Angels guarding Vigil Keep was not even two companies, and even the hundred or so Space Marines who poured in first could not handle it, let alone the large number of elites air-dropped later?
Of the eight Thunderhawk Gunships, the remaining two hundred Space Marines poured out, and the Dreadnought carried in the extra space directly crushed into the corridors.
Several Terminator squads, Dreadnoughts of the Imperial Fists, and Dark Angels, these two exerted devastating lethality in the close combat, making the Fallen Angels once suspect whether someone had secretly done something that hurt the world, so that attracting so many enemies at once was one thing, but also brought so many veterans.
This led to when Zhang Ge jumped off the plane with a group of mortal elites, all that was left for them was a mess. Even because of the Fallen Angels' special nature, they couldn't even leave a corpse. The Dark Angels' various squads were specially equipped with Incinerator Units, enough to turn the corpse, armor and all, into dust.
Zhang Ge, who was originally expecting a fierce battle, looked confused. He moved with Amilia and his close guards in corridors and rooms that only had some charred traces. Even if he occasionally ran into a few Space Marines, they were all friendly forces. What he received was not the passionate collision between Boltgun and his Carapace Armor, but the approving gaze they cast through their lenses, deeply piercing into his heart.
No, you guys, leave some soup at least?
How is it that just one step late, not to mention the soup, even the bowl has been eaten clean?
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