Chapter 18： space battle

Chapter 18 Space Battle

Guilliman, who was wearing azure power armor, came to the command deck, followed by the honor guard wearing the iron cavalry terminator armor.

The huge steel body brought a huge sense of oppression. Everyone on the command deck felt that their hearts were gripped by fear, and it was difficult to breathe.

The Glory Guards are all elite veterans of the Ultramarines. Each of them has an astonishing record, and they are wearing Terminator armor that is bulkier and bulkier than ordinary Space Marine armor. Standing there, the sense of oppression is directly full.

It is a great courage for ordinary people to stand and speak in front of members of the Glory Guard.

"How's the situation? Breher." Guilliman looked at the captain sitting on the command seat and asked.

"They gathered on planet No. 2 in the Sara galaxy. Judging from the badges and some characteristics of the battleship, the information we received is not false. The enemy is indeed the Death Guard. The fleet has been distributed. Judging from the strength of the enemy and us In contrast, we can easily win."

Death Guards, Plague Spreaders, Cursed Betrayers, Eternal Enemies of the Empire, Unforgivable People.

The Death Guard once belonged to the Fourteenth Legion of the Empire, led by the Primarch Mortarion, and made indelible contributions to the Great Crusade of the Empire and the unification of mankind.

At the end of the Great Crusade, Mortarion led the Death Guard to participate in the Horus Rebellion, openly betrayed the loyalists in the Itari galaxy, and massacred the loyalists with other rebel legions, committing an unforgivable crime.

Then, when Mortarion led the fleet to sail in the subspace, he was betrayed by Typhons, a young man who killed the navigator and destroyed the ship's Geller force field, leaving the fleet trapped in the subspace and being trapped by Chaos. The evil **** severely trained him.

By virtue of superb means, the evil **** of Nurgle forcibly tamed Mortarion, who hated witchcraft and hated chaos extremely, and made him his little boy.

Mortarion was originally a primarch who was extremely resistant to witchcraft and chaos.

But trapped in the subspace, tortured by the plague, forced to surrender to one of the evil gods of chaos, representing the plague, death, and the newborn Nurgle, and became one of the primarchs who ascended the devil.

It can be called the template of the original body who has been tamed to be obedient by the annoying strange uncle.

Then, the fleet participated in the Battle of Terra, using the plague to break the defense of the palace, causing a huge number of deaths. After Horus failed, he split into multiple battle groups and fled to the Eye of Terror and the edge of the empire.

Guilliman sorted out the information about the Death Guard in his mind, and then looked at Captain Breher again and asked.

"I have no doubts about the outcome of the victory, I just want to ask how is the situation on the surface?"

"There is no feedback. All the messages we sent were intercepted. No matter whether it was electromagnetic or astronomical, there was no recovery. I guess the enemy has controlled the communication. If it is worse, the astropaths on the surface will either Contaminated, or already dead"

Captain Breher's tone was a little heavy, and the only remaining flesh and blood eye showed anger.

Another planet-level massacre, tens of billions of human lives were harvested by evil gods.

May the Holy Emperor have mercy on those poor souls, and take their souls into his arms.

"Maybe there is a turning point, otherwise these chaotic remnants will not stay here." Guilliman looked in the direction of the console. Amidst the humming of the machinery, the Mechanicus' carefully maintained strategy instrument was running, a series of data Symbols and light beams form a tactical projection, clearly showing the situation in the Sara galaxy and the strength of the plague ships.

At this time, all the plague ships are in the orbit of the second planet in the Sara galaxy.

"I hope so." Breher nodded.

"Let's attack, no matter what, they must be eliminated. If there are survivors, we will save the survivors. If there are no survivors, then we will avenge them."

"Understood, my lord."

The fleet headed by the Glory of Macragge is advancing rapidly, and the planet Sara II is getting bigger and bigger in the field of vision.

It is a green planet with glaciers in the polar regions.

The whole is grassland and woodland, with only scattered deserts dotted in it. It is a planet that is extremely suitable for human beings and has high colonization value.

There are six giant hive cities on the planet, one of which is astonishingly large. According to the observed data, it should cover an area of ​​more than 26 million square kilometers.

The predicted population of the planet is guaranteed to be more than 50 billion, which is extremely valuable to the empire.

Seeing the arrival of the Imperial fleet, the Plague Fleet also responded, and they launched their fronts, trying to intercept the Imperial ships.

Guilliman watched the changes on the battlefield. The enemy had a total of three fleets, and there was a serious lack of coordination among them.

Mutual distrust is the weakness of Chaos parties. They usually fight on the scale of warbands, resist unified command, and will not trust other warbands.

When the distance was less than 3 million kilometers, the two sides entered a fierce close combat from the trial stage.

The imperial ships fired batches of torpedoes and missiles, which were distributed in a fan-shaped wide area, forming staggered lines. At the same time, they also fired several tons of anti-ship artillery shells to cut the opponent's maneuvering space.

Battles in space are more complex and changeable, with engagement distances of millions of kilometers at every turn, so weapons such as torpedoes, missiles, and artillery shells have a certain lag, making it difficult to hit moving ships.

Commanding such a battle requires a huge amount of computing to calculate the movement of the enemy in the battle and the variables on the battlefield.

Guilliman inspected the battlefield solemnly, not letting go of any small variable.

Before crossing, he felt that torpedo missiles are useless in the future space battlefield, so energy weapons such as light spears should be installed.

After witnessing the battle of the fleet, I realized that the previous idea was really too stupid.

Each weapon has its advantages. The missile can be automatically tracked and can hit any position of the enemy ship at will.

The light spear is only fast, but it goes straight. The power is fast, but it is easy to block.

Physical weapons such as torpedoes and shells are powerful, not to mention the fact that the slow speed of being complained about can sometimes become an advantage, which will increase the amount of calculations for the enemy. They dare not maneuver easily for fear of directly hitting them.

Stationary torpedoes and landmines have a high probability of not triggering void shields. Once they hit, the consequences will naturally be very tragic

The distance of millions of kilometers is a close battle for a space battle. Light spears and giant shells are constantly fired, and the space between the two sides quickly turns into a deadly bush intertwined with light spears and shells.

The void shield on Macragge's Glory will light up from time to time, rippling and undulating under the powerful energy beams.

The dissipated energy of the energy weapon caused the void shield generators on the Macragge's Glory to emit feedback noises from time to time, and some of them even emitted crackling sparks.

The Plague Warriors knew exactly who their biggest threat was, and even without any coordination, they took the Glory of Macragge as their priority target.

Facing the concentrated fire of the enemy, the Glory of Macragge did not retreat in any way, and gave the same tough counterattack, unleashing artillery fire on the enemy that could easily razed the city.

A Plague ship was overwhelmed with void shields, a torpedo hit hit the ship's head, sending it spinning, followed by a barrage of attacks.

The huge hull was pierced by torpedoes, missiles, and light spears, and the hit plasma energy pile exploded. Huge flames engulfed the plague ship, slowly disintegrated in a silent explosion, and burned blazingly in space.

The mansion-like body flew out of the exploding battleship, accidentally hit the warband ship next to it, overloading the opponent's void shield, and was blown into wreckage by a round of macro-gun salvos from a cruiser from the empire. .

Relying on the firepower of Macragge's Glory, the empire's fleet was like a sharp sword, piercing the enemy's heart.

The advantages have been rapidly expanded, and the balance of victory in the war is rapidly sliding to the human side.

"Their behavior is not normal, logically they should run away." Phikris, standing aside, shook his head, "In the past, when they realized that they could not win, traitors would often choose to flee."

"Perhaps these idiots have been scared out of their wits." Brehe mocked a little. His greatest joy was to personally destroy the enemy's warships one by one, and let all the corpses of those traitors of chaos be suspended in space and become ice sculptures.

A dead traitor is a traitor worthy of recognition.

Guilliman withdrew his gaze from the strategic projection, and shook his head, "I don't think this matter is that simple. Try to find a way to get the surface situation of planet Sara 2. Perhaps the problem lies on the surface of the planet. With the above information, we may know what's going on."

Although he is a time traveler, he has inherited the power and all the memories of his predecessor. To some extent, it is more like fusion.

The strategy and wisdom of the original body level made him feel that the plague warriors were so brave and fearless, which was a bit abnormal.

It's not Khorne that they seek refuge in. Nurgle never supports mindless death.

No brains, only for hacking, only the reckless Khorne would do it.

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