The Emperor’s Angel of Death

#2073 - Blue Comet (Part 1)

Doubtful as he was, Soyaang still had to use them. Given the current size of the battle group, Soyaang didn't waste manpower to form a large air force, but only formed a squadron of 12 Voss-class strike fighters, named the Lahm Squadron, and selected three members from the dozen or so Iron Brotherhood members as instructors and air squadron commanders, and the squadron was temporarily under the command of the Fourth Company.

Kano was the squadron leader of the Lahm Squadron, and also the squad leader of the first squad.

He stared at the warplanes loading missiles, while the tech-priests were performing the final fault prevention work.

"May you stay away from faults, just as the soul stays away from dirt. The Omnissiah watches everything, liberate the war machine, liberate the dealers of death."

The final preparations were about to be completed. Kano looked around, and the other eleven warplanes were also ready. The warriors stood near their respective vehicles, waiting to board.

Beep beep beep——

The green warning light came on, and the servitors pushed the elevators to the side of the warplane. Kano put on his special tactical helmet, and two tech-priests walked beside him, with incense wafting from the censers.

They made the air around Kano thick and dense, filled with various oils and strange combustion agents, all smoldering in the Mechanicus censers, smelling like toxic waste being discharged from a factory. But the Astartes could tolerate these strong odors that had no effect on them, because nano-incense would make the connection between their power armor and the warplanes closer.

"I am thunder, I am fury, I am the storm, I will descend with wings of steel and rain down death."

Chanting a flying prayer from ancient times, Kano stepped onto the steps, sat into the cockpit, and the restraint belt automatically fixed him in place. Two tech-priests followed closely behind, they unplugged the cable from the seat and connected it to the modified power pack and helmet on the back of the pilot's armor.

Another smeared holy oil on the flickering electronic panel.

As the connection was achieved, the machine spirit of the warplane awakened. Kano felt the neural connection tingle his spine, and his temples swelled with the feeling of weapons and consciousness mixing, but these feelings soon returned to calm. He took a breath.

When the priests left, the cockpit canopy closed, and the flight deck began to flash yellow, the harsh sound of the loudspeaker collided with the high singing of the hymn-servitors.

The engine of his fighter also started, and the roar echoed in the air.

A rough green-line three-dimensional spatial tactical map unfolded in Kano's sight, the green projection combined with the real world, and status runes began to flash in his cockpit system.

"All flying units."

He said to his communicator:

"Take off in thirty seconds."

As the huge plasma engine roared to the highest pitch, the huge armor plate in front of the flight deck slowly rose, and the extending structure sent them into the take-off area.

"Lahm Squadron, sortie!"

The next second, the huge feeling of weightlessness made Kano shake slightly, and then his warplane pierced into the dark space of the universe, and the cruiser carrying them was left behind, at this time it was using its main guns to shoot at the distant enemy.

"Our mission is to intercept the enemy's attack fleet, including the aircraft group. Allies include the Navy's Lightning Squadron, Starhawk Squadron and Thunder Squadron."

Twelve Voss-class strike fighters quickly formed an assault formation and began to fly towards the engagement area, and soon the target runes appeared on Kano's helmet.

The battle had entered a fever pitch. All kinds of small warships, frigates, raiders, destroyers and armed merchant ships were fighting together, and various warplanes were shuttling between them. In this kind of battlefield, the threat of warplanes could not be ignored. They might have some difficulty fighting those large ships, but small ships could not withstand several plasma missile or torpedo attacks.

Dense enemy aircraft threat markers came head-on, and many warplanes turned into flickering and disappearing starlight during the flight. Obviously, the battle situation was not very favorable to the Empire. The Red Corsairs' Chaos Dragons and fighters had suppressed the destroyer squadron and paralyzed one of them.

Kano knew they had to deal with the toughest enemies, so he chose a group of the most aggressive opponents.

"Target, 113-193, lock and engage."

Kano marked a Hell刃(Hell刃: Hellblade) formation. These evil warplanes were chasing a Starhawk bomber formation that had just launched torpedoes, totaling 9 aircraft.

The Hell刃(Hell刃: Hellblade), like slender flying darts, were like guided missiles with wings. Whenever they fired, the void was filled with lasers. The bombers desperately dodged left and right, trying their best to get rid of the enemy's entanglement. Perhaps such maneuvers might work if the strength of the enemy and ourselves were equal, but in such a disparity of strength...

With fierce shooting, a Starhawk was hit in the engine, and half of the fuselage exploded into pieces in an instant.

"Roger."

"Understood."

The captains of the other two squads responded calmly, and then the formation split and rushed towards the Red Corsair's Hell刃(Hell刃: Hellblade) fighters from three directions.

And those Hell刃(Hell刃: Hellblade) who were chasing the bombers had just discovered that enemy aircraft were rushing towards them, but the other party did not even give their detection equipment a chance to react. Twelve Voss-class strike fighters activated their shields and transformed into twelve meteors, rushing from three directions at an extremely fast speed.

Kano had already locked onto a Hell刃(Hell刃: Hellblade). The warplane's laser cannon fired only briefly for 5 seconds, turning the opponent into a ball of burning fire.

"Kill."

The monotonous ticking of various instruments drowned out his flat tone.

The second enemy aircraft began to turn rapidly to try to get rid of it. Kano also turned quickly, closely following behind the enemy aircraft. The visual aiming of the tactical helmet locked the enemy while the auxiliary fire control system was also adjusting the firing parameters, after all, the actual distance between the two might exceed one kilometer.

When the angle was right, Kano issued an attack command, and several lasers directly hit the second Hell刃(Hell刃: Hellblade), turning it into a burning hot fireball.

And one of Kano's wingmen also tore apart another enemy aircraft. Kano controlled the warplane to glide gracefully over the fragments of the already dead Hell刃(Hell刃: Hellblade) and began to look for the next prey.

Of course, he did not forget his duty - to command and teach.

"Siamshir, pay attention to dodging in the 12°-13° direction."

"Roger."

The squad member who received the order immediately flew sideways, causing most of the enemy's firepower to miss, and a few were absorbed by the plasma shield, and then the warplane suddenly accelerated, rolling agilely in the high altitude like a dancer, dodging and drifting.

The speed and flexibility of the Voss Lightning are above the Hell刃(Hell刃: Hellblade). Soon the pursuer found himself thrown off. The opponent maneuvered at a small angle directly above it, and then quickly descended at a small angle. From a distance, it looked like a blue comet circled an s in the void.

Then the Voss Lightning counterattacked and directly tore apart the enemy aircraft's wings.

With its wings shot off, the Hell刃(Hell刃: Hellblade) began to roll uncontrollably and was eventually destroyed by the second round of strafing.