Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter :

 Chapter 117 Facing the Insect Swarm (Subscription required)

  Hawk stood on a marble platform of a building and saw the scene in the sky through an optical detection device.

  Even though they have experienced many battles, they have fought in mountains of corpses and seas of blood many times.

   What can be seen still makes Hawk show a terrified expression.

  The entire sky darkened.

  The spore cloud that covered the sky and the sun poured out from the sky, covering the entire sky.

   To be honest, Hawke has never seen a horror scene on this scale.

   When a battle broke out with the orcs.

   It was they who launched the attack on the orcs, and the air power was also the advantage of the empire.

   Now it is completely reversed.

   Looking up, everything in sight is that kind of terrifying Zerg waving tentacles and arthropods.

   "If we invade the city, I'm afraid we will all be finished." Hawke whispered.

  The two corps commanders next to them also turned pale when they heard this.

  No one can keep calm in the face of such a terrifying swarm.

  Booming explosions and beams of light emerged in the sky.

  The ground defense artillery array and many fighter planes are intertwined to form the first air defense line.

  Brilliant lasers and dense physical ammunition quickly interweave into a web of death at high altitude.

   A large number of spore sacs have been torn apart under the devastating offensive before they landed.

  Hawk doesn't know if these guys have the concept of death.

   He tends not to.

  They succumb to the will of the hive, and even if they die, they will be transformed into biomass and reabsorbed.

   "For the Emperor, for Guilliman."

   Hawke repeated his oath.

  Nowadays, only such words can bring him a little courage.

   People need to know why they are fighting.

  Only in that way can you hold the gun tightly.

  Hawk knew why he was fighting, and he also knew why he was standing here.

  At this juncture, he thought of Madara.

  The veteran who died alone.

  Humanity needs to be changed.

   And Guilliman was the one who brought about the change.

  He promised to reshape the order and the rules of the human world so that everyone can live with dignity.

   It was precisely because of this promise that Hawke left Natal, joined the Corps, and became a soldier of the Star Militia.

  He is fighting for Guilliman, and it can be said that he is fighting for the future that Guilliman promised.

   Many people fought for Guilliman for this reason.

   No one wants to live in hell, nor does he want his descendants to live in hell.

   "Get ready, we are about to face the first wave of shock." Hawke looked at his deputy and asked him to notify the company commander to prepare for battle.

  The fighter jet skimmed high above the sky, and countless missiles and bursting beams shot out from the weapon mouth, colliding with the swarm of insects fiercely, releasing flame flowers representing death.

  The pilots and the machine soul merged into one, making the fighter an extension of his body like an arm.

  In the endless sea of ​​insects, they released enough firepower to destroy a city.

  With exquisite driving skills and strategic arrangements, as well as the support of surface anti-aircraft firepower.

  The formation of imperial fighter planes harvested the spore sacs in an orderly manner.

   The scale of the Tyranid Zerg is too large after all.

  It is like a mountain torrent caused by a backlog of floods, with an unparalleled sense of oppression, pouring down from the top of the mountain, destroying everything along the way.

  Thunderhawk, Stormbird and many other fighter formations plunged headlong into the sea of ​​ferocious monsters.

  The dazzling light shines on from time to time, and then is quickly covered up.

  As time goes by, the battle in the sky intensifies.

  A large number of winged creatures swarmed towards the Imperial fighter formations.

  Trying to use the sharp claws and biological weapons in his hands to completely kill the human beings who hinder him.

  Biological plasma spurts out, the light is bright and intense, dazzling.

  A fighter plane was hit.

  In an instant, thick black smoke and flames appeared.

  After flying for a while, there was a booming explosion.

  The light of the explosion was fleeting in the sea of ​​insects.

  The last cry of the sacrificed pilot echoed in the communication channel of the fighter jet formation.

   "For the Holy Emperor, for Guilliman."

   Then the sound disappeared, completely submerged in the howls of the Zerg.

  The two-shot fight was brutal.

  A large number of living creatures were torn apart by the fighter's weapons.

  A large amount of minced meat and jointed limbs mixed with body fluids all over the sky and fell down.

   Zerg is endless.

  When one Tyranid creature is killed, countless Tyranid creatures will fill it up.

  The sky is filled with tornadoes of flapping wings and biting mouths.

  The thorns made of biomass are spewed out by powerful muscles.

  Lots of live shells and caustic bombs rained down.

  The Imperial Fighter is going mad to destruction.

  Tiger is an experienced driver.

   have already experienced countless wars.

   This is still the worst battle he has ever experienced.

  He controlled the fighter plane to avoid a winged insect, and pressed the missile launcher, only to find that the fighter plane's ammunition had been exhausted.

  Tiger can only request to return to the airport.

   After a while, he got a reply.

  [B1245, the return flight is allowed, the airport has been prepared, and the relevant ground staff has made maintenance preparations for you. ]

  The voice of the airport control tower came from the communication.

   Allow Tiger to return for repairs and refill ammo.

   "B1245 has been received, return immediately." Tiger responded.

  Then turned the direction of the fighter plane and rushed towards the hive capital airport.

  He looked out from both sides of the fighter plane, and the Zerg had already occupied the entire sky.

  Humanity is failing.

  Tiger collected his mind and tried to break out of the encirclement by piloting a fighter plane.

  [Number 7234 requests support. ]

  [Number 7234 requests support. ]

  A voice almost crying came from the communication.

  Tiger checked the fighter plane asking for help, and found that the opponent was not far away from him, only about 20 kilometers away.

   "Fortunately, the Emperor let you meet me." Tiger said in his heart.

  Twenty kilometers is just the blink of an eye for a high-speed fighter plane.

  Tiger quickly found the fighter plane calling for help.

  The tail fin has been damaged, emitting thick black smoke.

   Ammo is out.

   is using the equipped plasma beam cannon to try its best to kill the Zerg.

   But the number of enemies is too much.

   If there are no accidents, this fighter plane will be completely torn apart soon.

  Tiger manipulated the fighter plane like a delicate scalpel, rushing into the chasing enemy, cutting the enemy continuously, giving his comrades a chance to breathe.

   "Thank you."

  The other party's voice sounded in the communication.

   "No, remember to buy me a drink then." Tago laughed.

  With the help of Tago, the fighter jet emitting black smoke was able to escape.

   While Tiger was playing around with the Zerg, he was about to leave.

   There was a violent shock.

  The ear-piercing siren sounded.

  On the tactical screen, the Thinker issued a series of warning runes.

  [Left wing damaged, left wing damaged, thrust decreased by 10%]

  [Left wing damaged, left wing damaged, thrust decreased by 15%]

  [Left wing damaged, left wing damaged, thrust decreased by 20%]

  [The number two engine is damaged. ]

   A series of damage notifications made Tiger stunned.

   Then there was a howl of pain.

   Massive amounts of data poured into his mind via neural cables.

   It made every one of his brain cells feel pain.

  Every pilot is connected to the sacred machine soul, and they feel the pain of the fighter.

   were destroyed one after another, the fighter plane lost its balance, spinning at high speed and crashing into the ground.

  Tiger only felt dizzy, watching the ground getting closer, trying to control the fighter plane.

   "Cheer up baby, you can do it."

  Tigo summoned the machine soul of the fighter with his will, hoping to make it continue to fight.

   Pain came from the huge data, and the machine soul let out a mournful howl, making Tiger scream together.

   Fortunately, Machine Soul finally responded to Tago.

  The fighter plane, which was falling rapidly, stopped falling at the last moment.

  The anti-gravity array let out a roar, and started working again.

  The huge lift force reversed the direction of the fighter, allowing it to climb again.

   Then the overwhelming Zerg rushed towards him

  [B1245, please return. ]

  Tiger heard the voice from the communication.

   "I guess it won't go back. I'll save someone and put myself in it."

  Tiger showed a wry smile.

  He will pay the price of his life for his kindness.

  The airport tower was silent for a moment before continuing to make a sound.

  [Then good luck to you, B1245, may you return to the throne of the Emperor. ]

   "Thank you." Tago said.

  Tiger looked at the prompts on the tactical screen and the information that flooded his mind.

  The fighter plane has reached the brink of collapse.

   "Baby, let's go, **** him, even if you go, you have to go handsome."

  Tiger smiled as he looked at the fighter plane he had been driving for many years.

  He reached out and pressed the button on the operation panel to increase the energy level response of the fighter.

  The vibration was felt, the thrust increased suddenly, and the speed increased again.

   "Go to hell, Alien." Tiger roared.

   With the help of plasma propulsion, the howling fighter rushed towards the crazy swarm again.

  The swarm of insects covering the sky and the sun is like a vast ocean of creatures.

  The fighter plane with black smoke rushed into it at full speed, and was quickly covered up.

  Nobody knows what happened to the driver.

  Biological electromagnetic waves disrupted the empire's communications, making it impossible to accurately receive signals from fighter planes.

   No matter how hard the Imperial Air Force works.

  The unstoppable torrent of creatures finally broke through the fire defense net and landed on the ground with a rumbling sound.

   Ground warfare is inevitable.

  A transparent, slightly distorted light curtain appeared in the air.

  Multiple shield generators placed in the hive city were activated at the same time, and the huge shield wrapped the entire hive city city.

  When these huge machines are activated, the vibrations are transmitted to the entire hive city like ripples.

   A large number of Tyranid creatures trying to enter the city directly are blocked.

  The void shield can block large and high-speed flying targets from the void shield.

  Spore sacs must be slow enough to pass over the void shield, otherwise they will be blocked.

  The closer you are to the center of the hive, the slower it will allow the target to pass over the void shield.

   Tyranids can only enter from the edge, and there is no long-range or aerial fire support.

  Hawk's unit soon saw the arrival of the first wave of insect swarms.

  (end of this chapter)