Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 155 147. Give the Necrons a Little Shock

In the vast and deep void, the shining yellow light reflected by 106 fills the space.

Closer, closer.

The sickle-shaped spaceships of the Necrons still followed the established trajectory, gliding unhurriedly towards the main fleet of the Iron Warriors, and their steady speed seemed to be a time bomb with a stable reading beside Perturabo.

The cruiser sent by the Iron Warriors was getting faster and faster, the plasma engine was pushed to the maximum, and the sapphire blue tail flame was swaying.

Soon, the Necron's spaceship came within the attack range of the Iron Warrior's cruiser, but the Iron Warrior did not take the lead in attacking, but adjusted the formation of the spaceship group, vaguely forming a surrounding situation directly in front.

But the sickle craft didn't try to retreat, as Perturabo thought.

Got a death order to move forward?
In the previous combat profile analysis, these robot-like aliens seem to be like robots, never retreating, tireless, and never stop.

And their superiors have absolute control over them. When orders are issued, no subordinates will disobey them, even if these undead with the most basic weapons will face the next round of artillery bombardment from the Iron Warriors.

Thinking of this, Perturabo's eyes were dim and difficult to distinguish, the qualities revealed by these alien races.
Perturabo pulled his thoughts back just in time. It was a dangerous thought.

He was standing silently on the deck of Blood of Steel, and the data line next to his head was transmitting the information of the front cruiser in real time, so that the legion commander could issue the latest order immediately.

On the ground of 106, at the edge of the No. 03 mining area, it was reported that the aircraft on the opposite side was found, and Perturabo dispatched its own artillery support for this, and then dispatched flying troops such as Stormbirds.

There's nothing to worry about, show that redneck the real art of fighting, instead of piling up his soldiers on the field.

[Fire. 】

The order was issued and accurately transmitted to the leading cruiser fleet. In an instant, the huge net formed by torpedoes tightly surrounded the Necromancer fleet, and the light dragged by the flames was dazzling.

It's over, or there is something about the opponent's fleet defense that can make him feel emotional.

Perturabo turned his attention to the troops on the ground, where the Stormbird's loss rate was somewhat higher—

[Scheelite requests emergency communication——]

[The Red Copper requests emergency communication——]

[Cinnabar requests emergency communication——]

【.】

In just an instant, dozens of urgent communication requests came from the vanguard cruiser!

Perturabo hurriedly focused his thoughts on the cruiser's message beam, but after calling frantically, there was deathly silence from the opposite side.

And the expressions of the busy people around the Primarch became distorted.

Bad thoughts flashed past like a flash from a Bomber, and it took Perturabo a tenth of a millisecond to calm himself down, knowing that he had no emotion, that he was steel inside and out.

He opened the information beam of the main fleet, and because of Perturabo's trust in various sensors and his contempt for naked eye observation, he thought that the Blood of Iron should not be equipped with observation windows, so the legion commander could not directly see through the windows. Observe the battlefield.

The signal from the bird servant made his expression change.

In the star field where the two ships were in contact, the screen was full of red warning symbols, gray failure symbols, and not a single normal blue light point.

The real-time images showed that the fleets of those undead were still moving forward according to their straight trajectory, but——their speed soared to a level that made all human beings fearful!
Steel fragments exploded, bright red and sapphire blue intertwined, but it was no longer the scene of torpedo explosion familiar to Perturabo. Countless pieces of cruisers, large and small, floated in the air by inertia. whining.

The cruiser Cinnabar in the forefront was torn apart straight by the Necron's fleet, and now, the Necron's fleet is heading straight for the group where the Blood of Steel is! ! !

【spread!spread! Σ formation! ! ! 】

Compared to the embarrassing anger and annoyance in front of the death guard, Perturabo, who is familiar with the fleet data, realized what they were facing now? !Incredible amazement and terror slowly crept up.

Hades stood in front of the porthole, staring at the sea in front of the left.

There, bright explosions bloom continuously.

The detonation of the torpedoes, the igniting of the spears, the light was the only thing piercing the black void.

But in that gorgeous and bright light cluster, the green Necromancer galloped out like a motorbike, smoothly flying out of the Iron Warriors' attacking range.

Too fast, really too fast.

The space necromancer's fleet has reached the limit of Hades' cognition. Even though it is quite far away from the main battle zone, these necromancer's sickle-shaped spaceships can fly from the observation window at a very short speed. As he slid to the side of the observation window, countless cruisers were directly torn to pieces by the Necrons.

The entire steel warrior's originally dense ship group immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.

But Hades didn't speak. At the moment when Necrons and Iron Warriors started fighting, the message notifying Mortarion to come and watch the battle had already been sent.

But there is a high probability that Mortarion, who is training with the Death Guard, will ignore this message. In order to let the Legion Commander come over, Hardest deliberately recorded a scene of Necrons tearing up the Iron Warriors cruiser.

In addition, Hades has made all the fleets in a loose state, ready to respond to the enemy and escape at any time.

But to be honest, after seeing the performance of the space necromancer ship, Hades is no longer sure whether the small Babarus fleet brought by the death guard can cope with the enemy.

Hades pursed his lips unconsciously, the camera began to record above the electronic left eye with red light flashing, and the behavior trajectories of both parties were transmitted to the left brain for the first time, and the analysis began.

Although the Necron's ships were like cold water thrown into hot oil, causing the Iron Warriors' ships to disperse instantly, Hades discovered that the Iron Warriors did not disperse irregularly.

On the contrary, the Iron Warriors' ships are rearranging, and the seemingly chaotic scene is to reduce their own losses.

It is like a school of sardines in the ocean, dense and huge, but when a shark rushes into the school of fish, it immediately spreads out, so that every fish is hidden in the huge school of fish.

In Hades' understanding of empire and calculation, perhaps on a two-dimensional plane, the irregular model of calculating several points can also be solved violently by computer.

But if it is a three-dimensional space, and it is the number of ships owned by an entire legion, the amount of calculation and difficulty will explode geometrically——

And these are calculated by Perturabo's brain? !
Hades gritted his teeth and took a breath.

The Iron Warriors' ships did not stop moving, they changed formations in space as much as possible, after realizing that the torpedoes could cause extremely limited damage to the Necron's ships, Perturabo began to control the ships. The ships fired at the ships at the extreme distance of the lance.

At the same time, Perturabo began to predict the trajectories of the ships on the opposite side, and arranged in advance the small ships with the largest firepower on their possible paths. Under the cover of their own firepower and formation, these front-reinforced spaceships rushed straight to the death The weak point of the spirit spaceship.

The Necrons rushed into the inner circle, where the larger battleships began to unleash their artillery fire.

Dazzling and dizzy, Hades' right eye could no longer keep up with the rhythm of the Iron Warrior ship.

Most of the spaceships are painted in the dark gray of the Iron Warriors, but under the countless queue changes and on the metal shell, the explosions and flames are intertwined, giving people an illusory and ethereal feeling.

In this hazy halo, a grain of bright green went out.

? !
In the command room of the death guard, it seemed that the breathing had become silent.

There were hurried footsteps in the corridor, too loud, but no one cared about them anymore.

Mortarion's gaze passed through the door and directly to the observation window directly in front of him.

Primarch was taken aback.

Compared with those mortals who couldn't see clearly, and Hades who needed the help of the electronic left brain to see clearly, Mortarion instantly saw Perturabo's command.

This.
Before the porthole, Hades, who was against the light, looked at the still flickering halos in disbelief, but the fall of a star still couldn't dim the entire star cluster. , the Queen of Glory of the Iron Warriors is within their attack range!
The Gauss weapons on those Necron ships began to brighten, and the muzzles that could be loaded with dead star fragments began to aim.

The Iron Warrior's ship became even crazier, and a few green grains went out. The Iron Blood dragged her graceful body, holding up her skirt, and ran backwards. The shield embellished her skirt with sparkling jewel luster.

But within the layers of skirts, countless weapons of death are staring at these necromancer ships, which are like ants compared to her.

Seeing that both sides are about to--

On 0879, on board the Space Necromancer Elegy-class assault ship, the necromancers were working silently.

As low-level thinking, this group of undead warriors who attacked the ship did not have self-awareness.

After the grave consciousness on the ground detected that the fleet above No. 106 belonged to the same enemy as the army that was attacking them on the ground, at the same time, the number and scale of this fleet met the minimum number of expulsions required by the regulations (actually, it was a large force of Iron Warriors, plus some ships of the Death Guard)

They sent them to drive out the enemies in space.

The necromantic nobles in the depths need to sleep peacefully, and these alien races who come to disturb them need to be expelled, and no one can disturb the sleep of the space necromancers.

After all, forcing early awakening will cause unpredictable damage to advanced thinking, and the consciousness that has been worn out for a long time can no longer afford it.

The biggest target enemy ship on the opposite side entered the Necromancer's ship range, and the Necromancer fighters programmed by the program performed a detailed data scan on the enemy ship before the first attack according to the established behavior——

#￥%...&***&%￥? !

The vague information that is familiar and frightening to the few undead comes——

Not long ago, there was an extremely small amount of star god fragment fluctuations on this ship.

? ? ? ? ! ! ! !
Alpha-level alarms burst from the attack ship in an instant!These radio waves flickering with crazy information were directly transmitted to the tomb consciousness on the ground of 106. The information was too unconventional and superimposed on the wear and tear of the tomb. For a while, the entire tomb consciousness had a very short window period——

[Protocol error, warning, freeze, freeze, freeze]

In the battle area of ​​No. 03 mining area, the Iron Warriors watched the densely packed undead warriors start to freeze. At this moment, the dead undead will not pass the resurrection agreement.

Above the sky, the necromancer aircraft that had entered no man's land began to fall——

On the planet, the assault ship that was about to sail into the core area of ​​the Iron Warriors suddenly stopped.

But Perturabo directly seized this opportunity, and within a very short period of time, those undead ships were immediately torn into pieces!
The culprit who caused all this is still staring at the porthole in a daze with a puzzled expression at this moment.

While the Iron Warriors' downing of the enemy is cause for celebration, in Hades' left-brain simulation, it wouldn't have been the result anyway.

Those undead ships seemed to stop suddenly.
what happened?

[In the deepest part of tomb No. 106, it opened its eyes. 】

——This is the first time that the Necrons have intercepted Hades’ information——

【■■■Above it, it looked over with interest. 】

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