Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Lane didn't respond.

He stared at the tactical screen in front of him.

The pulsating data radiance reflected on his face.

Judging from the situation of several confrontations in the past.

This fellow Koz must have set up a series of traps in the palace, waiting for him to enter.

Rushing to engage in surface combat will only give Curz, who is good at stealth combat and laying traps, a chance.

It was like that in Macragge.

Even though they were in the territory of the loyalists of the empire and had the upper hand, both Guilliman and him were almost plotted against by Curze.

Coming to the surface of the planet Tagusa now is nothing more than a repeat of the past.

Today's empire has completed technological upgrades.

It's time for Koz to understand what the times have changed.

"First clear the ground defense firepower at a fixed point." Ryan pointed to the screen, which showed the defense points of the enemy's firepower, "Knock out their fangs and the ability to resist."

Although Curz is a traitor, his strategic vision is not covered.

The defensive firepower of the deployment is enough to fight against several times the troops. If you count his insidious moves, I am afraid that it will take a lot of energy and sacrifice to break through the defense.

"The weapon system is ready." The weapon director opened the weapon interface one by one. In front of him, a holographic tactical sphere was shining, and the red bombing area was specially marked.

Some dotted lines flickered and formed, depicting the trajectory and end position of the light spear and the missile.

After a final calibration and intelligence confirmation, the weapons director ordered an orbital bombardment.

Tapsa's clouds were stirred by terrifying energy, making a thunderous sound.

The spear of light reflected the entire dark sky.

Static electricity moves across the sky like a mad scientist's experimental setup.

Every anti-aircraft gun is precisely locked.

Accompanied by the screams of the soldiers, tower-like flames rose up, and the billowing smoke made the reflection of the fire very clear.

One fire battery after another was reduced to rubble by energy lances and high-energy shells.

The city's fangs were immediately pulled out by the empire.

Killed any possibility of resistance.

Curze, standing on a palace balcony, stared at the sky.

Gazing into the distance the flames lighting up half the city.

There was a trace of consternation on his face.

This is not in line with the lion's style.

To launch orbital bombing so simply, first destroy the enemy's possible counterattack force.

This is Perturabo's fire coverage style of play.

He was a little uncertain whether the opponent was the lion Lion or the blacksmith Perturabo.

I thought that my provocation would make the opponent choose airborne combat.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so cautious.

Curze disappeared into the darkness.

From countless phantoms, select a part that looks real, and extract useful information from it.

After clearing the anti-aircraft firepower, Ryan will choose to use the superior firepower to compress his hiding space and destroy the trap he set.

He had to be patient.

Until Ryan comes.

At that time, it was the time when they officially began to confront each other.

Through the optical detection device, Ryan watched the city illuminated by the fire.

Amber pupils reflect the flow of data, and an unearthly intelligence pays attention to every piece of information that flows across the screen.

Lane knew every bombing like the back of his hand.

Their attack trajectories, targets, and effects to be achieved.

The Lions have a firm grip on these things, making sure every corner is covered.

Wait until there is nothing on the ground to stop the imperial air power.

Only then did the lion show a smile and give a new order.

"Release the unmanned detection aircraft and find a way to lock the position of Midnight Ghost. Let the fighters prepare, as long as they find the target and carry out a wave of bombing first, don't get close to the opponent." Ryan said: "We can't give him the latent combat that Curz is good at. This opportunity."

The survivability of the Primarch is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Not to mention scum like Koz.

Back in the day, this damned traitor was able to hide for so long on his flagship, the Indomitable Truth.

And so many things happened during the Second Reich.

If you want to kill Curz, the current battle is really not enough.

"clear."

"clear."

Other departments on the battleship responded to Lane's orders.

The crew carried out Ryan's orders.

The landing deck is operational.

Accompanied by the hissing sound of the hydraulic device, the huge metal hatch slowly opened under the rapidly flashing red indicator light.

The extreme cold of the void poured into the cabin, condensing the moisture in the air into frost, reflecting the red emergency lights.

The metal friction sound from the movement of the giant mechanical arm pushed the heavy fighters onto the booster track.

In an orderly command, several fighter squadrons were released.

Their target is Curz hiding in the palace.

The warplanes will bomb Curze's possible hiding place, weakening the latent ability of Midnight Ghost first.

A large number of unmanned detection devices were released by transport planes and scattered to the huge palace complex.

They buzzed and moved at high speed in the dark.

Only the keenest eyes can catch their presence.

Seeing these things from the illusion, Curz's eyes became serious.

Lane's trickiness levels skyrocketed.

With a cautious style of play that doesn't fit his personality at all, Curz feels helpless.

The unmanned detection device is only the size of a fist, in a spherical shape, with a built-in miniaturized force field drive and anti-gravity suspension device.

It has high-speed flight and invisible ray radar detection capabilities.

Curz imagined destroying them, but learned from the illusion that these things share a database and a control center.

In addition to these, there are several insurance measures for the unmanned detection ball group.

Several Imperial commanders linked to the console remotely controlled the spheres.

Any attempt to cheat the program cannot escape their eyes.

Destroying a few of them is meaningless, but will expose his position.

Once traces were found, orbital bombing and strafing followed.

Any devices that seem to be traps are found, and they will also be destroyed by the pulsing light they release.

In front of these little guys, Koz's abilities were suppressed and he couldn't use them, so he could only run around passively.

Dodge the onslaught of imperial artillery.

Curz's stealth ability is very good, but the dense detection balls are everywhere, and they form a big net.

And Curz is the prey in this big net.

Whether he gets caught or touches the net, it's just as bad for him.

The Empire did not conduct a landing operation from beginning to end.

Ryan didn't even show his face.

This style of play made Koz panic, and he wanted to teach Ryan a lesson.

But in this situation, it is obvious that they want to consume him to death.

Curz wandered around the palace by virtue of his illusion, trying to avoid the bombing of the empire as much as possible.

Wait until the palace is reduced to ruins, shrouded in flames.

After most of the traps he set up were destroyed.

Curz, who was hiding in the ruins, finally saw the phantom he wanted to see.

Lion came to Tagusa with the Dark Angels.

The Lion himself came and captured him.

I want him to be put in a cage like Fulgrim and Perturabo, and sent back to Terra.

Curz licked his sharp paw.

Not the slightest fear, but faint excitement.

Among the ruined palaces, Ryan's footsteps were extremely loud.

After completing the process of weakening the prey, he chose to go into battle to catch Curz himself.

His heirs and the Imperial Air Force blocked the entire palace complex, deploying unmanned detection balls in every possible place to pass.

Curz is like a cornered beast with no escape.

The Dark Angels are ready.

They will never let their prey escape.

Of course, Curz's ability should not be underestimated.

Ryan knew that if Midnight Ghost wanted to escape, the other party would definitely be able to find a way to escape.

That's why he chose to enter the ruins alone.

Ryan wanted to let Curz know that he was coming.

Alone.

Standing on the platform, Ryan looked around the burning palace, the sound of crackling came from the distant flames.

The bombing has stopped, but the flames have not stopped.

The air was filled with heat and the pungent smell of the bomb explosion.

The long sword in his hand was activated, Ryan held the cold hilt tightly, and the tactical panel built into the battle armor drew a three-dimensional imaging map of the palace complex for him.

The entire palace has no secrets at all in his eyes, and he can clearly see every moving object.

Curz might be able to hide, to be quiet.

But when he moves, no matter how far apart, Ryan can detect it immediately through a large number of unmanned detection balls.

The teleportation icon was displayed in front of Ryan, and he only needed one command to send him back to the battleship.

Curze would never win this fight.

Lane is invincible.

Because from the beginning, Ryan didn't think about playing fair one-on-one with him.

He just wanted to grab that bastard, beat him hard in the face, stuff him in a cage, and throw him into the company of Terra, Perturabo and the others.

Ryan walked among the ruins. The buildings here were scorched black, and bricks and stones were scattered in many places.

This is where Curze was last seen.

The warplanes carried out a round of bombing here.

After he destroyed a few detection balls, he disappeared again.

Lane knew he was hiding in this area.

Flames are still burning and crackling in the ruins.

Ryan looked around, his iron boots stomping on the rubble, crushing it into powder.

Suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared in the darkness, attacking his face.

Ryan saw the current time on the panel of the armor.

It was midnight.