The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Order, ships forward, heading 269."

There was no point in hiding at this moment. To eliminate the Tyranid assault hive ship before it could cause trouble, Bahram decisively ordered the flagship to change direction. His goal was to force the enemy to change direction as well. Bahram had noticed that Tyranid bio-ships greatly reduced their speed when turning; they did not possess the inertia-free navigation capabilities of the Eldar or Necrons.

As the Eternal Loyalty detached from the fleet and headed in a new direction, the charging hive ship immediately began to adjust its course, causing its speed to decrease.

"Vortex torpedoes, prepare to fire. Broadside macrocannons, maintain clear firing lanes."

Bahram calmly issued the orders. At this moment, the flagship had completely detached from the protection of the fleet, and any problem could lead to disaster.

But they were already within the influence of the planet's gravitational field. He believed that a bio-ship of such enormous mass would be affected, making its turning extremely difficult.

As he expected, after turning 90 degrees, the hive ship's speed suddenly dropped to one-tenth of its original value.

The Eternal Loyalty used its powerful engines to turn quickly, while the annihilation-pattern macrocannon arrays on its port side roared, firing massive armor-piercing shells that streaked through the void.

The fierce barrage instantly blasted the hive ship's head into a field of craters, but it was not enough to kill such a behemoth. At this moment, the torpedoes were ready to launch.

In a burst of plasma flames, several torpedoes sped towards the slowed hive ship. Upon impact with its body and head, nuclear fire destroyed one-third of its body. The colossal creature finally died in convulsions.

But Bahram had no time to celebrate, because behind the dead hive ship, countless enemy ships were packed together.

"Flagship, return to formation."

As the Eternal Loyalty retreated back into the fleet formation, the Tyranid bio-ships pursued relentlessly, both sides chasing and firing.

Soon, the battle reached a fever pitch. Hundreds of Tyranid bio-ships arrived in the orbit of Westeros IV. As they launched their spore cysts, the fleets on the left and right flanks attacked again. However, because there were many more attacking Tyranid ships than before, they could not be quickly cleared, causing the number of launched spore cysts to increase exponentially.

At this moment, tens of thousands of Tyranid bio-ships surrounded the main fleet of the Star Knights Chapter on a grand scale, like a stubborn island persisting in a raging sea. The number of ships in the central fleet was no longer sufficient to stop the Tyranid swarm, but maintaining a stable strategic point could help the fleets on the left and right flanks quickly annihilate the enemies in orbit.

Then Bahram could use his last resort to maintain his original strategy.

"Fourth Strike Squadron reports, the Saint Shield's port hull is under continuous attack, firepower output reduced by 23%!"

"Rogon Squadron reports, the number of carrier-based aircraft is less than 54% of the war reserve!"

"Viper First Squadron reports, all ammunition has been expended!"

Listening to the reports from various locations, Bahram tried to remain calm, but sweat had begun to appear on his face. His eyes were constantly collecting massive amounts of combat information, and he was continuously issuing orders, trying to maintain a relatively balanced level of firepower for the fleet.

At this moment, the bio-warships had surrounded the entire fleet from all directions. Thorns, bio-torpedoes, and plasma rain continuously exploded on the void shields, while more intense lasers and artillery responded to them. Hundreds of thousands of automated defense turrets weaved a dense anti-aircraft network, trying to intercept the spore cysts and torpedoes flying towards the fleet. The gradually decreasing Fury and Swordtail fighters darted through the hail of bullets, attacking the terrifying creatures soaring in space.

The wreckage of thousands of Tyranid ships and millions of Tyranid organisms floated in the void, but this hardly seemed to reduce their numbers. And within the fleet, slowly rotating steel wreckage also floated.

Seventeen ships had already been sunk, although most were small ships, but capital ships had begun to suffer serious damage.

"Sir! The Triumph is sending a red signal!"

"What!?"

A red signal meant "fight to the death." Bahram was shocked and quickly looked at the observation display next to him.

The condition of this Mars-class battlecruiser was already very serious. Because it was located on the outer edge of the fleet, it had been subjected to relatively dense attacks, but the most deadly thing was the Tyranid boarding spores. Those spores stuck to the powerful warship like tumors, spreading from the bow to the stern. Bahram could almost imagine how many ferocious beasts were inside.

"Company Commander Farzad!"

Bahram quickly called the commander of this warship, the Third Company Commander of the Chapter.

"Company Commander Farzad! Can you hear me!?"

After a burst of noise, the other party's vague voice came, and there seemed to be intense gunfire and beast roars in the background.

".I'm here."

"What's the situation!"

"Everything...is under control."

"But--"

Bahram wanted to say, why didn't you report the situation immediately, but he swallowed the words back.

In the end, he changed to a milder statement.

"Do you need reinforcements?"

"No.we can handle it damn it! Kill that warrior bug!"

Bahram looked at Talos.

"The Third Company is in danger, but teleportation is being interfered with by the Tyranids. What should we do?"

Talos glanced at the situation and said:

"Let the Triumph retreat, and the reinforcements will use two Terminator tactical squads with a heavy fighter squadron, transported by Stormbirds and transport ships."

"Okay!"

Soon, Bahram sent instructions to the bridge of the Triumph, ordering it to retreat and have the Sacrificer-class battle barge Storm replace its firepower position.

At the same time, several Stormbirds and transport ships left the Eternal Loyalty and sped towards the staggering Triumph, carrying two squads of Eleventh Company wearing Khentka Terminators, and they were going to save a ship that was already full of Tyranid creatures.

"How are there more and more..."

The battle line, which had already had a clear gap, was still desperately resisting the onslaught of the swarm, like a gray island in a tsunami of bone and blood. Hayes stood on the observation post, his brave figure standing under the banner, facing the greedy tide.

The swarm stretched from one side of the plain to the other, an endless tide surging towards the northern defense positions of Trident City, eager to tear everything to pieces.

In the distance, huge Spore Worms and Flame Belchers carrying symbiotic living cannons were also approaching. Their wobbly gait caused their high, protruding backs to sway, but whenever they were about to enter the firing position, the heavy artillery and fighter squadrons behind the human lines would immediately bombard these creatures, killing them before they could launch.