The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Actually, Mishina had considered going to New Ryan City before, but the journey was long, and they lacked supplies. Their survival rate would be low if they encountered Orks on the way. But now that he had definite news, he couldn't wait any longer.

He looked up at the alien, unsure of what to say for a moment. Fundamentally, this was also an enemy, but he...

In the end, he squeezed out two words.

"Thank you."

After a moment, he said another sentence.

"But this is human territory, and we will defend it. Please leave."

He knew that the other party probably wouldn't understand, but this sentence was more for the recruits beside him. He didn't want to leave these young men with the impression that the Eldar were 'friendly'. They were the proud sons of Dorn and had to strictly adhere to the creed.

Aliens cannot be trusted!

In the eyes of the Adeptus Astartes, there were no good aliens, only dead aliens and soon-to-be-dead aliens. This was a principle, a faith.

"Heh."

A soft laugh suddenly echoed from under the other party's helmet. Mishina realized that they understood.

"But you don't seem to be doing very well."

The High Gothic spoken by the Eldar had a strange accent, but it was very easy to understand. Mishina looked a little embarrassed and covered it up with two coughs, then said:

"So, what is your purpose?"

"You fight your battles, and we'll fight ours. We won't interfere with each other. We just hope this world doesn't fall into the hands of the Orks. They are also our enemies."

As he spoke, he turned around, his spear pointing west.

"We've cleared the road. Go, there won't be many Orks on the way. Find your people, defend your city. This is a difficult battle, I hope you can survive."

Mishina narrowed his eyes and finally nodded.

"Pack up, we're leaving immediately."

Soon the warriors packed up all the usable items left on the battlefield and put them in their backpacks. The wounded recruit also woke up and could march with the help of others.

During this process, Yvraine remained silent, but he actually admired these warriors. Because his homeworld was far from humanity, he didn't have much animosity towards humans. Initially, he just had a stereotypical impression that they were crude and greedy, but he had also followed the Phoenix Guard on expeditions and seen many humans fight bravely.

When Mishina was ready to leave, he suddenly turned around and looked at Yvraine, who had ridden back on his dragon.

"Eldar, when we drive away the Orks, I hope you will leave voluntarily, otherwise war will break out. This is the sacred home of the Crimson Fists, and we cannot accept this shame, but I personally will remember your help this time, no matter when."

After saying that, he turned and left. Yvraine just smiled, suddenly feeling that this operation was a bit interesting.

As he ordered the return, a faint whistling sound in the sky attracted his attention. Yvraine looked up and saw a row of fighters flying across the sky at a very low altitude. They were like a touch of blood in the setting sun, fleeting.

"...Do the Crimson Hunters have new prey...?"

The Emerald Mountains were a transverse mountain range located between New Ryan City and the northern coastline. It was originally the planet's main mining area, but it quickly fell after the Ork invasion. The mining facilities inside were occupied by the Orks and transformed into their shacks to support their air force.

That's right, the most unique thing about this invading Ork horde was that they attached great importance to the air force, with a very large air fleet. It was these air fleets that caused great damage to human defenses and retreats in the early stages of the invasion, and one of their important airfields was located in Traitor's Canyon in the Emerald Mountains.

In order to protect the airbase, Mekboss Wuzzog deployed a large number of air-fired machine guns and missiles here, and the Burna Boyz' most elite fighter squadron, the Black Vultures Warband, was stationed here.

From here, they launched air raids and bombings on New Ryan City day and night, making them the biggest nightmare for the defenders of New Ryan City.

It was already night, but the canyon was still brightly lit. The gretchin guarding the searchlights were all fast asleep. The boyz who left the anti-aircraft guns and missile launchers gathered together to play tooth-death cards, with curses and fights coming from time to time. The workshops hidden in the mountain mines kept making ear-splitting metallic clanging and cutting sounds, as well as the sizzling sounds of welding torches.

Suddenly, an ear-piercing alarm sounded through the sky. The gretchin were so frightened that they jumped up, or simply rolled over from a high place in a jolt. The boyz also grabbed the guys at hand, making the whole canyon boil instantly.

"What!"

The Mekboss lifted the curtain and walked out. The welding torch on his left arm was still smoking, and his two eyes, which had been replaced with mechanical bionics, stared at the sky above the canyon.

"Boss boss boss! Flyboyz! Flyboyz!"

An Ork boy in a pilot's jacket ran over in a hurry, and the Mekboss directly gave him a wrench.

"Where are the planes, why didn't I see them!"

"There are, there are!"

At this moment, the continuous sound of anti-aircraft guns and the roar of rockets began to sound. The Mekboss immediately turned his head angrily.

"Who opened fire without my order!?"

But it was useless. The entire canyon's air defense weapons began to join the chorus, attacking the enemy, but the Mekboss still didn't see anything.

"Boss! The 'Ard To Krump haven't come back yet! What if the enemy kills us!"

"Where is the enemy! You gretchin thing!"

The Mekboss stomped his feet in a hurry. Now that all the weapons were firing, it meant that their positions were all exposed.

"Boss, look!"

Following the direction of the other party's finger, the Mekboss adjusted the focus of his bionics and quickly saw clearly. At a height of several hundred meters above the canyon, something was indeed flying over, red, flat...

"No! You squig-brained idiot! Can't you see the bullets flying directly through them! It's fake! Fake! Tell those gretchin to stop firing! Stop firing!"

Unfortunately, his instructions could not be conveyed at all. The chaotic nature of the Orks dominated their behavior, and the long-term boring garrison had long made them restless. This time, it was also an opportunity to vent. All the boyz tried their best to fire the weapons in their hands.

The counterattack lasted for a full ten minutes. Only after all the missiles were fired and all the machine gun magazines were emptied did they suddenly realize one thing.

It seemed that none of the enemy's fighters were shot down, and they were just hovering in the air.

Then, they saw the flash.

Dozens of Phoenix missiles dragged gorgeous contrails and silently drilled into Traitor's Canyon, accurately hitting the anti-aircraft gun platforms and rocket launchers amidst the screams of the boyz. The plasma warheads they carried created clusters of blooming azure blue flowers of death, with Orks within a hundred meters of the surrounding area being killed or injured.

It was not until this time that the Ork boyz saw the real enemy. 24 Crimson Hunters descended vertically from above the canyon, as if Kane's sword pierced into the canyon. Then their pulse cannons began to frantically harvest the facilities built by the Orks in the canyon.

But the truly deadly killers were the 3 Void Ravens that followed closely behind the Crimson Hunters.

They swept through the complex terrain of the canyon at speeds that were difficult to capture with the naked eye, like ghosts. Their target was the Ork workshops and cockpits.

Soon, they locked onto their targets. Each Void Raven carried 2 implosion missiles. These missiles were incredibly destructive to solid fortifications. Everything captured by their blast radius would collapse inward at the molecular level, leaving only a charred outline.

No Ork knew what was happening. Suddenly, a huge black pit appeared where the workshop was originally located, as if a piece had been directly dug out by some force. Then their airport disappeared directly from the bottom of the valley, leaving only two large pits.

But they were no longer in the mood to pay attention to this, because the strange fighters that had completed the bombing did not leave immediately, but repeatedly tore at the Ork strongholds in the canyon like hungry wolves capturing prey. After a full five minutes of frantic bombing, they left silently as they had come, and the Ork airbase that posed the greatest threat to New Ryan City was completely destroyed, but for the defenders, this was far from enough.