Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

“Waaaaagh!!”

Facing the fighter planes that suddenly rushed in, the guns on the shoulders of the King Kong were controlled by the green-skinned gunners and swept towards the incoming Eagle One.

However, the Fury was very fast and had a small frontal projection, so their sweeping failed.

But when the Eagle One slowed down and rose, the wide belly passed over the top of the King Kong.

The big guns operated by the green skins immediately aimed at the huge black shadow. After only a few seconds of continuous shooting, the Eagle One rushed to the rear with black smoke.

The harsh alarm sounded in a loop in the flashing red fuselage, irritating the eardrums of the female pilot.

‘Alarm: Damage to the aerodynamic structure is detected, and the aircraft cannot be operated. Please eject as soon as possible! ’

‘Ejection safety check——..·Ground height··..57Ejection survival rate····.%’

“Hold on! Skyhawk One!” The female pilot’s hand holding the joystick trembled violently along with the aircraft, her clenched teeth trembled, and her wrist was bruised by the edge of the flight gloves.

Horatio saw the Skyhawk One flying behind the command post with black smoke, and immediately tried to contact it.

"Fasha, are you okay?! Please reply if you get it!"

"I'm not injured, but the machine is in a very bad condition. Skyhawk One is trying to make an emergency landing."

"Hold on, I'll find a way to send someone to support you immediately."

"No!" She refused firmly: "Before defeating the greenskins, no matter how many people you send, they will just give the greenskins a treat. Perform your duties, commander, don't worry about me, I can take care of myself!"

Horatio looked at the King Kong that was still pouring fire outside mercilessly. It tilted to one side, but it didn't collapse. The boss inside used a short guttural sound to make a harsh alien language, ordering the big mechanic to repair it urgently, trying to stabilize and save this weird war machine.

Then, he looked at the armored unit that slowly appeared in the distance of Highway 54.

That was one of the two reserve teams left by Sir Wellesley. A whole company of Leman Russ tanks and heavy dragoons riding Chimera had assembled and came to help.

"Mr. Cochrane, the third squadron armored E company and heavy dragoon G company are waiting for your dispatch." Sir Wellesley's head appeared on the holographic communication device: "Remove the obstacles and fight back!"

"Thank you, sir. I will remember this favor."

"Britain already owes you enough favors, no need to thank you. We, the Astra Militarum and the Imperial Navy, stand on the same front. Fight, brothers of the navy."

The man saluted him and then cut off the communication.

"Hold on! Reinforcements have arrived! An entire armored company and a mechanized company are about to join the battle. Hold on, Emperor's warriors, we will never let the hateful aliens and traitors invade our supply lines today!" Horatio used the sound array to shout to the position below.

The bloody and exhausted soldiers looked at the sound array and tightened their hands holding the steel guns.

"Destroy the aliens! Punish the heretics!"

"Kill! For the Emperor, the Queen, and the Empire!"

"Kill!!!"

Accompanied by the roar of the armored engines, the soldiers, whose morale was boosted, roared again,

launching a resolute counterattack against the enemy who was constantly approaching the supply line and the airport.

In the sky, Anya Fasha gave up the fatal ejection. She chose to hold the joystick tightly, trying to maintain the balance of the broken-wing fighter and make it land.

'Altitude·...430......Altitude 310....Altitude 220....··

Seeing the reading on the altimeter getting lower and lower, she pulled the joystick hard, trying to maintain the nose-up flight posture.

Soon, through the window, she saw the lush treetops in the distance.

She didn't know how many kilometers she had glided.

Maybe ten kilometers, maybe not. The scene in front of her was only the blue sky filled with smoke, with no reference objects for reference.

[God bless me, I hope I won't fall directly into the greenskins--..-] She prayed.

The next second, the aircraft rushed into the dense jungle, broke countless branches, and fell heavily to the ground.

Snap! Snap!

The earth dug a long gully like a plowing machine, and a mixture of flying tree branches, flying sand and rocks was constantly splashed on the aircraft's bulletproof windshield.

The outer layer of bulletproof glass had been smashed into pieces by the extremely fast initial velocity projectile, and the inner layer was also covered with spider webs,

but it was glued by the middle layer of buffer filling.

The female pilot sat in the driver's seat for a long time and couldn't move. After a while, she made a sound of inhalation like a gossamer.

She felt that her body was about to be shattered.

The impact from somewhere made her glad that she was not a man, even so, there were still waves of pain and numbness in her crotch and even her entire waist.

Eggs!

Skyhawk One rubbed a long section on the ground, and it took a long time to stop. The female pilot was firmly tied to the driver's seat by the seat belt.

The huge impact caused the detached Thinker operating panel to hit her flight helmet fiercely, the eyepiece was completely shattered, a stream of blood flowed from her forehead, and her head fell weakly on her chest.

"Fasha! Please answer if you get it! Please answer if you get it!" Horatio called out anxiously while holding the intercom, but there was no response from the other side.

He frowned, took a deep breath, and sorted out his thoughts. Now only after solving the imminent threat in front of him can we have the spare energy to send troops to the crash site to check and rescue.

The crooked body of the King Kong slowly straightened up, and the huge bang on his shoulder was once again aimed at the command fort.

Just as the officers in the command fort took out their weak defense pistols and prepared to make a last wave of symbolic resistance, Horatio rushed out of the fort's observation tower and jumped up.

In mid-air, a huge red holy blood chain saw sword appeared in his hand, which immediately reminded the greenskins who saw it of the blue shrimp who killed the big guy leader alone.

"It's him! That blue-skinned Jinba shrimp!"

"Ah!! It's Jinba's red saw-chopping!"

"The blue-skinned shrimp in the void is boarding on the ground! Ah!!"

The greenskin boys on the Go Mao Kong shouted loudly, and their emotions were so excited that they even attracted the boys who were still fighting on the ground to stop and whisper.

The next second, a scream came from above the Go Mao Kong.

At this time, Horatio was landing on the shoulder of the Go Mao Kong, holding the chain saw sword with his backhand and stabbing it into the face of a green-skinned big guy who was operating a giant rooster.

Then he drew his sword vigorously, and swiftly shuttled between the green-skinned boys who were rushing towards him with big swings and slashes.

In a flash, several cuts were made, and the tall green-skinned boys surrounding him fell to the ground one after another. There was a terrible red light in his eyes, and white steam was steaming from the iron hand holding the Holy Blood Chain Saw Sword, and he ran straight to the target.

After running and accumulating power, Horatio jumped and chopped the rough steel door on the forehead of the Go Mao Kong with a sword. The rapidly rotating saw teeth gnawed the steel, and sparks flew on the contact surface. Soon, a rectangular hole was opened that was large enough for him to enter.

All the greenskins in the Go Mao Kong's big head stared blankly at the blue shrimp who rushed in alone. Although they held the big guns in their hands, they did not fire. They had more or less heard the rumors about this legendary shrimp.

This was not only because Horatio activated the war horn, forcing the greenskins to engage in close combat, but also because these greenskins were eager to kill the blue shrimp with their machetes and tongs, to prove their bravery to Gogogo and the surrounding boys and big guys, and maybe even become the new boss.

But before they had such delusions, they were forced to obey the power of the strong instinctively,

They all looked at the greenskin boss who was sitting on the tattered command throne, with a huge body, covered in iron, and looked like he was in a big iron killing can.