Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 486 4.4 Soaring Eagle in the Storm

boom! ! !

In the thick clouds, commotion came from the neatly lined up airships. Fireballs exploded from the wings, black smoke came out, and a Stormbird staggered down.

It barely had time to let out a mournful cry before sinking directly into the murky brown ocean.

Starting with the fall of the first Stormbird, countless missiles dragged their black tails, screaming in the clouds and fog, and crashed into the engines and wings of the gunships.

Under the current situation of almost zero visibility, the enemy can actually launch an attack!

Even the most experienced pilots were shocked. They drove their cars urgently and missed the missiles, and the originally neat formation began to disintegrate.

Even for the empire, they still can't tell who is the enemy and who is the friend.

For a time, countless airships deviated from the standard waterway, glowing with smoke.

"Sweat profusely."

In fear, Qin Xia stood up suddenly. He looked at the Khan, but the Khan still sat firmly. The original body raised a hand and motioned for him to sit down.

[It’s Hydra. 】

The Khan said, his eyes dim and unreadable,

【Pretend to be someone else and steal people's identities...it can only be them. 】

Even in Changsheng Heaven, such a bad existence is probably rare.

"Then we should-"

The Khan waved his hand and interrupted Qin Xia's inquiry.

[In the sky, the eagle will not lose to the partridge on the ground. Believe in our warriors. 】

White Scar dispatched the vast majority of vehicles this time, and the Raven Guard's troops were almost negligible.

At the same time, Khan opened all-channel communication. The Great Khan sat firmly in the army and said seriously,

[Command operations as a team, maintain high mobility, and gather at the designated landing location, so that those poor imitations can witness our true speed! 】

What responded to him was the intermittent battle cry on the channel.

"Great Khan! The tribes fight for Chagatai!"

The overheated engine buzzed, and the thick, solid clouds trembled, like a stage sprinkled with beans, with countless beans beating restlessly to the accelerating beat.

The sharp-edged wings cut through the strong wind, and the propellers were blazing with dazzling flames. The riders untied their burdens, and the horses' hooves suddenly let go.

"For the sweat!"

The cavalry group that was silently transporting soldiers suddenly began to run wildly, with frantic pace, people shouting and galloping.

The drivers revved the engines to full capacity, and the overloaded engines made their cars tremble violently.

At this moment, they are fighting for the Khan!

As if there was a commander-in-chief, the entire galloping fleet suddenly rushed in the same direction, and then suddenly changed direction in the next moment.

Those whose rhythm was obviously slower than theirs and who remained silent during the turns were all targeted by the White Scars. Every time they soared, every time they turned around, the agile eagles roughly passed by them, startling the flying feathers. .

Since it is a transportation operation, most of the landing craft models this time are Stormbirds.

The slightly bloated and heavy fuselage of the Stormbird with no smooth aesthetics was forcibly pushed into the high altitude by the engine. It dived, sideways, and bombed. The laser guns and heavy explosive bombs on the turret burst into flames, and the missiles roared through the clouds. Fine shining waves rippled around the fuselage, and the high heat of the void shield operating at full power offset the coldness of the sky.

Those guarding the carrier aircraft, the lighter models that Bai Scar liked, such as the Sword Tail, directly rushed into the local array in small teams, trying to tear apart the opposing lineup.

For a moment, under the cold and gloomy clouds, countless thunders and smoldering fires fell along with the scattered scrap iron and cables, burning like scraps of paper and falling to the earth.

In the clouds and mist, rounds of dogfights unfolded, and from time to time, fallen leaves could even be seen drifting to dodge the movements of tracking missiles.

As time passed, the clouds and mist rolled. Above the sky, one gunboat after another slowly emerged from the dark clouds. The fuselage was full of pits, scorched black and bomb craters. The billowing black smoke pulled a trajectory from it, and the engine They roared weakly and lowly, and the high-intensity overload made it impossible for them to withstand such an unrestrained gallop in the short term.

boom! ! !

A Stormbird, whose belly was almost burned through by the laser, staggered to the ground. The strong inertia dragged it forward as it continued to scrape the ground. Its engine roared and lit up again, which greatly reduced the damage. It was being dragged along, and in a shower of sparks, it slowly came to a stop.

The Stormbird's nose was buried in the wasteland of Cadia mixed with steel, and its abdomen was like a long-rotted corpse, with a rib-like metal frame exposed.

The soldiers who landed on the ground in advance gathered over and tried to help.

After a loud bang, the door of the Storm Bird was kicked open violently, and a white scar came out with a stern face, holding his helmet in his right hand, and holding his scimitar in the other hand——

"vomit!"

Without waiting for anyone else to ask, the man started to vomit first. He cursed and blessed his pilot in Chogorian. The comrades behind him also swayed out of the cabin one after another. It seemed that their pilot had fucked them. Not a small amount of intensity.

The man responded with curses coming from the cockpit.

This was a white scar that caused motion sickness. People laughed, but then the laughter stopped instantly. An ivory white and dragon scale gold gunboat was floating in the sky at low altitude. The hatch was opened, and in the darkness, slowly, A figure appeared.

"Sweat!"

The soldiers shouted, "The Khan is with us!!!"

The Great Khan's sharp eyes like an eagle swept over each soldier, and then he looked further away. He saw a group of motorcycles ready to go, he saw the damage of countless airships, and he saw his generals rushing towards him in the sky. They, he saw on the earth, that——

Khan narrowed his eyes.

They landed at the edge of the plain, and there was no doubt that he saw the endless demonic tide.

But the demon tide did not rush towards them. The monsters were indifferent to their arrival. They ran deeper into the plain as if running for their lives.

Apart from this, what else exists.

alpha.

Accompanied by unknown psychic fluctuations, Alpha was slowly walking towards them,

Khan frowned, and a voice sounded in his private channel,

【My eldest brother,】

The voice over there said this,

[Aren’t you going to meet the War Commander? I have been entrusted by the Warmaster to invite you to meet him. 】

[Horus ordered Hydra to attack his brother? 】

Alpha over there seemed to have been seen through, and laughed,

[This is just a little bit of our thoughts. I guess you don't want to see the Warmaster - but someone needs to do it. 】

The Khan shook his head. He took out the White Tiger Sword from his waist, and the shiny blade flashed with cold light.

[I will meet Horus - but on my own terms. 】

【As for you,】

The Khan laughed contemptuously,

【You are not worthy yet. 】

No more today_(:з　∠)_