Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 756 07.755: "Death falls from the sky!"

Death came from the sky without any warning.

The sudden attack shocked the rebels.

Before the traitor's brain could react, Valina quickly picked up the Hell Gun and fired a series of precise and fierce bursts, knocking down enemies in different directions and distances one by one.

The movements are smooth and natural, and every pull of the trigger takes the life of an enemy.

At this moment, several cultists who were hiding only two meters behind her came to their senses from the shock, screamed, waved their bayonets, and stabbed her back fiercely.

Valina sensed the danger behind her, turned around abruptly, and with her strong physique, she grabbed the opponent's arm. With a "click", she twisted the cultist's arm off.

Then, she used the enemy's broken arm as a halberd and swept it towards his accomplice. The two had no power to resist and were swept off the roof and fell down.

The strength and courage displayed by Valina filled the surrounding enemies with fear, and they froze in place for a moment.

When the other traitors finally reacted and realized that a powerful enemy was approaching and were preparing to work together to besiege Valina, the other Hell's Vanguards also descended from the sky with the sound of breaking through the air.

They use the gravity parachutes behind them to flexibly adjust their postures in the air, and the aiming systems in their helmets quickly lock onto high-risk targets.

The moment they landed, high-energy lasers shot out like spears. Lasers flashed on the battlefield, accompanied by the enemy's screams, nailing the traitors to the ground.

After eliminating this group of enemies, the Hell's Vanguards used the short-range jet maneuverability of the gravity parachute to quickly launch tactical maneuvers in the three-dimensional battlefield of urban street fighting.

They shuttled quickly between buildings, their figures as agile as ghosts, leaving the enemy no chance to counterattack.

The Hell Vanguard of the reconnaissance team quickly seized the commanding heights and top terrace and deployed ground-based divination radar at the top.

After the expedition to Far Star, this radar has been upgraded to the MK.2 version.

It was originally designed to imitate the detection auspicious instruments on destroyers and frigates, and has been specially modified for land combat environments.

Nowadays, it can effectively filter out the interference caused by complex terrain and even penetrate most quick-concrete walls, providing key intelligence to the surrounding hell vanguards, truly realizing the preemptive advantage of "enemy reacts, I raise my gun, enemy raises my gun, I fire", and becoming a powerful assistant for the vanguards in street fighting.

Soon, the Hell's Vanguards occupied one commanding height after another, using their high-altitude vision to accurately snipe high-threat targets hiding among tall buildings and create chaos among the enemy.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the grenadiers seized the opportunity, rushed forward and pulled the staff officer back from the line of fire, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.

The staff officer's thigh was hit by live bullets, a large piece of flesh was torn off, the bullet tore the muscle fibers, blood continued to flow out, and soon dyed the ground red.

The grenadier quickly gave the pale-faced staff officer an emergency bandage. Although he was also seriously injured, his movements were still quick and skillful.

"Has the signal tower been blown up?" Staff Officer Clausewitz asked weakly, clutching the grenadier's bloodstained cuffs.

The Grenadier nodded slightly.

"Great... Let my adjutant organize the soldiers to quickly seize this opportunity and take over this area, quickly!" The staff officer pushed the grenadiers away with force, his tone urgent, trying to find a chance of turning around in this chaos.

Seeing this, the grenadier quickly took out a needle of painkiller from his waist, placed it next to the staff officer's leg, then turned around and rushed back to the underground cave without hesitation.

His figure flashed across the battlefield and soon disappeared into the darkness.

"Hiss! Ugh!" Staff Officer Clausewitz endured the severe pain, supported himself and sat up, grabbed the painkiller with his blood-stained hands, pulled out the cap, and stabbed it directly into the leg artery. There was a look of pain on his face, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

laugh!
As the painkiller was injected into his body, the staff officer gasped and took off his gas mask with difficulty, revealing a haggard and thin face.

He looked up at the gray sky and saw dots of fire getting closer and closer.

At first he thought it was an illusion caused by excessive blood loss, but he soon realized that there were hundreds, no, thousands of Avis landing craft of the Imperial Navy.

These landing craft formed a spectacular fire show on the sky. They were like a group of shining stars, shuttling through the dense anti-aircraft barrage fire network and rushing towards the battlefield.

The landing craft that was unfortunately hit exploded in the sky, bursting into a black cloud with golden flames.

But there were many landing craft, and more of them broke through the fire net and landed successfully. The boats landed on the city walls and the superstructure of the hive city, lowered the gangplank, and the fully armed Imperial Navy boarding team members filed out.

Armed with shotguns and power-demolition axes, and wearing heavy soft and hard double bulletproof armor, they quickly engaged in narrow street fighting and chopped into pieces the traitors who blocked their way.

[The Imperial Navy... actually sent down their troops?]
As a rule, the Imperial Navy never participates in ground battles, let alone sends precious naval forces to the ground to engage in a meat-grinding war that they believe is "meaningless to the noble navy."

Because ground warfare can neither bring honor and merit to the navy, and will also result in the loss of elite armed forces, no naval commander is willing to take the risk of participating in a war that has nothing to do with him.

But the situation was different now. The Kriegs bravely captured the gap in the city wall, and there was a glimmer of hope for a turnaround in the war.

Lieutenant General Malan decisively dispatched the armed forces of the Kaledes battle group to personally support the ground offensive of the Krieg Death Corps.

Although no one is sure whether this was out of political speculation or to help their colleagues, navy soldiers did appear on the ground battlefield.

A rare blue soft armor appeared on this gray-black land, and the tail flame of the transport boat turned into twinkling fireflies.

A raging fire broke out in the city. The cathedral in the throne area was crumbling in the fire. The stained glass windows were blackened and cracked by the flames of war. The heavy adamantine door was blown to pieces with a dull roar, leaving only a dilapidated doorway with thick smoke.

The once glorious state church now has the adamantine sky eagle above it pried off by traitors and replaced with an abstract totem of Tzeentch.

The naval grenadiers moved quickly, using demolition charges to collapse the profane symbol.

After the symbol collapsed to the ground, it was ruthlessly torn apart by the Demolition Axe and Demolition Gloves.

The rubble-filled streets were littered with charred bodies and vehicles, and every inch of land became a battlefield for fierce conflict.

There was little communication between the sailors of the Imperial Navy and the Kriegs, and simple and universal hand gestures and sign language helped them complete most of the coordinated operations.

The soldiers on both sides behaved very bravely, which was completely different from the rumors they had heard before.

The Kriegs that the navy sailors had heard of in the past were dull, rigid, puppet-like army thugs. There were even rumors that they were created from a mysterious and heretical "artificial womb."

The Kriegs, as well as most of the Astra Militarum, had also heard from their Military Supervisors and other people about the negative image of Imperial Navy sailors: they were afraid of death, lived in mediocrity, had no concept of duty and honor, and could only watch their allies bleed in the planet's orbit.

But as the two armies fought side by side, treading together over the rubble and mud of the battlefield, these stereotypes gradually dissipated.

"Don't let them into the church! Stop them!" The rebel squad commander screamed at the top of his lungs, using his gun to drive away the desperate cultists as they rushed towards the dense shotgun fire.

Racha, racha. After a moment, a dull sound came from the rock wall hatch behind the commander.

The secret door in the wall slowly collapsed, stones flew everywhere, and the rebels resisting nearby were hit by the flying gravel.

A tall man with his upper body naked rushed out from behind the door. He was agile and with just one punch, he knocked the head of a rebel soldier who had just turned his head in front of him away.

"Dear Imperial Hero, I am Inquisitor Black Hammer. I need to remind you that the three-month investigation period I promised you is coming to an end. You must ring the bell of the Central Hive Group on time before 18: Terra time today to show the success of the military operation.

If there is no special reason for the delay, I will wipe out everything on the ground of this world."

High-ranking Inquisitor Black Hammer's slightly joking warning came from Horatio's communication beads.

"Clear the church, we need to plant the flag at the highest point of the throne area!" Horatio gave orders to the Kriegs around him. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the navy boarding team on the ship he commanded.

"Captain!" The sailors used No. 10 shotgun shells to blast the traitors who were blocking their way. They rushed to Horatio and said excitedly, "It's an honor to see you again, Captain! We are here to support the ground combat under the order of Lieutenant Collingwood! In addition to us, there are also naval officers and soldiers from the entire Kaledes battle group."

"Lieutenant General Malan's order?" Horatio asked after a moment's thought.

"Yes, Captain! The Baka fleet has decided to help us again!"

"I will thank Lord Malan on my way back. You will assist the Kriegs and clear the rooms in the throne area one by one. Board the boarding team and form a guard to cover me as I climb to the highest point!"

boom!
As Horatio finished his words, a fallen knight crashed down the wall of the church. The originally gilded sky instantly turned into a sharp killing weapon and fell from the sky. The skeleton-like head of the knight turned to look at the pseudo-emperor's supporters on the ground, and his scarlet eyes silently released murderous intent and threats.

(End of this chapter)