Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 989, 08.988: 'Joint Assault'

A beam of light descended from the sky, like a scorching sword, silently piercing the dark night sky of Minerva.

The wide ground runway in front of the main hangar turned into plasma the instant it came into contact with this enormous energy containing the wrath of the Imperial Navy.

The surrounding ground groaned under the strain, arching violently upwards before collapsing inwards. The runway that was directly hit was carved out with a terrifying chasm hundreds of meters deep, its edges melted into a glassy texture.

All life in the surrounding area was instantly vaporized and evaporated under the high temperature of hundreds of thousands of degrees, without even having time to let out a scream.

The shockwave violently pushed the extremely hot air outwards, instantly raising the temperature by twenty or thirty degrees Celsius within a radius of several kilometers.

Inside the power armor of the Hellsoldier soldiers, the emergency cooling and temperature control systems simultaneously sounded sharp alarms, their power backpacks emitted high-pitched howls, and their built-in cooling systems were operating at unprecedented power overload.

Enemies at the same distance from the Hell Vanguard, lacking protective gear, also died screaming in agony, their eyes filled not with tears, but with boiling blood.

This sword of punishment, which descended from the heavens, began to slowly move to the right after tearing the earth apart.

It precisely shattered everything in its path along the main road in front of the main hangar—tanker trucks loaded with aviation fuel, heavy supply trucks, towing vehicles used to tow aircraft, and some aircraft parked in the open, all disappeared along with the shattered earth into the scalding energy wave.

Even through thick, quick-setting concrete walls and heavy blast-proof doors, the temperature inside those supposedly impregnable hangars was rising rapidly. The air became scorching and viscous, like throwing a living person into a boiling hot pot.

"What's happening! It's so hot! It's so hot!!"

Inside the protective hangar, pilots and ground crew who thought they were safe and sound and were resting found their skin uncontrollably bulging with horrifying burn abscesses as they lay on their beds.

They screamed and rolled off the bed to the floor, watching helplessly as pustules filled with yellow fluid swelled up on their skin, writhing in extreme pain.

Meanwhile, high in the sky, a massive attack aircraft formation roared out of the clouds.

A fleet of dual-purpose "Fury" interceptors escorted the aircraft taking off from the air force base. Their sharply defined noses were painted with fierce and terrifying shark teeth, making them look like steel behemoths descending from the sky, ready to tear everything in their path to shreds.

Behind them was a squadron of Raider bombers from Valhalla's 588th Night Witch Bombing Regiment.

Their aircraft were painted a deep blackish-green, and under their wings were anti-radiation missiles and ground support munitions capable of leveling a city.

Inside their cabin, the crew's self-defense machine gunners were enthusiastically writing various messages in chalk on each bomb that was about to be dropped, such as "Hey traitor, catch!" and "Seeing this means you're dead."

When the red light came on inside the cabin, the girls quickly put down their paintbrushes and returned to their respective positions.

"This is the captain. All personnel, please report on the situation in the airspace outside the cockpit."

"Captain, this is the port gunner. No enemy aircraft have been detected in the surrounding airspace."

"This is the starboard machine gunner. No enemy aircraft are visible in the airspace. All is safe."

"This is the tail turret. No enemy aircraft have been detected in the visible airspace. Everything is safe."

"The sky above was completely clear."

Suddenly, an extremely bright light illuminated everyone's eyes and instantly activated the emergency light filtering devices on their helmet visors.

"Little Fasha, look! It's an orbital light spear attack!!!" Veronica's helmet was set to the highest level of light filtering, but it was still difficult to block out the blinding light.

She half-covered her eyes, yet couldn't help peeking through her fingers at the pillar of light that pierced the heavens and earth, and exclaimed excitedly.

"I see it. That must be the airport. The special air operations team is approaching the mission target and requests that ground special operations units immediately clear all air defense positions." As planned, Fasha began making calls via encrypted channel from a distance of 900 kilometers from the airport.

The orders for the second phase of the operation came through the Hell Soldiers' headsets.

The assassins in the darkness slowly moved toward the anti-aircraft positions, whose attention had been temporarily drawn by the dazzling colored light of the orbital spears.

To house these heavy air defense devices and radars, the ground at the site had been hardened with steel structures. *Screech!*

Suddenly, the sound of steam gushing from the rollers filled the air!
The silent warriors launched a thunderous surprise attack from the surrounding natural environment!
Those Severus anti-aircraft soldiers who were blinded by the intense light from looking directly at the light spears were quickly felled by beams of precise and deadly high-energy lasers.

Their blood splattered on the hot anti-aircraft missile launchers and air-to-air radar control panels.

The Severus Shock Troopers wearing combat helmets reacted immediately, but the Hellsoldier Platoons, who had already seized the initiative on the battlefield, opened fire first, using rapid-fire mode to suppress them tightly behind their cover.

Meanwhile, having already dispersed, they sped across the hard ground using the roller skates on the bottom of their ceramic power combat boots.

The level stabilizer on their powered arm armor, along with the built-in hydraulic system, allows them to aim and fire accurately as if walking on flat ground, even while moving at high speeds.

The members of the Severu shock corps guarding the anti-aircraft missile position were either shot dead on the spot or suppressed behind their bunkers by intense fire, unable to move.

By the time the Hell Soldiers, relying on their unparalleled mobility, easily circled around behind them, they didn't even have time to utter a cry before being shot dead, collapsing limply onto the sandbags of their cover, their eyes vacant as they died.

The Hellsoldier, clad in assault-type power armor, quickly took advantage of the engineering power armor to deploy high-energy thermal bombs on each anti-aircraft missile launcher.

After all the scouts had quickly driven away under the cover of night and rain, the Hell Soldier responsible for planting the molten metal bombs gently tapped the control panel on his arm armor, detonating all the explosives.

boom! Bang bang bang!
Brilliant bursts of fire erupted violently around the airport. The detonated missiles underwent violent secondary explosions, sending flames shooting tens of meters into the sky.

Some warheads and fragments were flung hundreds of meters into the air by the enormous force of the explosion, and twisted metal fragments fell down like rain.

"Anti-aircraft missile positions destroyed! Sisters, charge!" Fasha heard the order from the combat command through her headset. Although Horatio was on a distant warship, he still controlled most of the information about the current battle situation through countless data links.

Information means initiative.

The deafening roar of engines came from the sky.

Valina looked up at the sky, then nodded emphatically to her assault team teammates who had activated their thermal imaging equipment.

"Damn it, what's going on? What's that? There's the Corpse King's fleet above us??? We don't see anything!"

"Attention!! An air formation is rapidly approaching from the northeast! It's a large aircraft group!! Have air defense positions lock onto and engage the enemy!"

boom!
Sudden.

The heavy door of the airport control tower was blown to pieces by a breaching bomb.

The Severus guards behind the door were torn to pieces by the shockwave of the explosion and the flying fragments of the door.

The viscous intestines mixed with fresh blood clung to the wall like an abstract mural.

Immediately afterwards, two stun grenades were thrown in.

hum-

The deafening explosion and the blinding light caught the soldiers behind the gate, who were not wearing professional tactical helmets and headsets, completely off guard.

The assault on the control tower had officially begun. Twelve elite soldiers, clad in the heaviest assault-type power armor, launched a fierce attack on this crucial frontline position that had to be captured at all costs.

They were not reckless men, and Horatio would never send them to their deaths in vain.

Because above them, an even fiercer and more intense aerial attack had also begun.

(End of this chapter)