Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 806 Magnus, you have three thousand psionicists piloting fighter jets, I also have a full squadron of extraordinary beings.

After Nimrod arranged for the testing of the new armor, Artena Dunne walked toward the Contemplator, where the Primarch's servant and the Forge Master nodded to each other.

With her snow-white hair, Alsena raised her cane, and a green holographic image of a planet was projected.

"The Legion's fleet has crushed the Aven fleet and deployed in formation along Heliosar's orbit."

“Heliossa is a mountainous world, and the Aven’s raven nests, including their Phoenix Royal Court, are built high in the mountains, so orbital bombardment has limited effectiveness.”

"The challenge facing the amphibious operation is the powerful air force of the Ivans."

Ninglu nodded slightly. He remembered the air force of "Thousand Sons" and "Space Wolf" encountering resistance from the Aivens.

Azek Ahriman and the other thousands of members of the five major academic societies boarded the fighter jet.

Magnus himself served as the head.

The "Black Crow School" uses his eyes and ears to predict the future.

The "Sky Owl School" reads the minds of enemy pilots to spy on their interception routes and maneuvering methods; their telepathic communication is Magnus's thoughts.

The Falcon School's telekinesis is a shield, deflecting artillery fire.

The "Fire Phoenix School" and the "Bright Feather School" are Magnus's fists, which fill the warrior's surroundings with flames and arcs of electricity.

It took the Primarch leading three thousand fighters from the five major factions to destroy the Aiven air force.

[Magnus, you have three thousand psionicists piloting fighter jets; I have a full squadron of extraordinary beings.]
Ninglu gathered his thoughts and looked at Flamini, whose battle group was the most powerful air force in "Shadow of Order".

"The Aiven air force is under the command of the Sixth Battle Group. You are to keep the main force of the enemy aircraft at medium to high altitudes."

He then looked at Szesny, "Ninth Chapter support, control low altitude."

Flamini and Szesny stepped forward together and said in unison, "Follow Your will."

Five thousand two hundred Hurricane Lightning fighters roared out of the Sixth Fighter Group.

Unlike the other eleven Legion warbands whose Lightning Bolts were supplied by the forge world Voss, which had an agreement with the Legion, these Lightning Bolts were manufactured by the industrial world Hurricane Star in the new district of Colony.

Hurricane Star boasts the highest industrial capacity in the Colony New District, including five worlds among the hundred star systems in the Cyclops Cluster that produce flying vehicles.

After becoming the Lord of Fate, Flamini, the "winner," decided to leverage his strengths and prioritize the development of the air force.

In this battle, the entire combat group was deployed, with five "Catastrophe Priests" each commanding a squadron of a thousand fighter jets.

Each squadron consists of ten "lucky ones", one hundred "machines" and eight hundred and ninety "monsters".

There are currently 3,610 reserve pilots. They are selected from the most talented pilots in the entire battle group, accumulating flying experience and combat merits, hoping to become members of the honor guard of the Father of Genes as soon as possible.

Their primary daily duties are to pilot aircraft such as the Skyhawk Shuttle, Stormbird, and Thunderhawk to transport personnel and armored vehicles.

A small number of people piloted old-fashioned fighter jets such as the Swordtail interceptor to carry out air defense missions in the new district of Kolonid.

Five thousand fighter jets flew through the Heliossa clouds, their shadows obscuring the clear sky.

Flamini scanned the tactical interface, brimming with confidence at the powerful air force he had built.

Dense red runes suddenly appeared on the screen.

With a thought, he transmitted his commands to the landline via the interactive tube connected to the upper part of his spine.

The red rune rapidly expanded, revealing a white fighter jet with razor-sharp wings.

On the right wing of the razor is engraved a two-headed bird with outstretched wings, similar in shape to the empire's two-headed eagle.

They spiraled upwards at high speed, like nimble birds.

Flamini opened his throat communicator and said to the two "winner" adjutants, "It's time to unleash the luck we've accumulated."

The "winners" pressed the launch button simultaneously, and twelve Hellstrike missiles roared out from the wings.

Air-to-ground weapons fly slower than air-to-ground weapons and are usually unable to hit their targets.

However, twelve missiles pierced the sky and struck the center of the white aircraft formation.

Amidst the rising flames, dozens of pristine white fighter jets were torn to shreds.

The wreckage, billowing black smoke, spun and crashed between the mountains.

The Ivan formation climbed rapidly, its noses spitting out dense barrages of metal bullets. Flamini pulled the control stick slightly to the left, and the Lightning fighter flipped smoothly as if in a vacuum, completing the evasive maneuver that required sixteen steps for an old-fashioned Swordtail interceptor.

The black fighter jets were orderly dispersed into groups, and the Heavenly Punishment-type reactor, which was more powerful than the World Voss plasma engine, was burning fiercely. The braking iron birds kept their fuselages stable during rapid flight.

The long-barreled automatic cannons beneath the black iron belly roared and thundered, raining down like a storm, shattering the white fighter jets in pieces.

The second flight formation of one thousand fighter jets swooped down, laser cannon beams shooting from the tips of their wings.

The beam of light ionizes the air, producing a dense crackling sound.

The pristine white fighter jets soared into the sky, sending up bursts of dazzling flames.

The black Hurricane Lightning fighter jet, positioned high above, used its superior performance to suppress the ascending white Evan fighter jet.

Large, dark clouds rose from the rugged mountains, and countless flying creatures of different sizes took to the air.

Countless tiny creatures, the size of insects and feeding on bird droppings, were the first to pass through the fire net.

bang bang bang...

Amidst a series of impacts, they slammed into the first squadron of black iron birds, surging wildly towards the fighter jets that were spitting out exhaust flames.

boom!
A black iron bird's fuselage shook violently, spewing out large clumps of charred, fluffy material.

boom!
The fighter jet, having lost power, crashed onto the mountaintop.

Amidst the urgent alarm, the "monster" examined the remote sensing interface and still detected tiny creatures.

A picture suddenly flashed through the "monster's" mind, and he abruptly twisted the control lever.

A gust of air suddenly rushed into the tail, sweeping across the swarm of insects and large flying creatures like a windshield wiper.

Following his spiritual intuition, Captain "Machine" locked onto the fleeting target, his mind racing as he calculated the attack trajectory.

The "machine" rapidly pushed and pulled the control lever, black iron birds circled and hovered, beams of light spun and shot out, and streaks of charred flame exploded like fireworks.

Hundreds of ferocious pterosaurs roared out of the mountain caves, soaring through the burning clouds, their terrifying beaks hurtling straight at the black iron bird.

boom!
The bird's beak struck the windshield of the "lucky one's" car, creating a crack.

It flapped its wings and scratched at the cockpit glass with its sharp claws.

The "lucky one" who lost his sight instinctively pulled the control lever, and the black iron bird spun and tumbled.

boom!
The Pterosaur crashed into a large tree protruding from the rock face, and the Lucky One's fighter jet grazed past the trunk, the branches leaving a scratch on the fuselage.

Heliossa is an ideal home for flying creatures, and the flying creatures from the mountain communities instinctively join the aerial battles, allowing the Aven to break the shadow of order and rise to the same altitude.

The elegant white fighter jets passed each other, tearing at each other and ripping apart their opposing metallic bodies.

The commander of the second flight formation, "Disaster Priest," opened the communication channel and loudly reminded everyone.

"Landslide! Explosion!"

After the "Catastrophe Priest" gave the warning, he pushed the control stick, and the black iron bird plunged headfirst into the densest part of the enemy aircraft.

boom!
A white fighter jet crashed onto the mountain peak.

Rumble!
The mountaintop exploded, sending hundreds of tons of rocks soaring into the air.

The black iron bird had already roared away, catching the enemy in the white, elegant fighter jet completely off guard.

Just as they were about to dodge, they suddenly felt dizzy.

Boom boom boom...

The pilots of Ivan were mentally lost in the "mental storm," and the disaster caused by the "Catastrophe Priest" expanded rapidly like a snowball, engulfing one after another of the pristine white fighter jets.

Rumble...

The explosion spread from the mountain peak, covering an area of ​​several kilometers in the surrounding area.

The "Cataclysmic Priest" pulled away and glanced at the tactics interface; he had achieved over 450 kills.

This excludes flying creatures that get caught up in it.

(End of this chapter)