"Yes, but don't let the Imperials see us - Chosen One, are you almost feeling better?" "Already in place, Silence, give me scrap code support in one minute!" "Okay, when I say yes, you can do it right away." "It's almost done... Then let's notify the Empire to prepare for the start of construction?" Liang Feifan began to get ready. "Well, as usual, let Gu pass the message - oh, we have to let Lich make contact, so that Commander Krieg doesn't look like he is eager to go to the battlefield." "OKK." In no time, the Hammer guys made a rough arrangement of the following matters. At this moment, the Chosen One, who had already "operated" quickly to obtain the operating rights of the space weapons of the Balaton-1 space station, had already pressed an operating button heavily in the eyes of the Wolf Group men who were full of admiration. The muzzle rotated slowly, and destructive death rays were continuously fired from the weapon array of the Balaton I Space Station, which had already completed the angle adjustment, silently piercing the universe and turning a large area of augury arrays near the Balaton I Space Station into space junk. As these high-altitude augury arrays were destroyed, the imperial warships lurking in space collectively ignited their engines, flew to the vicinity of the Balaton World's low-Earth orbit, and opened the lower hatch. The lock is lifted and fire from the sky falls.
34. Battle against Balaton - Capture of Nodes A complete orbital air defense system including a large number of high-altitude auspexes and fortified space stations. A giant and powerful void shield array. Towering city walls, and countless fixed anti-aircraft turrets and anti-aircraft missile platforms, both visible and hidden, that can easily cover the entire airspace of the Balaton world, and several super-large anti-orbital guns installed in key positions that can threaten warships in low-Earth orbit. There are a large number of air forces distributed near various foundries, which can take off at any time and place under the command of the core hub to intercept threats falling from space, as well as various combat units of the Mechanicus, whose number is more than tens of millions. All of this, combined with the production capacity of the Balaton World as a forge world, makes the Balaton World's space defense system completely worthy of the word "impregnable". Fleets that want to attack this forge world will inevitably encounter a comprehensive three-dimensional counterattack from low-Earth orbit to the ground as long as their position is confirmed by the high-altitude auspicious array. Well, the premise is that the location is confirmed by Balaton’s high-altitude auspicious instrument. ——————————————Balaton Main Foundry Area, Division No. 3—————————————————— “Alarm—alarm—” "We need support here--ah--!" "boom----!!" “Sizzle—” “BOOM——————!!” Because the defense canopy of Baraton was ripped open by the Hammermen, Baraton Forge World did not immediately notice that a large number of Astartes drop pods were rapidly descending towards the third, fifth, and tenth sectors of the main forge area. When these drop pods carrying the Imperial Fists, Iron Hands, and Ultramarines, who were tasked with landing and occupying points as the vanguard of this raid, dragged the Emperor's wrath, passed through the thick pollution clouds of Baraton World, and accurately hit the tactical position predetermined by the Empire, Baraton Forge World realized what had happened belatedly - and when the news of Baraton Forge World being attacked by the Astartes air raid was delivered to the current Baraton Overlord, the biggest technological heretic in the Morton Hess system, thirty seconds had passed. "Without the auspicious instrument not noticing anything and the ground air defense array not being activated at all, thirty seconds ago, at least two large companies of Imperial Fists Astartes carrying heavy weapons simultaneously airdropped into the three, five, and tenth sectors, which have key facilities such as air defense arrays and void shield generators. Up to now, no distress signals or other signals have been transmitted to me from these areas where airdrops have been placed. In other words..." After just a quick logical run in his mind, the Dark Mechanical Bishop understood that it was an irreversible fact that these three areas had fallen into the hands of the Empire - so, after calculating for another second, the Fallen Chief of Balaton immediately began to issue orders in an orderly manner. "Immediately capture all the staff of the Auspicious Array today and transform them into mindless robot servants. Immediately mobilize all mobile forces in the fourth, sixth, and seventh sectors, and immediately contact the Balaton-1 space station..." "Reply from Balaton-1 Space Station No. Everything is normal.”
"Use the coded channel and contact Father Chichilon directly." "The coded channel is feeding back signals. Everything is normal." "Immediately mark Balaton-2 as an enemy, and transfer the command of the orbital defense system to Balaton-3. Command the launch pad to immediately launch the temporary high-altitude auspex, orbits B5, C, C." In a flash, the Dark Mechanical Bishop confirmed a series of facts, a series of bad facts that logically had already happened - such as the change of ownership of the Balaton 1 space station. These facts caused his chip to slightly overload - he was sure that if he had not sublimated most of his flesh and blood into machinery, then he would most likely have fallen to the ground due to some "physiological reaction"! "—Immediately have the First and Second Air Squadrons take off to control the airspace of the invaded area and intercept any delivery items falling from the sky. The Third Air Squadron, await instructions." After issuing the last suggestion of remedying the situation, the Dark Mechanical Bishop did not dwell on the battle situation, and walked towards the forging workshop where the Titans that were still undergoing "upgrades and renovations" were located, leaning on his scepter - he knew very well that these attacking Astartes must be just the vanguard of the Imperial forces, and the fact that such a large number of Astartes were just the vanguard simply showed that more powerful war machines would come to Balaton later. Therefore, without considering the support of Udal's unreliable Slaanesh Astartes, who were of average number and had only so-so things on hand, there was only one optimal solution for him to win. That is, the divine machine comes out. ——————————————The dividing line of the Imperial Fist chess pieces—————————————————— "Boom boom boom——" "Da da da------" “Zizzizi——————” “Boom!!” The sounds of explosive bombs exploding, heavy logging weapons firing, flamethrowers, melta weapons, plasma weapons firing and hitting things, and the sounds of various objects being chopped open by chainsaw weapons or force field weapons, echoed heavily in all parts of Area 3. The shrill alarm sounded in the air without stopping, and together with the previous sounds, it merged into the music of war. "go ahead!" "Fire!" "Stay in formation!!" In the third sector, which has been illuminated dark red by the color of the alarm lights and the surging flames, although the technical heretics in the third sector know that the game is over, they are unwilling to become abandoned pawns and have concentrated a large number of troops and weapons in an attempt to expel the Imperial Fists Astartes who have already grasped the key nodes. These traitors who have mastered weapons far more sophisticated than those of the ordinary Astra Militarum think that although their masters have already believed that they are hopeless, what if? However, their beautiful dreams were destined to be shattered in front of the Astartes of the Imperial Fists. They were destined to be shattered by the iron wall built by the Astartes, who were the most skilled in defensive operations in the Empire. After suppressing the target area by surprise at a very fast speed, the Astartes pawns of the Imperial Fists quickly used local materials, various supplies and weapons in the target area, and combined with the equipment they carried, they established a simple but reliable line of defense in the appropriate terrain area at a very fast speed. Relying on these simple but very effective lines of defense, the Astartes of the Imperial Fists easily ensured that they would not face enemies that exceeded their endurance limit in defensive operations, and also easily ensured that no matter what method the enemy used to attack, they would inevitably "go around" within the coverage of their firepower - leaving behind almost all of their bodies as corpses. "Coordinate anchoring completed, Terminator teleporting." After fighting with the Imperial Fists and other defensive masters for nearly half an hour, something even more desperate happened in the third zone for the traitors. With the sound of the iconic channel of the Terminator transmission unfolding, ten nodes received support from one or two Iron Cavalry Terminators almost at the same time. The intervention of this armed force with powerful firepower became the last straw that broke the camel's back. When the Terminators opened fire, the courage of the traitors receded like a tide. "run!" "Retreat!" "no no!!" Feeling the gift of "indiscriminate bombing" from the Terminators, and realizing that it was impossible to recapture the key nodes, the technical heretics who were still able to move their hands and feet immediately began the "transfer" to save their lives without any hesitation - in less than ten minutes, everything related to the traitors near the key nodes of the third area was left with only the smell of gunpowder, except for their remaining scattered remains. "Huh, it's done... Imperial Fists, reinforce the defenses, use all available anti-aircraft arrays, and repair the anti-aircraft weapons that are not seriously damaged. They will most likely be used later. Commissar sister, goo, how's the situation over there? Are you done?" Seeing his Imperial Fists chess pieces successfully suppress all the important target areas in the designated area within an hour, successfully completing the first step of the three-point blossom operation, Liang Feifan, who had been commanding these chess pieces with his nerves tense, finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the other two who had also lowered the Astartes vanguard troops. Hammer. "I've already finished my work. I'm repairing the damaged anti-aircraft gun. How's your work going?"
"It's done, but I don't have the maintenance technology you two have, so I may not be able to guarantee the strength of the anti-aircraft firepower. Silence just intercepted a message that a large number of fighter planes in the atmosphere are rushing towards the area we control. It's obvious that they are preparing to intercept the follow-up troops." "...Well, this is a bit difficult. How about I put my Douya's flying vehicle over to your side to help?" After thinking for a while, Liang Feifan made a suggestion that made Gumu freeze for a moment. "Ah, this? Let Bean Sprout help with air defense? Isn't that a bit strange?" "It's not a big problem. The Empire is already used to you and Douya having meetings every other day, so it's normal for Douya to come and protect you, a person who can communicate with them. Besides, this can also reduce the hostility of the Empire towards my Douya chess piece. Why not?" Liang Feifan nodded confidently. Gu, who simulated Liang Feifan's operation in his mind, also felt that this operation was quite appropriate - at most it would make the black oil man suspect that there was something strange buried in Balaton, but would this affect the battle? No! "Then please." "Okay, I'll transfer right away." Liang Feifan chuckled and began to deploy troops on another command platform. As his orders were given, the flying vehicles of the Ark Eldar chess pieces "strolled" one by one to the tenth area where Gu was, and after confirming that the sky above the tenth area was still calm, they quietly lurked. Patiently waiting for the moment when possible prey will arrive. 35. Operation Balaton—A Brief Aerial Clash Using information provided by auspicious instruments and front-line troops, hunter-killer missiles were used to tear apart the enemy hundreds of kilometers away who were completely unaware that death was approaching. Using the melee cannons and melee missiles mounted on fighter planes, and under the cover of wingmen, they can destroy any air units that dare to engage in close combat with them. Using various ground-to-ground weapons, they slowly take away the lives of the "ants" displayed on the screen, and at the same time, use rheological current to capture their dying cries. These are the data screams that have been lingering in the thought circuits of the servitor No. 11, who once had his own name. After the world of Baraton fell into darkness, this mechanical priest who insisted on not yielding to the traitors suffered a terrible fate. In order to express their "respect" for him, the apostles of darkness brutally "improved" him with the forbidden technology of heresy, making his remaining biological parts completely entangled with metal, and completely destroying the priest's "personal will". Now this unyielding priest is just a walking corpse, a "skeleton" that serves as the controller of a certain type of aerial unit. "Focus the attack on Area 10. The defenders there are Ultramarines. From the data, we can infer that they are more likely to be breached in a defensive battle than the Imperial Fists and Iron Hands." In the endless shrill echoes composed of rheological currents, the orders from the master of Sky-115 echoed over and over again, guiding it to lead a large force to attack the park numbered 11 in the main forging area. Following the order, it flew at high speed over the sky above Park No. , and successfully used its wingman as a vanguard to confirm the coordinates of the anti-aircraft firepower points in this park and the approximate areas where valuable active targets on the ground were located. Although at a certain moment, Sky- "confused" why it had to attack the blue units on the ground, its "confusion" was swallowed up by the surging waves of information in less than one thousandth of a second and extinguished in the chip. "Tactics, ground suppression warfare, first-level mission, interference, destroy the enemy's air defense auspicious instruments, second-level mission, destroy the enemy's effective air defense firepower, third-level mission, fire at will, annihilate the enemy's living units." The moment Air-11 confirmed the battle situation, the technical heretics who had the authority to control these fighter jets far away in the core area also learned about the situation on the battlefield. After a slight calculation, these cold-blooded things found the optimal solution that could cause the greatest obstacle to the Empire's defenders here - there is no doubt that as long as the anti-aircraft auspicious array taken over by the Extreme Marines in the tenth area is destroyed, most of the anti-aircraft firepower on the ground will become blind and become targets for their aerial units to slaughter. And judging from the current intensity of the air defense counterattack in the tenth area? This can be done, it can be done easily! However.... “BOOM BOOM BOOM——————!!” Before the Black Oilers' aircraft could seriously fire at the Ultramarines' defenses, several thick pulse lasers suddenly penetrated the air, turning several aircraft that were flying at high speed and pulling anti-auspicious missiles from their magazines into large fireworks in the sky. Before the fragments of these unfortunate ones destroyed in the first wave of attacks were captured by the gravity of the Balaton World, a series of light spears followed the pulse lasers and "flashed" them, completely turning them into dust in the sky. "Immediately activate the air combat module and determine the source of the attack - the enemy is... an Eldar aircraft???" They had never expected that there would be an ambush in the tenth area, which logically had the weakest defense. What an ambush by an air unit with such fierce firepower that it caused considerable losses to the flying squadron as soon as they met. The chips of the traitors who were commanding the battle were slightly heated, and when they confirmed the air force that launched the attack, they were briefly confused - were they ambushed by the Eldar aircraft? When did the Eldar appear on the world of Baraton? Moreover, why did these Eldar seem to be fighting alongside the Empire? However, the fact that the logic circuits in their brains were stuck did not mean that the five Red Hunter fighter planes sent by Liang Feifan would wait for their orders before continuing to attack. As these elegant aircraft adjusted the direction of their noses in a continuous large-angle turn, they once again flew across the battlefield, with pulse lasers and light spears dancing together, and fireworks representing the destruction of something once again bloomed in the sky. "The Eldar have intervened in this battle, and they are clearly hostile to us."
By the time the technological heretics had roughly figured out their current situation, the two flying squadrons, which originally had a decent number of people, had been reduced to only a few cats and dogs, and had completely lost the possibility of gaining air superiority - and the only aircraft that still existed included Kong-11's vehicle - it was lucky enough to avoid the first round of sneak attacks and the second round of return shooting by the Red Hunters. However, facing the third round of attacks launched by the Red Hunters, although Kong-11 tried its best to calculate and let its vehicle dodge and fight back, it was still penetrated by a Red Hunter from a tricky angle with a pulse laser. The fuselage and cockpit were penetrated. "...?" There was no pain, no torture. The moment he was engulfed by the blazing laser, Sora-11 felt an incomparable peace, an emotion that he should no longer be qualified to "understand". As his vehicle disintegrated in the pulse laser, Sora-11 felt that his thinking circuit was gradually becoming clearer, and the memories that he had forgotten because of being tortured by the traitor were returning to his...soul? "I am Father Lawn, O Messiah - thank you for accepting me." At the very end, after using his nearly burned-out voice device, which was designed to only emit some warning sounds, to say a simple yet complex sentence, Sora-11, who had already found his real name, slowly 'closed his eyes' and let himself disappear into the Balaton sky. ——————————————The dividing line of the imperial forces———————————————————— "That group of aliens are actually willing to send out the air force to cover our combat brothers?" Having completed the infiltration plan for the Balaton-1 space station, they have now arrived on a transport ship that is "stationary" in the low-Earth orbit of the Balaton world, waiting for the second round of landing operations. Looking at the latest frontline combat report, the eyes of the Galilean Wolf almost popped out of his eye sockets. Half an hour ago, when he learned from the battle table that the tenth area under the charge of the Ultramarines would be hit by the enemy's focused air strikes, Galilean Wolf was worried that these combat brothers would not be able to hold on until the second batch of their troops landed because there was really no way to guarantee air superiority. Therefore, he had prepared himself mentally for the possibility that the landing point in the tenth area might be abandoned, and now? Well, the enemy's air force was directly bombed by the alien's air force! "Feng never told me about this possibility. Perhaps it's because these aliens always prefer to cross certain boundaries." However, let alone Gary, the entire Space Wolves squad - including the Rune Priest Tolom who appeared calm in most situations, all had an expression that said these were not Elda aliens - in their view, this group of Elda aliens who came to seek cooperation with the Empire had not provided the Empire with false information until now, and had helped the Empire solve some space stations in space so that they could have a transit station for launch, so they were already "good Elda". As a result, these things who, according to historical data, liked to coax the Empire to the top line so that they could pick up the benefits later, would actually take the initiative to cover the Empire? When did Ada become so ally-like? "Countdown, fifteen minutes." Just when several men from the Wolf Group were preparing to discuss why these strange Aida had become so pleasing to their eyes, or whether these Aida had deeper and more terrifying demands that made them willing to take risks to protect the warriors of the Empire, a mechanical countdown sounded, reminding the Wild Wolf warriors that a battle was coming. "Wolf cubs, are you all ready? We're going hunting!" ——————————————The dividing line of the Dark Mechanicus———————————————————— "The Eldar, who are suspected to be cooperating with the Empire, annihilated the First and Second Aerial Groups?" Standing in the corridor at the highest point of the huge workshop, the Dark Mechanicus Bishop looked at the latest intelligence emerging in front of him, the electronic light in his eyes flickered slightly - the powerful processing chip allowed him to easily connect the recent events in the Morton Hess galaxy with the emergence of the Eldar, and "understand" the reason for the fall of Balaton I Space Station. "But - they are just fragile aliens after all. In front of the divine machine, their end is only to be reduced to ashes." After issuing some orders to his subordinates, the Dark Mechanicus Bishop closed the information about Aida in front of him, leaned on his scepter, walked to the side of the corridor, and looked at the fiery red in the distance— —Through the modified sensory module, the leader of the technological heresy can clearly capture that the power of the subspace is being systematically guided and integrated into the God Machines, giving them stronger power. The fallen can clearly "hear" the "machine soul" of the God Machines, which has gained such power, making a "bloodthirsty roar". The God Machines that are about to be reborn in the forbidden technology are eager to fight and kill! "It's almost there, it's almost there..." 36. Battle against Balaton - The strange operation of the black oil man breathe-- The Lord of Fort Maldiush stood on the commanding height of the city wall, which was occupied by the traitors yesterday but has now returned to the embrace of the Empire. He took a deep breath of a cigarette that was given to his regiment by the commander of the 51st Legion who came with the Mechanicus. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the huge metal city that stretched all the way from his feet to the horizon with a scrutinizing gaze. In his heart, he silently matched the terrain he saw with the markings on the battle map. After the first batch of airborne Astartes successfully gained a foothold, the second batch of Astartes and Astra Militarum troops also landed in the Empire-controlled area one after another. Since the Black Oilers had temporarily given up their harassment operations against them, the Empire successfully completed the additional fortification work on the Balaton city area using the prefabricated parts dropped from the air in less than three hours.... "Didi-di-di-di-" Just as the Lord of Cadia lit another cigarette, raised his telescope, and carefully looked at a building of tactical value, thinking about how his people could quickly and accurately control it in the next battle, a series of beeping sounds came into his ears from his earphone, calling him back to reality from his tactical thinking. He raised his wrist to check the time, and Lord Mardiush realized that he had been observing the city from this commanding height for nearly an hour. The first combat meeting of the Empire on the world of Balaton was about to begin in half an hour. "......"
After taking another hard look at the tactical building through the telescope, the Lord of Mardiush Castle walked down the city wall with his guards and got into his command vehicle. Soon, the vehicle disappeared into the intricate roads of Balaton with the rumbling sound of the engine. —————————————The dividing line between the Hammer guys———————————————— "No way to hack into their network?" The political commissar looked at the eggs and silence standing beside her with a puzzled look on her face. "It is indeed impossible to hack now. These black oil guys have physically disconnected from the Internet." Silence shrugged helplessly, saying that no matter how strong the junk code that Pai Gu made was, it couldn't be stuffed in. Although Pai Gu had a way to solve this situation, it was undoubtedly impossible to solve it while floating in space.... ".....No radio? Using radio waves or something."