Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords! - Chapter 419
“This is Skyhawk One. I have reached the interception position and will intercept the torpedo autonomously.” The fierce green torpedo was reflected in the eyepiece of Fasha’s helmet, followed by trails full of rumbling smoke and dust.
Skyhawk One was urgently dispatched from the folding load. There was no mount under the wing. The only weapon was a fully charged laser cannon.
She lowered the nose of the aircraft, aimed at the thick steel rod that was more like a flying torpedo than a torpedo, and pressed the laser cannon launch button.
The long-tube lasers on the left and right sides of the wings shot out two dazzling beams, and with the continuous firing, the flashes gradually connected into a line.
The laser beam hit the rusty torpedo body. The first few shots only burned the torpedo slightly red. The green torpedo with thick skin and flesh directly ignored this kind of shooting that was enough to intercept normal torpedoes.
But then the repeated precise shooting at the same hit point softened the thick scrap iron armor layer, and finally melted a deep red hole, and the surface steel plate turned into molten iron and flowed inward, detonating the charge inside.
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As a golden fireball finally flashed, the body of the Skyhawk 1 shone brightly under the light of the fire.
Seeing that a target was successfully solved, Anya Fasha immediately turned the nose of the plane and began to chase the torpedo that had just passed under her fuselage and shot at the Indefatigable.
Just as she lowered the nose again.
A striking red warning popped up on the screen in front of her at an inopportune time.
‘Warning: Failure of the float in the chemostat’
Then, the tail flame of the Skyhawk I engine became dim. After barely catching up with another torpedo and blowing it up, her speed finally slowed down.
The experienced ace pilot immediately knew what happened.
The float failure of the chemostat refers to the failure of the chemostat in the chemostat tank to be injected into the chemostat as planned when the fighter is in a negative G dive, which eventually leads to poor fuel supply to the engine and reduced thrust.
Fashia knows her spare aircraft very well. Although the flight time on the spare aircraft is not as long as the previous aircraft, such a problem has never occurred before.
It must be that there is a hidden fault in the engine that will cause such a problem. It was the engine that was urgently replaced during the previous war!
Only two of the six torpedoes were successfully intercepted.
The remaining four still flew towards the middle section of the Indefatigable’s body, which was turning to avoid.
On the bridge of the Indefatigable, the sweaty cabin hand had already urgently filled the right cabin. Commodore Peru knew very well that he could not aim at the torpedoes anyway.
Once the Indefatigable loses power, they will not be able to return home smoothly.
The point defense close-in guns on the ship rotated and pulled out long and dense laser beams, desperately intercepting the torpedoes fired at the ship.
Two torpedoes were instantly shot up on the way to the charge, and one torpedo passed through the belly of the ship and was destroyed by the escort ship guarding below the Indefatigable.
The last torpedo hit the upper deck of the Indefatigable straight.
Just when everyone was holding their breath, the torpedo did not explode violently after piercing the hull and killing some crew members on the shallow deck. It just stuck in the Indefatigable like an iron rod, motionless, like a harpoon piercing a giant whale.
Seeing that the Indefatigable did not explode, Fasha couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But as soon as he took a breath into his mouth, multiple radar reflection wave signals appeared on the bird-down instrument carried by the body.
It was the green-skinned daka fighter and the bomber rushing over, and circles of gray smoke mixed with burning impurities popped out of the tail.
After a brief engine restart program, the tail nozzle of the Skyhawk No. 1 backup aircraft started to work again.
However, with such a close distance to the enemy, Fasha’s acceleration distance was limited. She could only rush to the Indefatigable first, ready to rely on the Indefatigable’s close defense firepower to kill the green-skinned Daka fighter chasing behind her.
This was very risky. Bullets had no eyes. If any gunner was not careful when operating the gun, this ace pilot would die here.
She flew a distance to the Indefatigable, and the cloud of the failure of the float of the chemical giant was always around her head. As long as she made a slight negative G maneuver, the engine would not supply the giant smoothly and the thrust would decrease.
She looked up, and the bomber passed over her canopy and rushed towards the Indefatigable.
The female pilot lowered her head.
After a few seconds of silence, she raised her head again, looked at the bomber flying over from the plane above with a resolute look, and pushed hard to open the engine to the maximum.
“The Emperor will redeem my soul———”
“Waaaaaaagh! Go! Hahaha! What the hell, we’re coming!”
Flying Boy yelled, his big body shrank in the cockpit, pushing the fart spirit who was operating the buttons to the side, and his big nose and long ears pressed against the glass window, squashing him into a funny look.
Swish, swish, swish!
Sudden beam shooting.
“Huh? ! “Flyboy was startled.
The fuselage suddenly lost control and spiraled into the bomber next to it, destroying both greenskin creations.
After destroying the bomber, Fasha did not turn immediately, but chose to pass through the greenskin group and continue to fly upwards.
Because there were greenskin Daka fighters behind her.
The close-in defense guns on the Indefatigable opened fire again, and lasers flew in the nearby airspace.
The escort ships around the Indefatigable were the first batch of ships that interrupted the subspace jump in time and entered combat mode.
They guarded the starboard side of the Indefatigable, providing fire cover for it.
Thanks to the green-skinned bomber, which was not picky at all and bombed any ship it saw, it took on many large bombs with its miniature body compared to the Indefatigable.
Fasha made a pirouette and pressed the firing button during the flip.
Four or five beams of light shot out, landing just right on a Daka fighter behind it. One of them penetrated the cockpit, and the blazing beam directly purified everything. The body without the pilot was still speeding until it flew out of everyone’s sight.
When the pirouette was completed, she quickly lowered the flaps and retracted them a few seconds later to improve the turning maneuverability.
Like tying a tie, she turned left immediately after the pirouette, and used a series of extremely accurate bursts to blow up the engines of three bombers at the moment of capturing the window, making it impossible for them to continue to drive towards the mothership.
But doing so also allowed the “green MiGs” behind to take advantage of the situation.
The Flying Boy laughed wildly and opened fire, and the rough live bullets rained down on the body of the Skyhawk One.
On the status diagram of the Thinker array projected on the screen, the left aileron of the rear section of the fuselage floated yellow.
But for a 40-meter-long void fighter, the damage caused by some 20mm cannon hits was nothing.
Fasha continued to turn the nose and made a low YOYO maneuver: she dived down first to defend against the barrel roll and self- I protected, then rushed upwards, and with a barrel roll maneuver, I confronted a Daka fighter that was originally biting my tail.
Both sides pressed the fire button at the same time.
One side fired red and white lasers, and the other fired tracer bullets with inferior phosphorus primers.
Bang bang bang!
There were bursts of thumping sounds from the front of the Skyhawk No. 1, just like a moving vehicle being hit by a small stone from an overturned sand truck.
Beep!
Beep!
A cold mechanical female voice sounded from the body.
The wings were red, and the maneuverability was also visible to the naked eye. The insight weakened.
But the Eagle No. 1 still killed the alien opponent first in the head-on confrontation with its accurate bursts and faster laser firing rate.
Even so, she could not get rid of the enemy planes behind her.
Bang! Bang!
In a violent shaking of the fuselage, the left wing of the Eagle No. 1 was blown open by the continuous hits of the machine gun shells, and the Thinker indicated that the steering rudder was damaged.
The female pilot was sweating profusely. She tried her best and successfully intercepted two torpedoes and several bombers. , and finally destroyed two tail-biting Daka fighters.
She had squeezed the performance limit of this faulty fighter.
The warning prompt of the failure of the giant float popped up on the screen again, and the combat capability of the machine was almost at the bottom.
The red light inside the machine was everywhere, and the alarm sounded, dyeing everything in front of her red.
She snorted and laughed, took off her helmet, revealing her fluffy dark brown wavy hair.
“Then, little captain, please continue to move forward in the future.
Fortunately, you didn’t fall in love with the Imperial Navy pilot.”
Fasha looked at the image from the camera behind the machine, and the tail-biting Daka fighter opened fire again.
“Good night.”
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