Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 133 Orbital Drop
Planet Losail, space orbit.

The Conqueror-class cruiser hovered in space. Horn frowned as he watched dozens of landing ships being destroyed by orbital defense artillery on the ground.

He was already full of anger, but had no place to vent it, so he immediately pointed the finger at the 'incompetent nobles': "A bunch of insects! Damn rubbish, even the planetary orbital defense device fell into the hands of Chaos, they are simply a disgrace!"

However, venting is venting, and the problems that need to be faced still need to be faced. Generally speaking, in a situation like this, there are only two options available.

Or, they could use their numerical advantage to organize a large number of orbital drop pods. Even if the orbital defense guns were densely packed, there would always be some that slipped through the net and it would be impossible to intercept them all.

The disadvantage of this method is obvious, that is, it will cause a large number of unnecessary casualties. Considering that the position of the airborne landing cannot be accurately located, even if it lands on the surface of Roselle, it is difficult to find the target person surrounded by the cult.

As for the second method...it's a bit unorthodox.

Use psychic power to open a one-way transmission channel directly between the spacecraft and the planet Rosel.

The advantage is that doing so can save a lot of casualties, so that the focus can be on breaking through the cult's encirclement and having a greater chance of finding the target, but the disadvantage is... the portal cannot be accurately located!

It is possible that you will be teleported to the surface, but it is also possible that when you open your eyes you will find that you have been teleported to the core, mantle, or even in the cracks of the rocks on the mountain wall, and turned into a pool of meat paste!
Just then, a piece of news interrupted his thoughts.

The star message transmitted by the Astropath Relay Station projected a three-dimensional image of a tall man wearing power armor, with a strong and square face and an extraordinary demeanor.

"Dear Mr. Horn Valshus, we are Raymond Polian, from the Second Company of the Watchers. We have successfully arrived at Mandeville Point in Roselle. Please briefly describe the content of this mission."

Raymond's star message finally made the irritable Horn feel much better: "Captain Polian, the type of this mission is a rescue mission. I need you to help me rescue a person in the nest city where heretics are rampant."

Rescue mission... Raymond pondered for a moment. The difficulty of this mission is not as simple as the tough task. After all, it is not an easy task to find the rescue target in detail and accurately in a nest with a large population.

Besides, what if the rescue target dies?
Even if he's not dead, what if he can't be found?
These are the issues that Raymond needs to consider. Their group is trying to establish a good relationship with the Valshus Merchant Dynasty, not to offend him!

"Excuse me, Mr. Horn, the rescue mission is very difficult, you should be aware of it..." Raymond hesitated for half a second and said truthfully: "We need more detailed information to judge the difficulty of this mission and whether it can be completed."

"I will have the machine spirit transmit all of Roselle's information to your cruiser."

Horn paused for half a second, then said meaningfully: "Of course, including this time, I invite you to go out. It is a small token of my personal appreciation. If you can rescue the target, I will also offer a price that will satisfy your entire regiment!"

the other side.

Inside the strike cruiser, Raymond was flipping through the intelligence, his brows furrowed. He originally thought it was just an ordinary cult rebellion, but the intelligence revealed that the situation on Roselle was far from as simple as it seemed.

Before going to the battlefield every time, Raymond was always in the habit of analyzing the existing intelligence and then figuring out the truth bit by bit. This habit helped his company to turn danger into safety many times.

And this time is no exception.

But after seeing Roselle's intelligence, Raymond remained silent until his battle brother next to him could no longer bear it and asked, breaking the silence: "Captain, is this mission... difficult?"

"No, on the surface, the mission is easy." Raymond frowned and said in a deep voice: "The only difficulty is how to avoid the orbital defense artillery, but we have the Thunder Eagle gunship, so this is not difficult to do."

After saying that, he hesitated for another half a second, looked at the several combat brothers gathered in the command room, and said with some worry: "But I always feel that this planet is not that simple."

"What's the approximate location of the target person?"

Beside Raymond, the tall and burly man asked impatiently, "Captain, let's not hesitate. This guy is a gold mountain!"

There are not many people who can be described as "Golden Mountain".

Coincidentally, Alvin Valshus was one of the targets of their rescue this time. As the last descendant of the Valshus family, Horn offered a sky-high price!

Regardless of whether the Watchers can rescue the target person or not, the supply of the entire chapter for the next three years will be the responsibility of Valsius. If the target person can be rescued, Horn will open his territory and the right to recruit soldiers from hundreds of populated worlds to the Watchers, and will also offer dozens of sets of fine power armor, fine power swords, etc., which is truly luxurious!
To say that guy is Jinshan is a bit of an understatement!

So, that person urged the company commander, lest the fat meat that was about to be in his mouth be snatched away by others.

"You're right……"

Even Raymond was a little uneasy because of the conditions offered by Horn. What their Watchers lacked most was a stable world for recruiting soldiers.

As it happens, Horn makes up for that.

Moreover, there are dozens of sets of finely crafted power armor. That thing is so precious that not many people in the entire Astartes are qualified to wear it, which shows how rare it is!

And Horn actually took out dozens of sets in one breath!

If it wasn't inappropriate, Raymond even wanted to go robbing. He thought to himself, no wonder the captain asked them to set off immediately after receiving the distress signal.

"Let teams 3, 4, and 5 drive the Thunderhawk gunships and prepare for a forced airborne landing." Raymond finally made up his mind. Looking at the planet in the universe, he said in a deep voice: "Leon, remember that the primary goal of this mission is to rescue the target person: Alvin Valxius, and the second is to eliminate the heretics!"

boom! boom! boom!
In the narrow corridor, a burly man about two meters and five meters tall, wearing pure white power armor and a shrine hanging on his waist, stepped into the Thunder Hawk assault gunship with heavy steps.

The next moment, the Thunder Eagle assault gunboat sailed out of the hatch.

At an extremely high speed, with flames dragging all around its body, it was like a meteorite, smashing heavily into the surface of Rosel!

At the same time, Tucker led the 3rd Company's squad and successfully destroyed the planetary orbital defense artillery, completely eliminating the threat to the Sky Dome.

"That is……"

Tucker stared at the fiery red light that streaked across the sky with his eyes wide open. After noticing that it was a Thunderhawk gunboat, he became uncontrollably excited: "It's the Emperor's Angel, the Emperor's Angel is here!!!"

(End of this chapter)