Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

"Captain Gray, we are not very far from these two planets now."

Tulas looked at the holographic projection in front of him, carefully examined the data inside the galaxy scanned by the deep space radar on the Emperor-class battleship, and said to Gray.

After hearing the report from Tulas, Gray also looked at the holographic projection in front of Tulas. Now the distance between the entire fleet and the two life planets is less than 100,000 kilometers.

This distance is unimaginable inside the planet, but in the vast starry sky, this distance is already very close. With the performance of the Star Navy warships, it can be reached in a short time.

"I think it's been so long, everyone on these two planets must have known we're here."

Gray was snapping his fingers boredly, looking at the holographic projection in front of him, and asked Tulas.

"The people on these two planets already know that we are coming and are busy organizing their troops to resist our attack." Tulas also had a smile on his face.

Tulas projected the images of the interior of the planet scanned by the deep space radar, allowing Gray to better observe the interior of the planet.

"Are these transport planes owned by the nobles? They've already started fleeing before the battle even began. These guys acted arrogantly in peacetime, but they flee when danger strikes."

Gray pointed at the image scanned by the deep space radar and asked Tulas in front of him.

From the images projected by the deep space radar, we can see that a large number of transport planes are leaving the interior of the planet. These transport planes also have the family emblems used by various noble families, allowing everyone to recognize these noble family emblems.

The transport planes owned by these nobles were quickly fleeing the spaceport, fleeing in all directions to avoid being noticed by the rapidly approaching Star Navy fleet.

As long as the numerous transport planes do not gather together, there is a high probability that they will be noticed by the Star Navy fleet, and these nobles will have a high chance of surviving the invasion of the Star Navy fleet.

However, there was a look of disdain in Gray's words, and it was obvious that Gray looked down on these nobles.

"Haha, this is the way the nobles of the empire have behaved for tens of thousands of years. For most of them, as long as they can survive, all other honors and glory are secondary."

Tulas also looked at the transport planes fleeing the spaceport and the two planets and said with disdain.

Tulas suddenly saw from the deep space radar scan that the air defense forces inside the industrial world were attacking the transport planes fleeing from the planet with all their might.

"Gray, look here, dog bites dog."

Tulas enlarged the holographic projection projected by the deep space radar, allowing Gray to see more clearly what was happening in the industrial world.

"Ha! These nobles want to flee the planet and don't want to participate in the battle, but the planet's administrators are not happy about it."

Gray also saw the enlarged image of the holographic projection and said to Tulas with a smile.

Gray and Tulas didn't know from whom the air defense forces that were now attacking the escaping noble transport planes received orders, but they were aware that a dog-eat-dog situation was happening inside the planet.

"Should we dispatch the aerospace fighter force now to directly destroy the spaceport in the planet's orbit and the fleeing transport aircraft?"

Tulas asked Gray.

Now that civil unrest has occurred within the galaxy, there is no need to continue waiting for these two planets to make defensive preparations. Waiting any longer would only be a waste of time.

"Alright, notify the aerospace fighter formation to destroy the enemy's spaceport and the fleeing transport planes."

Gray agreed with Tulas's suggestion and also made his own suggestions to Tulas.

"Okay." Tulas nodded to Gray.

Tulas gave orders to the navy's aerospace fighter formation in the communication channel, allowing the navy's aerospace fighter formation that had been staying in the warships waiting to attack to hunt freely.

"By the way, after the aerospace fighter formation completes its mission, it will conduct an orbital bombardment of the planet's interior to destroy some important enemy defensive positions."

After Tulas gave the order, Gray added something to Tulas.

"Okay." Tulas didn't show any impatience towards Gray's additional words and agreed readily.

When a naval fleet is dispatched, it generally does not carry too many aerospace fighters for the army. After all, the space inside each warship is only so big. After carrying a large number of war weapons and soldiers for the army, most of the space inside the warship is already occupied.

The Navy will not carry a large number of aerospace fighters for the Army, but the Navy's own aerospace fighters will also provide assistance to the Army.

Most of the aerospace fighter formations owned by the Defense Forces are stationed inside various galaxies, so that they can buy time for warship support for the security of the galaxies when there are no warships defending the galaxies.

"Boom boom boom"

Inside each huge warship, there is a spacious hangar, which houses ten to thirty aerospace fighters and hundreds of intelligent wingman aircraft.

The number of aerospace fighters stored in the hangar inside each warship is different. Most of the aerospace fighters are stocks stored for aerospace fighter pilots. Only after the aerospace fighters are destroyed can the aerospace fighter pilots quickly replace them.

The planes were lined up neatly, and their engines emitted a deafening roar, as if telling people that a thrilling battle was about to begin.

Each aircraft has been meticulously maintained and debugged, and the pilots are nervously and systematically carrying out final preparations before takeoff, checking their equipment and ensuring everything is in order.

"Brothers, this is our time to make achievements. Cheer up."

In the hangar inside a battleship, one of the captains of the fighter squadron excitedly shouted in the communication channel.

His voice was full of fighting spirit and confidence, making everyone feel his determination.

"Captain, don't worry! This time it's our turn, and the Navy's aerospace fighter formation has the opportunity to attack. No one wants to waste it."

An aerospace fighter pilot answered the captain loudly on the communication channel, his tone sounding extremely excited.

"Hahaha, Captain, just wait and see. Watch how we destroy the defensive positions of the false emperor's lackeys. Let's show off our skills in front of the defense forces this time."

The other pilot was not to be outdone, his words revealing his desire for victory and his contempt for the enemy.

After hearing what the two pilots said, everyone responded loudly on the communication channel, "That's right, Captain! We will definitely do our best and live up to everyone's expectations."

The entire hangar was filled with a tense and exciting atmosphere.