Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

"Increase the reactor power and move at full speed!" With Allen's order, a large amount of energy was extracted from the plasma reactor, and the Titan's movement speed suddenly increased by more than half.

"Void shield and weapons preheating complete!" Under the action of the void shield projector, torrents of energy dissipated into the air, making a crackling sound. The heavy plasma cannon in Dagger 1's left hand gleamed with a pale blue light. Behind him, Dagger 2 quickly approached the lead fighter, the Titan Vulcan super-heavy bomb in his left hand ready, and the motor driving the cannon emitted a whirring sound.

"Enemy contact in 2 minutes!" The intermittent warnings turned into a harsh beeping sound.

"Raise the shield! Prepare to fight! For the empire, for the God of Machines!" As Allen roared, a light blue void shield covered the entire Titan. Dagger No. 1 rushed to the battlefield swiftly. The huge mechanical feet smashed the blocking buildings and ruins. His figure quickly shuttled through the complex terrain and entered the battlefield from the side!

"Plasma cannon, rapid fire!" Dagger 1's left leg slammed to a stop, its massive body swung sideways under inertia. Its left main cannon, swung by the gyroscope and stabilization equipment, quickly zeroed in on the target. A stream of plasma blasts followed, and the machine spirits quickly allocated firepower based on the target's threat level and distance. In a remarkably short period of time, Dagger 1's left plasma cannon fired more than a dozen times! Deep blue plasma rained down on the Ork mechas and tanks, reducing these war machines, weighing tens or even dozens of tons, to pools of liquid metal!

"Turn left two compass points to clear the attack range!" After completing his first round of attacks, Dagger 2 needed to temporarily cool down his left primary weapon. In this furious assault, he had already decimated the Orc armored units present, leaving the remaining scattered troops to his comrades behind him.

Almost immediately after Gladius 1 withdrew from the battlefield, Gladius 2 quickly filled in. The Titan Vulcan Bolter in his left hand quickly aimed at the target. Guided by the Machine Spirit, a torrential rain of shells roared down upon the Ork troops who had just survived the bombardment. Whether it was the heavily armored Ork bosses with force fields and shields, or the various lightly armored vehicles and mechas, they were easily shredded like paper under the continuous bombardment. The shells, carrying flames and death, left an arc of death on the battlefield. Wherever they passed, only a small amount of charred flesh and broken fragments remained after the explosion.

"The target has been cleared, killing more than 85% of the infantry and light units. The remaining clearance tasks are handed over to the Space Marines." The assessment report of Dagger 2 was quickly delivered to Allen.

"It was a successful kill," said Otto.

"Yes, but it's too ordinary. Such a victory will only add a small mark on our banner of glory." Allen said calmly. He longed for a battle between Titan engines.

At this moment, Allen caught a fleeting message: a Space Marine detachment that had penetrated deep into Area 9, along with the armored units that were covering it, was instantly killed, without even having time to send a distress signal.

"There's a group of large creatures approaching us, possibly Titan engines," Allen said in the squad's internal communication. "Bring me the terrain information for Area 9. Also, contact the Skitarii to support the Sage. I hope the artillery in the rear can provide us with support if we need it."

Alan longed for a Titan-on-Titan battle, but he also knew the vulnerability of the War Hound Titan. Against a true Battle Titan, such as a Warlord or Warbringer Titan, a single volley could completely shatter a War Hound Titan into pieces. Facing such an enemy, Alan would avoid direct combat.

"The Legion has completed its enemy assessment. Considering the terrain and environment, as well as the results of aerial reconnaissance, there is a high probability that there will be no threats at the main battle engine level here. We may encounter an enemy that is roughly similar to us. The other side may have multiple targets." Otto said after receiving the information forwarded by headquarters.

"Very good! Tell our teammates we're about to have a glorious battle. Open the datalink with the frontline scouts so they can communicate directly with us. Number Four and Number Five, keep watch on both flanks. Tell Heavy Armor Number Three to follow us." Allen quickly laid out the tactics. At this point, Dagger Number One's Machine Spirit also let out a low roar, like a restless beast before the hunt.

"Be quiet, my old friend." Alan soothed the restless machine spirit. The beast-like character of the machine spirit made it more aggressive and flexible, but fighting always required wisdom.

"All war dogs, idle. Activate the signal masking system and deactivate the void shield. We need a quiet hunt." Following Allen's command, the war dogs' roaring engines gradually quieted, their back panels lowered, and the exhaust gases were directed into a specialized cooling system. After cooling, the gases were expelled, reducing their infrared energy signature. The war dogs carefully hid themselves against the terrain, their forward-stretched heads, their integrated active and passive sensor systems like giant beasts sniffing out prey, discerning enemy information in the complex environment.

"Hold." The Warhound Titan's vibration detector seemed to pick up some information. Through its connection to the Machine Spirit, Alan immediately detected a slight vibration coming from several buildings in the distance. It was a large entity approaching him. The intelligence data link told him that there were no friendly heavy engines nearby, so it could only be the enemy.

"Get ready to engage the enemy!" Alan took a deep breath to calm his suddenly nervous mood.

"Two engines, there should be no other accompanying power."

"The other party's position has been determined."

"Prepare for battle, let's go!"

"The coordinates have been passed to the supporting artillery. If any accident occurs, they will cover our retreat." The Empire's war dogs communicated at an unimaginable speed and formulated a battle plan.

In the distance, artillery began to bombard the area. The flames of the explosion and the dust raised perfectly obscured the Dagger No. 1 that was shuttling through the building. Relying on excellent detection equipment, Alan accurately bypassed the enemy in front. With just one sharp and short assault, he could appear on the enemy's side and then launch a thundering blow!

In the distance, the iron giant like a weight has appeared in the thermal imaging equipment of Dagger No. 1. Even though there are several buildings, smoke and flames between them, the keen war dog can still determine the opponent's position and distance.

"Dagger 2, prepare to attack with me, and Dagger 3, prepare to deal with the other one." Alan carefully maneuvered Dagger 1, its heavy mechanical foot slowly descending onto the hardened ground, minimizing the noise. Simultaneously, the reactor began to operate at full capacity, preparing for the next attack. Alan had to carefully control the reactor's output, ensuring it reached maximum power during the engagement.

"Now! It's turned around!" When Allen noticed the prey in the distance veer off in another direction, Dagger 1 launched its attack first! The stored surge of power propelled its two mechanical legs forward rapidly, bypassing the building like a sprinting hunter and dashing towards its distant target.

"I see him! One-star target! Prepare your main weapons!" Following Allen's command, the Titan Plasma Cannon in his left hand and the Twin Turbolaser Destroyer Cannon in his right began to warm up. At that moment, his target had turned around, and the other Iron Giant nearby was blocked by the Titan Plasma Cannon and the building, so it was clear that Allen had seized his opportunity!

"Fire!" The plasma cannon in his left hand roared once more, accompanied by the roar of the Machine Spirit and the piercing whistling of the cannon fire. A ball of searing plasma slammed into the Iron Giant's shield! In an instant, the plasma and the yellow shield violently exploded, forming a terrifying energy storm that completely flattened the surrounding buildings!

"Shield broken successfully!" The khaki shield disappeared after several vibrations. At this time, the twin turbolasers of Dagger No. 1 were also ready. Two beams of light that were hundreds of times brighter than the sun gushed out, piercing through the armor of the Iron Giant like a sharp sword and smashing half of its body into pieces!

Meanwhile, the battered iron giant still attempted a counterattack, its tracks spinning as it aimed its cannons and missiles at the target. Sensing the danger, Dagger 1 quickly turned and retreated, hiding in the nearby buildings. Meanwhile, Dagger 2 also entered the fray! Its right-hand twin turbolasers were precisely aimed at the battered target!

"Go to hell!" Another volley of fire followed. The distant Iron Giant finally gave up, and a violent explosion transformed it into a massive fireball. The surrounding debris and Titan fragments were thrown in all directions, hitting the void shield of Dagger No. 2, making a series of crackling sounds.

"Engine kill!" said the pilot of Dagger 2 excitedly.

Chapter 150: Divine Machine Out 2 (8K)

"Attention, target number two is targeting you. Retreat immediately!" Allen's warning rang in the ears of pilot number 2. Meanwhile, the orcs' counterattack had already begun. The massive iron giant, like a weight, glared at the creature that had just slaughtered his companions. The missile launcher in his left hand and the heavy artillery in his right hand unleashed a barrage of fire at the Dagger 2. Like a heavy hammer, the fire slammed into the Dagger 2's void shield.

"Warning! Shields will overload in 30 seconds." A heart-wrenching scream emanated from within the machine spirit. Clearly, the incoming attack had exceeded the Void Shield's capacity. Dagger No. 2 needed to cool its overheated weapon, unable to counterattack. He quickly turned, following a pre-determined path, to evade the incoming attack. However, the orcs seemed to have some unique way of detecting the galloping warhounds.

"Damn it, we have to help him!" Dagger No. 1 rushed out again, attacking the distant target at half power, and the lasers and plasma successfully attracted the fury of the orcs. It began to disperse the firepower, and the result was that no one could be killed.

"We won." Allen felt the vibration caused by the bombardment and breathed a sigh of relief, because at this time, on the tactical panel, the No. 3 War Dog equipped with two twin turbolaser cannons had entered the battlefield. The latter's two anti-Titan weapons could severely damage the target with just one salvo!

45 seconds later, the piercing sonic booms of the twin-linked turbolaser cannons resounded throughout the battlefield once again, and the second Iron Giant was turned into a ball of twisted scrap metal by the crossfire of the Dagger Squadron.

"Second engine kill." Otto said happily.

However, on the ever-changing battlefield, such happy times are always short-lived. Just when Otto was still immersed in his victory, the alarm issued by Dagger No. 4 sounded among all team members.

"Warning! We have found a two-star war engine! It is coming back towards us, and there should be other engines behind it!" Dagger 4 on the flank sounded the alarm.

"Upload the relevant data to headquarters. A medium-sized Titan battle is about to break out here! Tell Lord Sejanus to have his Luna Wolves prepare to retreat temporarily," Allen said seriously. A two-star battle engine is equivalent to a Reaver-class Titan in the Titan Corps. Allen and his men could handle a single one, but if there were multiple, they would have no choice but to retreat.

"The target is confirmed to be a 2-star combat engine."

"There are a large number of accompanying units around the target, making it difficult for us to sneak in."

"The Skitarii will provide us with support. No. 2 and No. 5 will be responsible for clearing the cover units after the bombardment, and the leader and No. 3 and No. 4 will be responsible for hunting! The battle is expected to last 15 minutes. Regardless of success or failure, we will withdraw from the battlefield." Alan assigned the tasks.

The Dagger Squad quickly communicated internally, and with the assistance of the Machine Spirit, a battle plan was quickly finalized. The Skitarii's long-range firepower deployed as planned, their precise attacks quickly transforming the target area into a sea of ​​fire. However, the Iron Giant, equivalent to a Reaver-class Titan, seemed unaffected. It even used its missiles and indirect firepower to easily wipe out an artillery position, along with hundreds of Skitarii, slaves, and mortal officers and soldiers!

"Now!" The two Titans, Dagger No. 2 and No. 5, attacked quickly. They chose to enter the battlefield from the side and rear, sweeping the accompanying orc troops with dense bombs and plasma cannons. They also launched attacks with twin turbo lasers, but unfortunately this round of firepower could not pose a threat to the opponent.

"Damn it, it's targeting us!" Dagger 2 exclaimed as it saw the iron giant turning towards it. With the help of synthetic aperture scanning and optical instruments, the captain of Dagger 2 finally saw the guy in front of him clearly.

"An ugly and barbaric war machine," the Titan captain said of the steel monstrosity before him. The Ork Titans were typically trapezoidal in shape, with tracks or legs at the bottom. Atop their bodies was a large, horned Ork head. Their arms served as primary weapons, often equipped with heavy artillery, missiles, lasers, or large melee weapons. Their shoulders were typically equipped with various gremlin rockets. Their bodies were often equipped with multiple, sometimes even multiple layers of artillery and missiles, resembling a mobile fortress. However, no matter how much the Mechanicum cursed these grotesque and hideous creations, they remained a formidable foe.

"Transfer all the energy to the shield." In an almost unavoidable situation, Dagger No. 2 activated the void shield with all his strength. Just when the shield generator was overloaded and the void shield turned from light blue to dark blue, the attack of the Orc Titan arrived as expected!

"Shield collapse!" The heavy artillery and laser on the orc's arms accurately hit the Dagger No. 2. The violent energy impact instantly overloaded the shield. The storm generated by the violent explosion even caused the Titan weighing hundreds of tons to shake noticeably.

"The machine is under attack!" Although the Gladius II barely managed to withstand the most severe attack, its primary weapon temporarily unavailable due to cooling, the dense stream of Fart Rockets and various artillery fire, like a swarm of locusts, still made the shieldless Titan struggle. Countless shells pounded against the armor plating, making a teeth-grinding tearing sound. Balls of flames erupted from the machine, and amid the continuous explosions, the Gladius II was like a light boat in the wind and rain.

"The hydraulic system of the left main weapon is damaged."

"The left plasma reactor cooler is damaged."

"Improve the heat dissipation efficiency of the right reactor!"

As Gladius II frantically tried to save itself, the three Warhounds, responsible for the main attack, took advantage of the distraction and successfully charged into the battlefield. Several volleys of plasma and twin turbolasers shredded the Ork Titan's shield. In a series of explosions, the shield vanished like a soap bubble. Then, like wolves tearing at a brown bear, the Warhounds roamed the battlefield, using their concentrated firepower to attack and disrupt the enemy while dodging their attacks.

The intensive firepower from both sides reduced everything around to ashes. Buildings tens or even hundreds of meters high were smashed to pieces, and craters like the surface of the moon appeared on the ground. The Orc Titan tried its best to distribute its firepower and tried to attack all enemies, but it was not strong enough. The result of dispersing the firepower was that it could not kill anyone.

Meanwhile, the three attacking Warhound Titans found time to unleash their ferocious and deadly weapons, inflicting horrific wounds upon their opponents. Plasma, molten metal, flowed through the Titans' bodies, and lasers easily pierced through their armor, even piercing through vulnerable points. After the anti-Titan weaponry's seventh impact, the roaring war engine was finally shattered into pieces. Its massive form collapsed to the ground, like a dying beast.

"We won. This is a glorious victory." Allen controlled the Titan, whose reactor had already overloaded and was rapidly idling. Like a hound that had just finished its hunt, the Titan was feeling fatigue. The Machine Spirit roared incessantly in Allen's projection, full of fighting spirit, but Allen knew that Dagger No. 1 needed rest.

"Unit 2 was severely damaged, and he requested a temporary evacuation."

"Allow Unit 2 to evacuate. Contact the Luna Wolves and tell them we need their cover." Distant reconnaissance units had already spotted swarms of Ork Titans, a force they could not resist. So, while Allen commanded the Gladius Squadron to withdraw, another Omega Battlegroup, comprised of Reaver Titans led by Warbringer-class Titans, quickly entered the battlefield. This was the largest war machine the Imperial Legion had planned to deploy in this area. While the Warlord-class was more powerful, it was clearly not suited for combat in such a confined area.

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"This is the Sword of Glory, the lead aircraft of the Omega Battle Group. We have received the order and are striding forward." Captain Horton from Huangquan No. 8 is piloting his Warbringer-class Titan, accompanied by a group of Predator Titans and Knight Titans, and is attacking the Rust Industrial Belt in the distance.

"Dagger, Stalker and Shadow, these teams have done a great job. In the previous battle, they successfully drove a wedge into the Rust Zone and lured out the Orcs' war machinery. Now, it's our turn. I hope that the Omega Battle Group from the Vulcan 1 Legion will live up to expectations. I also hope that the efforts of the Foundry will prove to be worthwhile." Weidman of the Yellow Springs No. Titan Legion personally said to Captain Horton.

"We must live up to our mission and never retreat, Your Excellency, Commander," Horton responded. "I believe some of the weapons and information links from the Sky Surveyor will play a vital role in this battle."

"Don't let the God of Machinery down, don't let Huangquan No. 8 be humiliated."

"The mission must be accomplished. All who stand in the way of the glory of the God of Machines will eventually be reduced to ashes. The journey of exploration is unstoppable and unstoppable! Praise the God of Machines! Praise the Emperor!"

"Old buddy, this time it's up to you," Horton soothed the somewhat eager Machine Soul. This Machine Soul was not only the origin of the machine, but also fused the souls of countless generations of captains through repeated neural connections. If the Machine Soul of a Warhound Titan resembled a proud and unruly beast, then the Machine Soul of a high-level Battle Titan was quite rational.

As Weidman explained, the Blade of Glory Titan had undergone a special modification, with the original multi-linked anti-aircraft cannons on its shoulders replaced with a vertical launch system. This compact missile launcher uses electromagnetic thrust to propel the missile from the launch tube. Once airborne, the missile is re-ignited by a vectoring engine, adjusting its attitude and heading for its target. This saves space and weight while providing omnidirectional attack capabilities. Furthermore, relying on the Sky Surveyor's detection and fire control systems, this vertical launch system can engage multiple targets simultaneously, significantly enhancing its anti-air and anti-armor capabilities.

Furthermore, this system can accommodate larger, but fewer, anti-Titan missiles by replacing the launch tanks. This time, the Sword of Glory Titan was equipped with anti-Titan missiles. Furthermore, the cooling system on this Titan has been improved. The heat sink uses Frost Crystals from Fenris, greatly improving heat dissipation efficiency. This is particularly significant for the War-loving Volcano Cannon overhead, as the increased cooling efficiency increases the weapon's rate of fire by over 50%.

"This is the Blade of Glory. Omega Battle Group is deploying as planned, forming three-man teams. The Loyalist and the Steadfast Will will operate with me. The Minoan Knights will provide cover for my squad." As they approached the battle zone, the entire Omega Battle Group was divided into several smaller groups. All Titans and their assigned forces entered this area of ​​twisted steel, preparing for a brutal and bloody close-to-medium-range engagement with the orcs.

Most people think of a Titan battle as a head-on confrontation, with each side forming a battle line. Victory will come to the one with better weapons, greater defenses, and greater numbers. In reality, this idea is flawed, at least for a Titan commander like Horton, skilled in close-range combat. While massive, the Titans are hardly conspicuous against the planet's terrain and the complex, sprawling industrial zones. A so-called Predator Titan is barely taller than a typical eight-story residential building. Meanwhile, in the Rust Belt, buildings tens or even hundreds of meters tall are commonplace. Add to that the complex battlefield environment and the potential for disruption, and Titans could easily encounter unexpected situations.

At this point, the so-called auxiliary forces were not so reliable, because in a battle of this magnitude, ordinary legion soldiers, various tanks, and even the Brutal Blade heavy tanks were nothing more than insignificant pawns. A Titan like the Predator could wipe out a whole area with a single wave of its hand!

But at the same time, they are also important, because they can be used to eliminate the enemy's "junk soldiers" and deliver crucial intelligence at a critical moment! In a duel between divine machines, the outcome may depend on a few seconds or a single message.

The Rust Belt must be fought for, not only because it is an important energy export station, but also because it is the flank of the main battlefield. Whoever can control it will be able to form a double-teaming situation against the opponent's main force.

Horton relished the experience of engaging his opponents in complex terrain, believing it highlighted his exceptional tactical talent and overall vision. Charon's orcs were indeed exceptional, but so what? They were merely a stepping stone on his path to success!

"In area 18, the Minos Knights suffered heavy damage, including at least three one-star engines and one two-star engine."

"Nearby teams provided support, destroying two one-star engines and one two-star engine. One of our Predator Titans was severely damaged."

"Troops continue to advance. New engines have been discovered in areas 16, 19, and 20. The number and model are unknown." Message after message streamed across the internal network. Faced with the flood of binary information, Holden remained remarkably calm. Whether his Titans secured new engines or others were injured and forced to withdraw from the battle, he remained remarkably composed. He was like a hunter, searching for the largest and most lethal fighter jet!

"This shouldn't be happening. The fighting is happening in secondary areas. They should know our target is the power station, and the fighting is happening far away," Horton muttered, not sure if he was communicating with his superiors or just talking to himself. "It's impossible for them to be outflanking us. The orcs' attacks have been contained, but they're still attacking. This isn't normal."

"During the battle, we gained the upper hand, but some squadrons began pursuing the enemy. In order to kill more engines, they strayed from the attack axis, and our originally neat formation gradually became dispersed..."

"And this is dangerous!" Looking at the battle situation projected into his consciousness, Horton suddenly realized that some of his Titan squads were already a little far away from the main force. In this case, the orcs' next step would be either to destroy the Titan squads far away from the main force, or to set their sights on himself!

"Disengage them and withdraw quickly! Also, we must immediately head to Area 21, the perfect place for a large number of Titans to pass! If they're going to attack us, the main force will definitely go there! Send a message to the Dragon Slayer and Dagger Squadrons, telling them to join us in Area 21! Control the main passage!" In an instant, Horton realized the severity of the situation. The three main battle Titans sprang into action, their massive mechanical legs crushing the debris on the ground. Various devices enabled them to walk on the ground without sinking into it. The Sword of Glory led the way, plunging headfirst into the unexplored and undiscovered war smoke.

Entering the unknown is dangerous, but sometimes it is necessary. However, this time, Horton's perception and a certain existence in the dark helped him!

Visibility in Area 21 was terrible, not only because of the dust, the corrosive fog formed by the evaporation of coolant, and the spreading flames and smoke, but also because of some unknown sorcery. Powerful psychic energy blanketed the area, and this psychic energy released by the orcs caused the Titan's detection equipment to decrease in efficiency.

The raging flames and various corrosive gases hit the hull of the Sword of Glory. Horton didn't dare to open the void shield at all, because at this time, when the multi-layer void shield of the Sword of Glory was opened, it would be as dazzling as a bonfire in the night. If there were enemies around, he would definitely become the first target of concentrated fire!

"At 2 o'clock, 7000 meters straight, three buildings behind, there's a target. Kill him!" Suddenly, a clear message emerged from the torrent of data on the confidential tactical data link. For a moment, Horton was stunned. He had no idea where the information came from, or if it was accurate, so he couldn't make a judgment.

However, the warning signs he had gained from the battlefields for so long made him urgently need to make a decision. The enemy was approaching. This was an intuition. Even the spirit of the Sword of Glory became restless. He had to make a decision because, at this time, not making a decision would be the most dangerous!

"At 2 o'clock, within 7000 meters, there are indeed three buildings blocking my line of fire. This is correct." Cold sweat dripped down Horton's head. He was trying his best to verify the information. Obviously, most of the other party's information was accurate, but he didn't know if there was really an enemy behind it!

"The Loyalist, transfer the energy to the shield. I will complete the first round of salvo attack. After I complete the attack, you will take my place!" Horton made a decision. The huge Titan, the Sword of Glory, quickly adjusted its status. The two heavy triple-mounted turbo-charged laser cannons on its arms and the War-Lovers volcanic cannon on its head were aimed at the distance at the same time. The servants next to it quickly set the shooting elements. When the energy like a tide was extracted from the plasma reactor, the first roar of the God's Machine broke out on the battlefield of Area 21!

Flames and beams hotter than the sun swept across, easily burning all obstacles in their path to ash. Then, like the deadly dart of a mythical god, they struck a working device where over 80 psychic warriors were casting a spell around a circle. The death beams descended from the sky, instantly reducing everything within a few hundred meters to ash! Numerous psychics and surrounding orcs were slain in an instant, their souls reverberating through reality and the Warp, causing a massive shockwave. Even with the protection of the Void Shield, many felt a tingling sensation on their scalps. Orcs within dozens of kilometers suffered even more severe headaches, with the unfortunate ones suffering brain explosions.

"Hmph, you want to play psychic games with me?" Hundreds of kilometers away, Balder had a sneer on his face. He noticed the psychic fog covering Area 21 and knew its location, but psychic battles had something in common with other battles, that is, to achieve the greatest results at the lowest possible cost. This time, Balder simply hid the existence of the Sword of Glory team, and then told Horton the information, thus eliminating all the troubles.

"What remains is a fair fight between the Titans. I'll participate. I have other things to do." The battlefield is vast, and there are many things going on. Balder can't keep his attention focused on a minor direction. Even a god can't keep his eyes on one of his followers. Moreover, Balder is still a long way from becoming a god.

"Oh Mecha God, the psychic fog has dissipated!" At this time, the Titan captains who had entered Area 21 discovered the dissipated psychic fog. The efficiency of the Titans' detection equipment instantly increased a lot. At this time, Horton had no time to praise a certain existence, because the auspicious instrument issued a shrill alarm, and several red dots suddenly appeared on the tactical projection.

"Prepare for engagement! Three engines spotted at 1 o'clock. Tell the Dragon Slayers to close in immediately!" Having just completed a salvo, the Sword of Glory had to retreat temporarily to allow its weapons to cool down. His tactics proved effective at this moment. The Loyalist Predator Titan, having arrived in position ahead of schedule, used its full shield output to block the enemy's initial attack. Meanwhile, the Steadfast Will seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack, its fierce firepower completely destroying a one-star Iron Titan. The first round of attacks concluded, with Holden's team clearly holding the upper hand, but the enemy was outnumbered.

"Turn on forced cooling!" With Horton's command, the coolant sprayers inside the Titan's reactor and guns sprang into action. Hundreds of kilograms of coolant were poured directly onto the scalding barrels and reactor walls, instantly vaporizing into puffs of smoke. Normally, this corrosive coolant wouldn't be allowed to directly contact the valuable Titan's critical components. But now, with the two battle Titans facing each other, at such close range, neither side could avoid the other. Only the victor could choose to continue fighting or leave the battlefield!

"Cannon cooldown complete!" As the gun's firing indicator light turned from red to green, the Sword of Glory once again aimed its guns at the distant target. Simultaneously, while rapidly exchanging data with the Steadfast Will, the two Titans simultaneously aimed their firepower at the foremost Ork engine.

"Concentrate fire! Take it down!" Instantly, the dazzling flash of the Titan salvos once again pierced the thick cloud of smoke and coolant shrouding Area 21. The Sword of Glory's two triple-mounted turbolasers instantly overloaded the target's shields, while the top-mounted War-Bearer's volcanic cannon pierced the upper body of the opposing ship. Nearby, the Steadfast Will's half-salvo also landed accurately on its target. Under the crossfire of the two Titans, the distant Ork Titan instantly transformed into a massive fireball. The explosion was so violent that it shredded all non-Titan-class targets within a one-kilometer radius.

The intense electromagnetic storm and disturbance generated by the explosion directly blocked both sides' detection equipment, temporarily halting the fierce battle between the two sides. The Orc Titans were more severely affected by the explosion and retreated on their own initiative. Horton also temporarily evacuated with his team.

"The Loyalist requests to withdraw from the battlefield," the attendant beside him said. Only then did Holden turn his attention to the comrade who had just taken the bullet for him. The Loyalist's twin turbolaser cannons had been destroyed. Its shield system was also destroyed, and the triple main gun on its left arm lay to the side, two of its barrels broken. The ship's hull was riddled with bullet holes, some of which had exposed the reactor casing protected by its heavy armor.

"Evacuation permitted. The Legion will remember the Loyalist's sacrifice." Holden nodded, approving the Loyalist's evacuation. Every Titan is different; even those of the same model will have some differences due to the tendencies of the Machine Spirit and manufacturing issues. The Loyalist's defining feature is its high-performance Void Shield, significantly more powerful than a Reaver Titan of the same caliber.

"Order all teams to assemble at my location and tell the Shadow Moon Wolf Legion to send more air forces into this area. I need the enemy's location information and provide sufficient air suppression." In the interval between battles, Horton quickly arranged the next battle, concentrated more troops, and deployed the formation at the same time. Through the pressure of support forces and air firepower, he forced the enemy to expose himself, interfere with the opponent, squeeze the opponent out of this area, or force the opponent to fight under unfavorable circumstances.

So, before the second round of Titan battles, swarms of Luna Wolves' Swordtail Fighters and Stormbirds descended upon the area. Normally, these smaller beasts posed little threat to true battle-class Titans. Stormbirds were at best comparable to Warhounds, and even with enhanced offensive weaponry, they were largely ineffective against a full complement of Marauder-class Ork Titans. However, with the Omega Battlegroup watching closely, the Ork Titan forces were in a difficult position.

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At this time, what the Mechanicus and the orcs could not have imagined was that the Shadow Moon Wolf Camp, which was originally only carrying out the suppression mission, now wanted to hunt down these giant beasts!

"This is Sejanus, calling Torgado, calling Garo. This is Sejanus, calling Torgado, calling Garo." Sejanus was sitting on the Stormrage Bear gunship and communicating with two colleagues.

"This is Torgathon." Torgathon was the first to respond to Sejanus' call.

Twenty minutes later, Garro finally responded to Sejanus. "Sorry, I was on cleaning duty and just had some free time."

The projections of the two were transmitted to the tactical display screen of the Stormrage. At this time, Torgaton was on the Bear gunship assigned to him, while Garo's background was in ruins.

"The Omega battle group is sending us a request. They want us to suppress some of the Orcs' Titan squadrons. I want to give it a try and hunt them down." Sejanus was eager to try.

"It's definitely not Warhound-class," Torgaddon said. In fact, in previous battles, using a large number of Stormbirds to concentrate firepower to destroy Warhound-class engines was quite common. Honestly, in the eyes of some Legion leaders, the gap between the top-tier Knight mechs and Warhound Titans was much smaller than the gap between Warhounds and Reavers... Indeed, in actual combat, Warhounds were more closely positioned than Knight mechs.

This positioning isn't just about tonnage, size, and weaponry, but also about purpose. The top-tier Domination Knights can mount two Volcano Lancers, along with six anti-Void Shield missiles mounted on their shoulders and brow. Domination Knights have some anti-Titan capabilities, while also being war machines tasked with clearing out minor enemies. As for Warhounds, well, most Warhounds, when on duty, have one primary weapon dedicated to Titans and another dedicated to minor enemies. You can't expect a Titan to use Gatling bolts to defeat an opposing Titan... Configurations like the Gladius III with dual-armed turbolasers are rare.