Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 280

280. Chapter 279, The Phoenix’s Cold Fury

Fachers knew that he could not stay in the west of the continent forever, following the past plan, developing silently, slowly, and then sweeping the entire planet.

The new governor was different from the past. He quickly unified the east of the entire continent, and reunited the “Alliance” that was originally just a name into an entity.

Even further.

The “Alliance” is not worthy of its name. How can its unified situation be like an “Alliance”?

It is simply a centralized regime with high administrative efficiency!

And with what the governor did in the east of the continent, he will soon extend his claws.

She was ready, but she just hoped that the time would come as late as possible.

The later it is, the greater the power she can accumulate.

The leakage of intelligence is natural. Blackbird City is indeed an iron barrel, but it is not a completely closed space after all. As long as there is communication with the outside world in terms of materials and personnel, the leakage of the situation in the city is inevitable.

She also knew that she could not win.

If she had to deal with only Gu Hang and the 25 million humans gathered in the East Continent, it would be fine.

But she had to face the Human Empire.

There would be the Star Army and the Imperial Navy, and they were endless.

But what if she couldn’t win?

In her mind, there was an extremely clear voice:

“Let more humans participate in the glorious evolution.”

This was the goal.

The bombing of the Imperial Navy was something she had prepared for.

Some of the most important production capacity had been moved to the central city area protected by energy shields as much as possible; another part was dug into the underground part of the city and stuffed in.

For those that could not be moved, the density of production lines in the outer city areas was also reduced as much as possible, so as not to make it particularly dense.

This also limited the destructive power caused by the orbital firepower that fell from the sky.

The orbital bombing lasted for almost a day. The Blade Tiger frigate sent thousands of energy, live ammunition, and missiles to the surface, almost turning the entire outer city area of Blackbird City into ruins. All that could be seen was a sea of fire.

But Iron Fachers remained calm.

Her cold eyes flashed with lightning; her brain, which had been reorganized into a command + logic thinking mode, coldly calculated the losses.

The production capacity of Blackbird City was lost by about 27% under the bombing on this day.

The loss was certainly not small, but not fatal.

The sharp blade tiger in the sky had also stopped attacking – their ammunition was exhausted.

At the same time, part of Iron’s consciousness went far beyond the scope of Blackbird City and connected to the five missile launch bases scattered outside the city and throughout the west of the continent.

Those places were also continuously firing.

The first wave of 120 intercontinental cruise missiles was just an appetizer.

In the past long period of time, Blackbird Heavy Industry has produced a total of more than 4,000 intercontinental cruise missiles.

She planned to launch all of these missiles within eight days.

You have orbital bombardment, I have intercontinental missiles;

you have air defense interception, I have energy shields and early industrial evacuation…

hurt each other.

…

Anatol’s heart was filled with rage.

Before setting off, he and his fighting brothers were in the monastery, conducting routine training and prayer.

He saw with his own eyes the whistling intercontinental missiles bombarding Weixing City and Fuxing City.

Although most of the first wave was intercepted, Blackbird Heavy Industries continued to launch missile attacks on the Alliance at a frequency of almost four waves of missiles per hour.

The main targets were still many large cities, among which Fuxing City and Weixing City were the two political and industrial cores.

The Alliance’s air defense system, those anti-aircraft “reflectors” that had never been used since they were created, had never been as busy as they are now.

The light waves that flew madly into the sky blew up those missiles one by one, but there would always be fish that slipped through the net.

He was very worried about his parents.

Although, after becoming the angel of the Emperor and the Governor, he had not yet gone back to see his parents who had fled from the Qinggu area; the veterans and predecessors in the regiment always warned them to cut off the emotions and concerns of the past when they were mortals. Their whole body and mind have been devoted without reservation. They have become angels of death. No matter how mortal they are, they should not have mortal emotions and thoughts.

Anato told himself so.

But he soon realized that there was no need to be so extreme.

His mission was to bring destruction to the enemies of the Empire, the enemies of the Alliance, and the enemies of the Governor; to protect mankind, the Empire, and the Alliance.

His parents were of course also citizens of the Empire and the Alliance, and there was no conflict between the two.

The missiles flying from the west, the threat to his parents and family, and their harm to the Alliance, were not contradictory at all, and even completely overlapped.

This made him extremely angry.

He was extremely eager to bring the fire of death to those enemies who dared to destroy what he was determined to protect with everything.

And he would have this opportunity soon.

The wind falcons of the Alliance Air Force quickly landed at the Phoenix Monastery. And their regiment leader also appeared in front of them. There was

no need for pre-war mobilization, no need to say a word, just a simple order, and the Space Marines boarded the speeder boats they were supposed to take.

The reason for not mobilizing is that the veterans don’t need to be told; the new recruits are all recruited from the Wrathful Star Alliance. For the enemies who dared to destroy their homes, the anger in the hearts of the warriors not only does not need to be agitated, but it needs to be slightly reduced to avoid the warriors from acting impulsively.

All the Space Marines were divided into five teams.

The current Phoenix Regiment actually has a total of more than fifty people. However, there are still a dozen of them whose superhuman organs are not mature; there are also a dozen whose organs are mature, but there are not enough power armor for them to wear.

In the end, there were only 27 people who wore power armor and were really useful.

Captain Martins, Reverend Rizzo, and two other veterans each led a team of five people to a location. The mission objective was to destroy the missile silo there.

There was no need to worry about the team led by veterans. But including Martins and Rizzo, there were only four old guys in total, and there was no way to spare a fifth person to lead the team.

Therefore, the fifth team must be led by a new recruit.

Anato was the chosen temporary team leader. His team was the largest among the five teams, with seven warriors.

Before departure, Chapter Master Martins and Priest Rizzo called him out alone and had a good talk.

The Priest was fine. Anato could clearly see that although the Chapter Master had a serious and cold face, he was still nervous and worried in his words.

Although Anato had not experienced the glorious period of the Chapter, nor the painful Expedition of Atonement, he had read the history of the Chapter from the library preserved in the monastery. The

Phoenix, which had only four people at the lowest number, almost died. Even now, it has not recovered much. In such a large Chapter, there are only 27 serious warriors, which is still very few and weak.

Therefore, the Chapter Master does not want the Chapter to suffer any losses, which is why he is nervous.

The other four teams were led by veterans and had some support. His team, which was composed of new recruits, was the most likely to have problems.

Anato fully understood the concerns of the Chapter Master, and because of this, he also understood the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

He forced himself to calm down from his anger – not to suppress his anger, but to keep his head in his anger. He promised the Chapter Master and the Chief Priest that he would bring every brother back safely on the basis of completing the mission.

He promised so and was about to do so.

He didn’t want to disappoint the Chapter Master, let alone the Governor.

At the same time, he could also realize that if this battle was successful, it would establish his position in the Chapter. In the future, the Chapter will definitely continue to expand, and the Chapter will always need new non-commissioned officers, company commanders, and even honor guards or Chapter Champions. And he needs to win more honors for his future and lay a foundation for his resume.

With this mentality, he and his brothers spent more than ten hours on the Wind Falcon.

During this time, through the window, he could still see missiles with tail flames, heading towards them and passing by.

He knew that those missiles were all heading for his hometown. With each missile, his anger accumulated a little more, but at the same time, he became calmer.

Finally, they arrived at their destination.

Three Wind Falcons launched a wave of ship-borne missiles from a distance, bombing the target location; then, the speed attack boats began to slow down and lower their altitude.

After a while, when Anato could vaguely see the situation on the ground through the window, the machine guns and beam cannons carried by the Wind Falcons began to show their power.

But at this moment, there was also some long-range firepower on the ground, such as anti-aircraft guns, firing into the sky, but the accuracy was relatively average and the firepower density was also average.

The three Wind Falcons were hit a few times, but it was not a big problem. The caliber of these anti-aircraft guns was not very fierce.

While firing, the entire aircraft began to descend rapidly.

When it was more than ten meters above the ground, the hatch opened and the Space Marines jumped down.

Anato was in mid-air, and in the seconds before landing, he quickly looked around and quickly grasped the expected landing position of each teammate.

Then, after landing on the ground, he raised his grenade launcher and fired at an anti-aircraft firepower point about 200 meters away, suppressing the threat to the slowing Feng Falcon.

At the same time, he kept talking:

“Larsen, Kuvas, 300 meters at the 12 o’clock position, that bunker is your task! Magnussen, Kritiens, 400 meters at the 3 o’clock direction, you two go! Everyone else, follow me and advance slowly in front, and support both sides at any time!”

He gave orders in an orderly manner. The seven-man team was divided into three, and the target was the bunker group in front.

This was the first problem they had to face.

The Blackbirds protected their own missile silos very tightly.

Around the missile silos, the Phoenixes faced a group of bunkers.

Dozens of bunkers that were half embedded in the ground and half exposed surrounded the core area of the missile silos tightly.

There were at least 11 bunkers in the direction of the Phoenix fighters’ attack.

These bunkers were staggered at a distance of about 100 to 200 meters, and some modified people were guarding them.

These modified people, with the help of solid fortifications, put up a tenacious resistance.

At first, their attention was mainly attracted by the wind falcon in the sky, and machine guns and rifles shot at the wind falcon quickly.

When the speed was reduced to drop the Space Marines, the wind falcon was still easier to hit.

The bullets hit the armor of the wind falcon with a clang. Although none of them were shot down, they still did not dare to stay any longer, so they had to speed up immediately, pull higher and farther.

After driving away the wind falcon, they turned their firepower to the Space Marines.

But at this time, the Phoenixes had already taken advantage of the short window when their attention was just attracted by the wind falcon, and rushed forward a long way!

The running speed of the Space Marines was so fast that it exceeded their imagination – oh, these modified people no longer had the thing called “imagination”. To be precise, it exceeded the combat logic model in their minds.

The two sides began to shoot at each other at a distance of less than 100 meters.

Logically, the modified people should have an absolute advantage. They were more in number, hiding in the bunker, with only a shooting window exposed, while the Space Marines on the opposite side had to rush towards them on the open ground without any cover.

However, the facts were completely the opposite.

When they decided to concentrate their firepower and eliminate the three people who came closest to them first, they found that the bullets they fired were like water guns. Obviously, they fired a lot, and many of them hit the target, but they could only slow down the speed of the three red-armored warriors.

And the counterattack from the opposite side arrived.

Anato turned sideways, deliberately using a large area of shoulder armor to block the upper part of the bullets; he retracted his forearm to protect his armpit and hold the gun by the way. The bullets hit him with a clang, causing his body to tremble slightly. But he withstood the force well, taking a steady step forward, aiming accurately, and pulling the trigger of the grenade launcher.

Although his body was shaking a little because of the bullets, and because the shooting window left by the opponent’s bunker was relatively small, he still fired thirteen rounds of explosive shells accurately, and half of them hit the bunker.

This made the bunker silenced.

They did not foolishly take the beating, but moved quickly, using the silenced bunker to block the attacks of several fire points behind, avoiding the shooting range, and quickly moved forward to the empty bunker.

At this moment, after the three of them attracted most of the attention, the two two-man teams on both sides also successfully completed the task.

The three outermost bunkers were captured.

Next, all they needed to do was to continue advancing in the same way as before.

Anato thought it was very simple, like a drill, an armed outing.

Caution was necessary, but under the cold anger of the Phoenix, the defense set up by the Black Bird was not a threat.

(End of this chapter)