On the orbital battlefield of Cadia, the Imperial Fleet's overwhelming advantage was gradually dismantling the Chaos Forces' support network.
As the emperors lash battleship, commanded by Li Feng, and its accompanying dual-carrier battle groups continuously engaged in combat, the Chaos Fleet had completely lost any chance of turning the tide.
The fighter squadrons on each carrier were equipped with the latest heavy anti-ship missiles. These missiles were not only extremely fast but also possessed adaptive target-tracking capabilities, specifically designed to tear through the thick shields and armor of Chaos ships.
Abaddon stood on the bridge of his flagship, the vengeful spirit, his face grim. His Chaos Lords anxiously reported news of their collapse in various war zones:
"Lord Abaddon, the enemy carrier fleet's strike operations have once again successfully cut off our supply lines. Our fleet has suffered heavy casualties, and we cannot break through their anti-air coverage!"
"Also... Perturabo is requesting ammunition replenishment; his forces are in a desperate situation," an adjutant carefully added.
Abaddon's fury burned in his chest. He knew that the current predicament was not due to his intentional delay, but rather the Imperial Fleet's crushing superiority, which left the Chaos Fleet powerless to spare forces to support other front lines.
"Tell Perturabo that once he breaks through the Imperial front line, I will naturally give him ammunition!" Abaddon responded coldly, but he knew this was merely a stopgap measure to delay the worsening of the battle.
Meanwhile, Mortarion's Plague Fleet was also engaging the Imperial cruiser groups. Although his ships possessed special weapons with Warp corrosive capabilities, these methods appeared pale and ineffective under the long-range, precise firepower suppression of the Imperial battleships and cruisers.
One anti-ship missile after another penetrated the Chaos ships' shields, accurately hitting critical points. A Chaos heavy cruiser split in two amidst successive explosions, its wreckage turning into scrap metal in space.
"We can no longer support the ground battlefield!" Mortarion watched the fleet loss data on the main screen, gritting his teeth and cursing under his breath.
Perturabo's anger had reached its peak. Faced with Abaddon and Mortarion's "cold treatment," he roared during a video call:
"You useless fools! The Imperium has suppressed you comprehensively in space combat, but that's no excuse! Without ammunition, are my Iron Warriors supposed to fight with their fists?"
Meanwhile, on the Imperial flagship, the emperors lash, tactical analysts on the bridge received intercepted fragments of Perturabo's communication.
Li Feng showed a scornful smile as he watched this scene.
"As expected," Li Feng said,
"Because of a certain yellow big guy who is half-hearted in family matters and military affairs, they and the Imperium have made no progress in military thought for ten thousand years. A group of primitives wielding the most advanced weapons, fighting with late 19th and early 20th-century tactics."
Li Feng stood in the center of the bridge, holding tactical command. His voice was deep but carried a convincing power:
"Continue to suppress the orbital battlefield. Maintain the sortie rhythm of the carrier battle group's aircraft, prioritizing attacks on Chaos transport ships and supply vessels, to completely sever their connections."
The fighter jets from the carriers formed a powerful air combat formation, each round of attack bringing devastating results. The coordinated operations of the dual-carrier battle groups made it impossible for the Chaos Fleet to form an effective counterattack.
On the surface of Cadia, the vanguard of the Imperial Guard had already torn through the Chaos defenses, with armored forces piercing into the enemy's heartland like a sharp knife.
Perturabo watched as the battle completely collapsed. He attempted to gather his remaining forces to launch a desperate counterattack against the Imperium. However, every one of his actions was exposed by the Imperium's powerful reconnaissance network.
At this moment, the ground commander, Reinhard, calmly issued orders: "Concentrate fire, cut off the enemy's connections, and completely isolate them one by one."
In the sky, the roar of Imperial fighter jets sounded again. Precision-guided bombs, like the scythe of death, continued to harvest the remaining Chaos Forces.
Meanwhile, the Imperial cruiser fleet launched its final round of saturation strikes against the Chaos ships in orbit.
Abaddon and Mortarion exchanged glances on the screen, ultimately choosing to order a retreat. They knew that if they did not leave, the entire Chaos Fleet would be in danger of complete annihilation.
And when Perturabo tried to contact Abaddon for support, he only received a cold response: "Don't rush! I'm thinking of a way!"
The outcome of the Battle of Cadia was already decided. The Imperium, with its powerful modern combat system and unparalleled logistical capabilities, completely dismantled the Chaos offensive.
Just as Abaddon was preparing to implement a delaying tactic, bad news arrived... "Sir! The Space Wolves, White Scars, Claws of the Stars, and Dark Angels have launched a boarding action against us!"
...Thirty minutes ago, on the emperors lash battleship.
At this time, Space Marine from four Space Marine Chapters and Li Feng's Imperial Guard Marines were preparing for a boarding action. This time, they would fight alongside Li Feng's Imperial Guard Marines to capture the vengeful spirit.
Li Feng then arrived at the preparation platform, and everyone looked at him.
On the preparation platform of the emperors lash battleship, amidst the flickering lights, hundreds of Imperial Guard Marines, Space Marine, and elite Adeptus Mechanicus Soldiers were fully equipped and ready.
The atmosphere was solemn, but the eyes of everyone revealed determined fighting spirit.
Li Feng stepped onto the combat platform, fully armed in a tactical vest with a "Punisher" morale patch.
His weapons were a "Spade Ace" plasma hand cannon at his waist and a tactical assault rifle.
When Li Feng appeared in the center of the platform, all the Soldiers and warriors automatically parted, their gazes focused on him.
He scanned the entire platform, his voice firm and full of power:
"The vengeful spirit, that is Abaddon's flagship, and Abaddon is the The Galaxy / Milky Way's number one enemy!"
Li Feng paused, his gaze like a knife sweeping over every Soldier preparing to engage in battle.
"Our objective is clear! Capture the vengeful spirit! Capture Abaddon alive!"
The Soldiers shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens: "Capture the vengeful spirit! Capture Abaddon alive!!"
Li Feng took the mission brief handed to him by the orderly, reconfirming the tactical plan.
"The landing party will assault in three routes to seize key positions on the vengeful spirit, suppressing Chaos resistance. The Space Marine are responsible for the frontal breakthrough, the Marines for clearing compartments, and the Adeptus Mechanicus for controlling the main engine room and power systems. The mission of the Chapter Masters present is to head straight for the bridge and confront Abaddon directly!"
At this moment, Azrael of the Dark Angels, with a murderous aura, walked up to Li Feng and knelt on one knee in a knight's salute, bowing slightly: "Your Excellency! Today's victory will be written into Imperial history, and the Dark Angels will bring you victory."
On the other side, Jaghatai Khan stroked his small mustache: "I thought... it would be my mother... father leading the team."
Meanwhile, Konrad Curze and a man whose face was hidden by a helmet were preparing for a boarding action. Boarding that Ship of Dread was enough for those two.
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