It proved that the power of mortals was not weak at all; as long as their weapons and equipment were upgraded, their combat power would increase exponentially.
The two Chaos Warbands responsible for occupying Toulon Star were directly crippled by these mortal forces, their formations incomplete, and they could only retreat helplessly to Toulon Starport.
But even after retreating to Toulon Starport, they still faced the "terrifying bombardment of the Imperial Army" every day, with guided shells precisely hitting any place they hid. One must know that in the past, two Chaos Warbands would have been enough to slaughter the entire planet clean.
Now, they were driven into the Starport and dared not come out, relying entirely on the Starport's fortifications for defense. They initially worried that Napoleon, who had been transferred from Terra, might launch a general assault on them.
But almost two months had passed, and that short man in the tall hat sat in his office every day, or sat at the entrance of a still-operating restaurant on the street, only occasionally inspecting the front lines.
"Sure enough, is that little shorty just a pretty face?"
Such sentiments were rampant within the Chaos Forces, and many Chaos Cultists had begun to relax their vigilance, believing that the Imperial Army's three-pronged attack was over, and they were just waiting for Abaddon's main forces to arrive, at which point the Imperial Army would naturally collapse without a fight.
However... they didn't know that this was exactly what the "Corsican shorty" on the other side wanted them to believe... Night, near Toulon Starport.
Large numbers of Cadian Forces and two regiments of the Imperial Guard led by Napoleon stealthily approached Toulon Starport under the cover of night, with the first wave of attack being the most crucial.
Inside the Starport at this moment, the Chaos Traitor Army were reveling, and many Chaos Astartes were even slaughtering the lower Chaos Cultists for amusement.
Outside the Starport, Napoleon, leading the Imperial Guard and Cadian Forces, quietly approached. Cold order and iron discipline were like the footsteps of death, silent yet irresistible.
When Li Feng's order to come to this planet was received, Li Feng assigned a flight squadron to Napoleon, and during this time, Napoleon had hidden this flight squadron very well. Even the area around the military airport was completely blockaded by the Imperial Guard, and the entire airport's airspace was covered by a huge canopy. Airplanes and pilots had to stay in the hangar every day and were not allowed to show their faces.
However, this was their time to shine; they had to use an aerial assault to catch them off guard in one go.
At this moment, the Soldiers had already reached the outskirts of the Starport, ready to charge in at any moment. Napoleon stood on an open-top jeep, looking at the Starport not far away with binoculars. He then picked up the radio.
"We have activated IR devices. Pay attention to friend or foe identification."
In the sky, four Su-34 fighter-bombers, modified for 40K, were flying at high speed at low altitude towards the Starport. At this moment, the lead pilot replied:
"Sir, we will reach the combat zone in two minutes. Notify the brothers to take cover; the big one is coming."
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