Overwhelming artillery fire.
Dense barrages struck the rain-like Tyranid drop pods, exploding into large patches of viscous meat paste directly above Sith.
The platform with the best view on the Tower Top.
Sith watched the relatively safe sky above his head, withdrew his gaze from the network of fire woven by the anti-aircraft guns, and looked toward the distant firmament.
There, the Tyranid Swarm fleet, casting an endless shadow over the land, was lowering a multitude of tentacles from space, desperately sucking away the scarce biomass of Omiya III.
And under the distant sky, there was an unceasing stream of drop pods.
After these pods landed, they eventually converged into an ocean of Tyranid Swarm.
And at this moment, this Tyranid Swarm covering the entire planet was launching relentless assaults from every direction towards Sith.
On the boundless trench-filled land, countless lasers and artillery fire roared in every corner of the front line.
The roar of the cannons razed every lost trench filled with the Tyranid Swarm to the ground, along with the last of the defenders who had not yet managed to escape.
Then, the positions that had just been cleared by artillery fire could not be retaken by humanity in time before being filled again by the wave after wave of the Tyranid Swarm behind them.
Then came the next trench, the next artillery barrage.
"The fleet has hidden in the gas planet's ring system and can launch a strike to cover our evacuation at any time."
"The repairs to the Sword-class are also progressing smoothly; it will be fully repaired by tomorrow at the latest."
Yuwa's hurried voice rang out from behind Sith. As she approached him, her gaze caught a glimpse of the scene on the land below.
Just by looking at the surging Tyranid Swarm composed entirely of chitin, which was overflowing over the towering mountains in the distance, Yuwa's face instantly turned pale.
Forcing herself to look away from the fear, she tried her best not to look at the front line facing this frenzy.
Facing Sith, who still maintained a calm exterior, Yuwa gritted her teeth and asked, "Has the Navigator promised by those Rogue Traders not arrived yet?"
Sith finally reacted, turned to look at the terrified and desperate Yuwa, and then calmly withdrew his gaze: "Hold on until the end; if it really doesn't work out, we'll board the ship and make a blind jump."
Sith did not place his hopes entirely on this group of unreliable merchants. Upon hearing this, although a blind jump was also very dangerous, at least it could temporarily get them away from this terrifying Tyranid Swarm, and her expression improved slightly.
Then, glancing once more at the biological behemoths casting shadows from the sky, Yuwa took a deep breath and turned to leave: "I'll go check the ammunition supply again."
Ignoring Yuwa, Sith remained standing in a conspicuous place on the high ground, watching the front lines that were being breached at every moment, although he continued to project a calm exterior to the outside world.
But deep down, his heart was bleeding; after all, even his own Black Watch had already suffered several losses fighting until now.
While Sith was holding on as best he could, in the void far from Omiya III, a violent Warp fluctuation suddenly tore open a rift.
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