Chapter 70 Mortal miracles, insult to demigods
The power of the explosive core was enough to melt ceramite, and dozens of mines exploded in a chain. The mere impact caused the Astartes' armor to melt, revealing the mutated and twisted skin.
But this was not a good thing. The explosion was too powerful, causing chain explosions and pushing away many Astartes who had not yet stepped into the core of the fire. If it were not for the annoying magnetic field in this world, it would be best to switch to manual detonation.
But this kind of power is not completely bad, at least it is extremely deterrent, and Alan Bayer discovered that the radio under the interference of the vague magnetic field seems to be normal?
From this point of view, although the specially-made mines have emptied the Dark Age entity ammunition except for energy weapons such as atomic weapons, in order to send the entire group of traitors to meet the Chaos Gods, the maximum firepower of the 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment has been used. All clean.
Nowadays, there are only a small number of plasma guns and melta, and elemental weapons can still be a sufficient threat to space warriors, but it is also good to regain communication capabilities.
And when Vengar, the commander of the Red Angel, used his superhuman thoughts to check the battle situation, he also discovered that there were an astonishing number of battle brothers in countless large pits on the ground.
Almost instantly, the command centers of both sides made a judgment that this time the Imperial Guard won...
In the command room behind the trench, the staff officer wiped the sweat from his forehead. He never thought that mortal troops could embarrass those Chaos Space Marines so much.
"Are those guys who are not afraid of heavy bombs really dead?"
Alan Beyer appeases his former boss. "Dead, they are not immortal. Astartes can also be killed. You have witnessed it more than once, haven't you?"
"No, no, no, you also saw their firepower just now. The accuracy of their movements is far beyond what humans can do. I hope they are dead, but I still can't believe it." The staff officer was uneasy and wary of the battlefield, because Witnessing the scene where the Space Marines massacred the soldiers just now, one really wonders whether these monsters will die.
When what the Space Marines represent is reversed, they cause even more damage to their compatriots than any alien. Those damn betrayals fill their souls, making them forget who made their armor and who their hearts are installed for. .
But Alan Bayer knew very well that those traitors were definitely not immortal, so he immediately gave the order.
"People with melta, plasma, and elemental weapons boarded Chimera armored vehicles and went to suppress the enemy! They are not space warriors, not heroes, and those things now are just maggots who have forgotten the favor of the Empire!"
"Prepare your weapons and bring everything you have. I swear, this is dangerous, but I also know that the people with those weapons have probably experienced the greenskin wars in this world."
"They will not be crazier than One-Eye, nor will they be much more powerful. The Emperor's light is by our side, get on the handlebars and bid farewell to those disgusting traitors!"
Every word is heart-breaking. If those traitors heard the content of the communication, they would be so ashamed that they would like to dig a hole and bury it in them. Because they betrayed for the sake of strong power, but now they can't deal with the Imperial Guards, whom they have never respected, and even now they have to Suppressed by them!
This is a word that is only used for aliens, alien creatures or primitive things in the world. Now it is used on the most glorious creation of the empire, and the people in the major companies naturally smile knowingly.
The most painful part of the war is over, now it’s time to suppress them!
The buzz of the Chimera armored vehicle appeared, which was the chorus of the engine shrine, but this plan was not actually in Alan Bair's mind, because he had never thought that the legendary Space Marines were so... useless?
He still felt miserable for the three thousand dead compatriots, but he couldn't help but comment that the enemies he encountered didn't seem that scary.
The Chimera's mobile combat was undoubtedly inspired by a certain second lieutenant that Alan Bayer didn't like. Now he holds his favorite gun, the relic pistol and the hell gun. To be honest, he can't pronounce them. Professional models or something.
But they are loyal, just like me, and this is enough. Not many Chimera armored vehicles were dispatched this time, because the number of people with those weapons was only 30 to 40. Three units were dispatched, but they seemed empty, but they were absolutely deadly. Absolutely terrible.
The three Chimeras used their tracks to run over the bridge prepared for the tanks in the trenches, and left amid the excited shouts of the Imperial Guard. Alan Bair became interested and shared one with the staff, even sitting in the driving seat.
“Is the empire’s beautiful design just to give them TM red paint and horns?”
Alan Bair cursed, his pistol stretched out the window, and under the cover of the roaring bombs of the Chimera, with amazing accuracy, he used the melt mode to burn the heart of a Space Marine, but there were multiple hearts. Superman is not dead, he just looks at his empty body in a daze.
Because those traitorous supermen have not yet "awakened", they still feel that the scenes they saw, the exploded armors, are hallucinations caused by their excessive use of stimulants, even the pain, so they still resist shooting.
However, the firepower has weakened. The two hundred men now only have half of the original firepower. They are exhausted just to deal with the mortals in the trenches. Moreover, the energy generated by the explosion temporarily dispersed the magnetic field within this range. Now the radio of the Astra Militarum is all the time. There are tens of millions of messages conveyed.
And what this represents is the suffocating and intensive cooperation of the Imperial Guard, especially such a battle-hardened unit whose commanders are all captains who have experienced the terrible Greenskin War.
In Alan Bayer's words, he has never fought such a clear war in his life. When the communication is good, the 1st EOD team can send a message to the westernmost team, and the farthest team can rely on the message to carry out strikes.
It is not that bolt bombs and beams cannot kill Space Marines, but they require a large amount of concentrated fire. However, Space Marines have powerful firepower and can easily kill soldiers spitting out fire tongues. However, if it is cross fire, Space Marines will also have to drink.
And the platoon at the edge was using all its firepower to shoot at the Space Marines who were asked to attack from both sides. The traitor in the jet-black armor, the corners of his power armor were now beaten to pieces, and he was running around like a rat.
But the platoon leader here still looked unhappy and complained to his soldiers.
"Ah, the Lieutenant Colonel plagiarized my tactics. He denied it and I didn't even say that he might use it!"
Then he kept shouting to his soldiers. "I should be in the car too! That green-skinned lieutenant colonel played a trick on me!"
A noncommissioned officer next to him said while wiping the muzzle of his overheated laser gun. "Boss, you have been assigned the dormitory toilet by the lieutenant colonel for three months. Stop talking, I'm afraid you will have to live there in the future..."
The ensign continued to read. "Green skin, green skin, green skin, green skin..."
On the battlefield, the green-skinned boss Alan Bair shouted. "For the Emperor! Shoot them, shoot them! Don't worry about the damage to the Chimera, boy... Well, as long as the soldiers are not dead!"
"Pay attention to the roundabout maneuvers, that is, turning in circles, those stupid big guys are almost like Ogryns!"
The radios responded in unison. "Yes, boss!"
The people here are all veterans, and they will not be as rigid as the new guys. In theory, the new recruits should pay royalties to Alan Bayer for this set of tactics, because he used it during the Greenskin War!
If there is no armored firepower, use people, and if there is no defense, use mobility. This is not the first day. People can even invent evil things like promethium grenades without weapons!
Colorful beams of energy, melt, and plasma shoot out like a rainbow. Although the accuracy is not very good, three Chimeras can vaporize a Chaos traitor every seven or eight seconds.
As for the anti-armor power of Chaos, they not only have it, but they even have many. The melta gun used by the Space Marines can evaporate the Chimera with two shots. The charge overload mode of the plasma gun is even more powerful, but they cannot hit it.
The reason is simple. They have no command and just rely on their personal ability to fire. Although accurate, they cannot bypass the maneuverability, the speed of the car, and the firepower sprayed from it, all of which are hindering them, and the persistence of plasma and hot melt. Some are even the focus of care.
Chimera pilots will also be aware of keeping a distance from them, which is why the Space Marine tactical team is required to arrange bolters, and heavy heavy guns like storm bolters cannot be carried due to the rainforest environment.
The Imperial Guard is protecting Gondwa VI, and why isn’t Gondwa VI protecting them?
If it weren't for the dense rainforest, Catachan's detection and killing would be useless, and the heavy Astartes plasma guns and storm bolters would surprise them.
But in the rainforest where any communication method is ineffective and it is difficult to move forward, the weight of the Space Marines alone is enough to slow down their progress, not to mention bringing a heavy weapon that is difficult to maintain?
The Astra Militarum who fight life and death in this world are all accustomed to the forest terrain, and the large number of birds in the forest also make the rats that breed in trench warfare easy to catch.
The accommodation was even quite comfortable. If Krieger knew that the birds here were so good at catching mice, he would have kept dozens of them.
The small advantages gradually accumulated, and a miracle was born, a miracle in which the mortal body forced the Space Marines to despair, and such a situation may only occur a few times in thousands of years.
Now the traitors also know that it is not an illusion. The enemy really exists and is stronger than they imagined. There are many more conspiracies and tricks. When their battle brothers die due to those strange weapons, only those bastards who feel that they are supreme feel to fear.
They couldn't help praying to the Chaos Gods for blessing, and then continued to fire, firing in a chaotic manner, but what awaited him were the explosive bombs in the position, the plasma and melt on the Chimera, not a miracle.
Because a miracle has occurred, the hammer of the God Emperor wants to settle the past with the traitors, that is, the blood of their brothers and the flesh of their compatriots stained on their bodies.
The power armor that protected them crumbled, the tens of thousands of common men in the Imperium who had shaped it and now taken it away from them, their beloved bolter cease fire, the weapons that had once protected their brethren, now corrupted.
The hot and humid wind on Gondvar VI was like the kiss of death. Many Space Marines who joined Chaos for power began to wonder, was it wrong for them to pursue their master?
But soon this feeling was replaced by a strong feeling, because they realized that their honor and pride were being crushed by mortals...
This is something they can't bear, but in reality, defeat has been decided...
Until a Chimera suddenly made a jamming sound, the engine shrine was overwhelmed, and there was an impressive war cry.
The former Red Angel, Veengar has landed in the mortal world. He is not here to save the world, but to destroy his compatriots!
His huge body used the fastest speed to jam the front wheel of the Chimera, and the chain sword was stuck in the middle of the cage, causing the Chimera to let out an overwhelmed scream. The machine soul was furious!
But how could Weingar be afraid of the soul of a mere armored car!
He kicked hard, and the deflected Chimera twisted and crashed into the towering tree in the forest. The maneuver failed, and the people inside fell like beans in a jar, up and down, which was extremely ugly.
Those who had the sense to open the Chimera's back room immediately saw countless Chaos traitors, servants wearing noble uniforms, and former Iron Guards...
A fierce battle was about to break out, but Veengar ignored the mortal battle. He looked at the brothers who were beaten to pieces and even suffered serious armor losses, showing a very angry expression.
But this time, the backbones of those Chaos warriors were really broken. They understood that to win, they must have commanders, not individualism.
Although they have not yet recognized the abilities of the former Red Angel, they still opened their communicators. Several former Space Marine sergeants swore in the name of their squad to obey the orders of Vengar, the Red Corsair Captain.
"In the name of the gods of subspace, we swear to you that we will always be loyal to your command..."
Veengar felt as if his body had different powers. He looked at the brothers with their heads lowered, then used his explosive bombs to smash the heads of the mortals in the trench to vent his emotions, and then commanded those things above.
"Now do as I say, a group of three, two bolters, one plasma gunner, or melta."
"Enter the forest, the bunker, and don't get close to the trench area where the mines are still there. We retreat, but remember, this retreat is not because of me, but because of your arrogance and stupidity."
"I have requested the support of Valtex from my lord, and the dreadnoughts carried by the veterans are ready for orbital airdrop."
"Next time we attack, I want you to regain your honor!"
The Chaos Space Marines answered in unison, as if they were one person. They formed an array and covered each other. Alan Bair was eager to save his old comrades, but he did not care to continue to take detours, allowing the remaining Chimera to give priority to support and be surrounded by the enemy's human troops. soldiers.
In orbit, Valtex, who was arranging the Dreadnought Mecha and awakening the battle veterans inside, bowed to his master.
"My lord, why did you come to the armory today?"
The giant body, the powerful tyrant, ripped off the sleeping substance input pipeline of the fearless mecha. "Don't let my comrades sleep for too long. It's bad for the brain. Now half of my plan is completed. The remaining half is to change the name of this world."
"New Badab, how about it?"
And this is the plan of the Black Heart King. Once he was only a leader at the chapter level, now he will get a sector.
How could he rule such a vast place if his soldiers still only obeyed his orders? He is adapting to decentralization. Even if such a situation will lead to losses, even serious losses, he needs a right arm that can conquer the empire more than losses.
With Valtex on his left, the dimensional blacksmith, and Vengar on his right, the second lieutenant and captain, the Blackheart King is now even more powerful. Next, he only needs to see how his warriors, the remaining one hundred space warriors, conquer the world and let Gondvar VI becomes his garden.
The cheap meat bought online feels like it was synthesized by the Ministry of Military Affairs. It has no skin and is salted to keep it fresh. It tastes like meat, but it is full of water after frying. I have reason to suspect that it is for big heads. (Swearing)
(End of chapter)