Chapter 535 Vashtor’s next plan
“Drive the industrial tractor up there, kill those damn monsters, and finally live a good life, which may be destroyed by those monsters!”< br>
A worker was holding an automatic gun. He yelled at the co-workers beside him. After hearing his words, his co-workers also started driving the industrial tractor. It was a huge machine. It was so big that it even dwarfed the Astartes. The worker who was accelerating the industrial tractor looked at the Chaos Astartes in front of him and roared crazily. His family had finally escaped from the bottom of the nest. He came out of the cesspool and received free medical treatment from the Morse Medical System. Now these guys actually want to destroy his life. Damn it! He would never let anything ruin his life.
He roared, ignoring the bombs fired at the cockpit. The industrial glass of the cockpit could block several bombs. He was not killed directly, and the Chaos Aspen in front of him Not so with Tate.
The huge body of the Industrial Tractor directly pressed on the Chaos Astartes. Chaos Astartes could have avoided it just now, but it chose to attack the Industrial Tractor. The pilot, and the surrounding militiamen also surrounded the Chaos Astartes. Although their attacks could not cause much damage to them, their fearlessness still hindered the movements of the Chaos Astartes. After all, These militiamen really dared to die together with the Chaos Astartes.
Under the tracked wheels dragged by the industry, the Chaos Astartes' power armor was shattered, and its body was directly suppressed. A militiaman rushed to the Chaos Astartes' head with quick eyesight and hands. On the top, he held an industrial plasma cutting machine, looked at the head of the Chaos Astartes with a smile, and then started cutting rapidly on its power armor.
The Chaos Astartes' helmet was quickly cut open under the industrial plasma cutter, and the Chaos Astartes' head was also cut in half by the industrial plasma cutter.
Such a Chaos Astartes was actually killed by a group of militiamen. After killing this Chaos Astartes, his morale also killed a Chaos Astartes. The Start then reached their peak, roaring to protect their own lives and fight to the death against the Chaos Astartes for the God-Emperor.
They carried the Chaos Astartes, and used chemicals to make explosives to carry the Chaos Astartes up to the sky. The Chaos Astartes were already numb, and the militiamen in the bottom hive were too strong. There were too many, no matter how many they killed, they would never be able to finish them off. They fought desperately to attack the Chaos Astartes, just to protect their own lives. Most of the workers were former residents of the Underhive, and they had seen the most chaotic situation in the Underhive. Time, Chaos Cult, Genestealers, Mutants, Gangsters, they no longer want their children to be trapped in that living hell, the fleet will not let their children live the life they once had.
“Foreman, give me a cigarette.”
At a street corner in a hive city, a worker looked at the foreman in front of him. He tied a bomb to himself and asked the foreman for a cigarette.
"Give..."
The foreman looked at the young man in front of him, who was also tying a bomb to his body. He looked at the young man's hands, and then stopped his own hands. He took out a cigarette from his chest pocket and handed it to the young man. The foreman's expression was a bit strange, because in his impression, this young man did not know how to smoke.
"Hey, hey, uncle, I didn't bring a lighter, light the cigarette, and use this to light the bomb when the time comes."
The young man looked at the foreman, he smiled, and then turned to him Explained why he wanted to smoke.
"Get out of here, we have to go up first."
The foreman looked at the young man, slapped him on the head, and said angrily, he didn't want this young man to go up. , they have more than 20 old people here, there is no way they would let this child go up there to die first. You know, this child is the only one in their district who has a reserve quota for the Planetary Defense Force. If these monsters hadn't invaded, this child should have gone there. The Planetary Defense Force is in service, and there is no need to join the militia to fight.
"Hey, hey, uncle, I..."
"Shut up, they are coming."
Just when the young man wanted to say something, the foreman He interrupted him directly, and then waved to the several militiamen around him, asking them to start preparing. During this time, he also removed the bomb from the young man and tied it to his body.
"My bomb yield is not enough."
The foreman looked at the young man. After he said something to him, he began to look at the situation above the street.
As heavy footsteps appeared on the street, they also saw their enemies, the Chaos Astartes, who had arrived on this street.
"Come closer, come closer..."
The foreman and militiamen looked at the Chaos Astartes slowly approaching their position, and they were all ready. The militiamen have already picked up the rocket launchers. Their plan is to use their heavy firepower to strike first. If the heavy firepower doesn't work, they will charge and carry the Chaos Astartes to the sky together. They must not let them pass through this place. A street, you know, this street leads to a residential area, where their whole family is.
"Okay, fight!"
Just after the Chaos Astartes approached their position, the foreman yelled directly, and the militiamen carrying rocket launchers directly attacked a Chaos Astartes. Tate pulled the trigger, and the rocket flew out of the rocket launcher, but it did not hit the target. Chaos Astartes' powerful reaction allowed it to dodge the rocket.
When the militiamen saw this scene, they were not surprised. The intelligence from the militia headquarters included this. The enemy's reaction force was powerful. They could easily dodge rockets and some long-range weapons. This was not the case. Nothing strange.
After the rocket missed, the foreman led the group of militiamen and rushed forward. The moment they rushed forward, they ignited their own bombs. They knew that they would most likely be killed by that person on the way to the charge. The gang of Astartes were killed with bolters, so they simply lit the explosive packs on themselves, hoping to kill one by one.
Explosions appeared on the streets. Each explosion represented the loss of life of a militiaman. They were doing everything they could to protect their homeland and their hard-won Happy life.
The smoke above the street slowly dissipated, and the smell of industrial waste gas remained in the air. The explosion caused by those chemicals was indeed too huge. The entire street had become pitted, and the surrounding buildings had collapsed. The militiamen accomplished their mission. Among the ruins, a Chaos Astartes slowly crawled out from a pile of ruins. Half of its body had been blown to pieces, but because of the Astartes' strong physical fitness, it could still survive The one that survived, it kept crawling towards the front of the street, not knowing where it was going.
At this moment, a figure rushed in front of it. It was a militiaman. It was the young man from before. He was watching crawling on the ground, already He looked at the Chaos Astartes, which had lost its ability to fight, with its head exposed to the air and unprotected, and slowly aimed his automatic gun at its forehead.
“Welcome to Mors!”
The young man aimed his gun at the head of Chaos Astartes, and he told Chaos Astartes the last words of its life. After hearing the words, he pulled the trigger in his hand.
The Chaos Astartes' head without helmet protection was pierced by bullets one after another. This Chaos Astartes, who had slaughtered countless mortals, died in the hands of a group of militiamen.
While the hive militiamen were fighting against the Chaos Astartes, the local planetary defense forces and the locally stationed Astra Militarum and Astartes also took action, each and every Chaos Astartes. Stat was found by them, and the sacrificial circles that were about to be completed were destroyed by them. The situation in Mers gradually stabilized.
“It’s finally solved.”
Wang Ming looked at the strategic information in his hands. The Chaos Space Marines in Mers had almost been cleared. The remaining Those few scattered Chaos warbands, under the cleanup of Meers' powerful garrison and Unit 21, could no longer make any big waves.
“It’s time to consider the follow-up plan. The Tau problem must be solved. After Mors is dealt with, let’s clean up the Tau. This problem must be solved.”
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Wang Ming put down the data pad in his hand. He looked at the yellow sky of Mors, and then thought about the next battle plan. The Tau people's problem has not been solved because of Mors, and his next plan is still to clean up. Tau.
The cleanup operation lasted for a month. The Chaos Astartes who were fighting each other on Mors were completely cleaned up under the search of the traversers. They were originally They came to this world to plunder with Vashtor, but Vashtor ran away early and left them to be strangled by the empire in this world. As expected, all the Chaos Evil Gods are untrustworthy.
It’s just that the situation this time is not that Vashtor is untrustworthy, but that he really encountered a problem that he couldn’t solve, and it did not sign a contract with those Chaos Astartes. , Vashtor is very concerned about contracts.
"Devil, so you found me again?"
At the same time, in a position in subspace that no one can reach, on top of the Vengeful Spirit , Abaddon was talking to a twisted thing in front of him. It looked at the twisted thing in front of it and said to the blasphemous thing in front of it in a very disdainful voice.
"I have no choice, Warmaster of Chaos. I don't want to conflict with that man. I can only rely on you, the Warmaster of Chaos, who can move freely in the real universe, to accomplish what I need."
The twisted thing looked at Abaddon. He said to Abaddon in a sound of gears rubbing against flesh. He needed Abaddon to complete his plan, a new plan of his.
"I understand, devil, no..."Creator", cooperation is okay, but you need to give me equivalent benefits."
Abaddon stared at the thing in front of him, It still remembers that when it cooperated with it before, it was blown up by the 21st Legion in the star. It lost a large number of fleets and the Spirit of Vengeance suffered great damage, although Vastor later helped them rebuild the fleet. But that battle still left a lot of psychological shadow on Abaddon.
“After signing the contract, I will give you what you want.”
Vashtor replied to Abaddon that he needed Abaddon to be his executor and collect the items he needed to become a god. Now he no longer dared to directly and blatantly implement his plan. He was afraid The existence above the golden throne, at least before becoming a god.
"Okay."
Abaddon simply replied, and his words caused the subsequent disaster that destroyed countless worlds in the dark side of the Empire.
Vashtor left after completing the contract. He also gave him many things according to the contract with Abaddon, and what he needs Abaddon to do now is very simple, that is Destroying worlds with psychic creatures and harvesting the souls on them, he wants a large number of souls to help him carry out his next plan.
After Abaddon signed a contract with Vashtor, he went to the dark side of the empire. Although the empire's revival expedition has been advancing in the dark side of the empire, there are still many people in the huge dark side of the empire. There are a large number of worlds that are isolated, and Abaddon can now attack those isolated worlds and make them trade items with Vashtor.
But the empire didn't know about all this, and Wang Ming didn't know either. He didn't know that Vashtor had restarted his plan, a plan that would destroy countless worlds.
The 21st Legion has now left Mors and headed for the Tau territory through the webway. What was not done before must now be completed. The threat of the Tau is really terrible. In a short time In just five thousand years, they dared to undermine the Empire. In a few thousand years, they will probably dare to directly confront the Empire and encroach on the Empire's world. This threat must be eliminated.
The 21st fleet continues to advance. They are about to go to a Tau world called "Anwu" to begin the first phase of their cleansing operation against the Tau.
On the Tau world, the Tau people in this world do not know that their world is about to be destroyed by humans. They are still living and working in peace and contentment, and their fleets are still patrolling in the void of the universe. The Tau people are still carrying out their work, and they are not aware of the danger that is coming.
(End of this chapter)