Chapter 623: The Second War of Armageddon
“These shrimps are stupider than Farts!”
Bonecrusher laughed, Xiami has fallen into the trap.
They saw the World Killer heading straight towards the orbital station, thinking it was part of a massive attack by the fleet, now they know the truth, but it's too late.
The Bonecrusher looked at the approaching tawny planet on the tattered main display screen, baring his fangs.
"Pass it!"
Just as the World Killer passed by the orbital station, it suddenly deflected a little and hit the raised shield of the orbital station with its side.
At the same time, the artillery fire on its flanks fired a shocking salvo.
The orbital station's shield was overloaded after a burst of white light.
The Bone Crusher turned around. According to the holographic platform, the battleship had passed the human blockade. Those small frigates could only stay helpless and let the World Killer leave in an unexpected way.
Fire from the weapons array occasionally emanated from the orbital station's cliff-like flanks, but it was not enough to trouble the Worldkillers, nor could the scattered and disorganized human ships nearby do anything to stop them.
The Imperial fleet, long-range missile arrays, and orbital defense lasers surrounding the planet did their best to avert a disaster that was simply inescapable. Their firepower knocked off several fragments of the incoming cosmic ruins, but There is no way to stop the World Killer's ultimate dive.
Bonecrusher turned his attention to the main screen on the bow of the ship.
The screen is occupied by only one thing -
Bonecrusher activates his power claws and waves the bodyguard to report the message to the Communication Fart, and his order is only one sentence ——
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!!!"
Although the World Killer lost much of its outer structure and a certain weight in the intensive artillery fire, it still passed through the atmosphere and landed on the main site of Armageddon. On the mainland.
At that moment, all Armageddonians saw the huge disaster star crossing the sky.
Subsequently, amidst the uniform roars of the Greenskins, the huge impact of the World Killer's landing shook the entire Armageddon world!
This impact was comparable to an asteroid crashing to the ground. The shock wave caused immeasurable damage, and the smoke and dust blocked the sunlight. Although thousands of boys were instantly killed in the catastrophic contact of the landing, their losses were It's just a very small part of the Bonecrusher army, no more than 10%.
Soon, some greenskins realized that this epic landing did not allow them to meet the second brother of Gorfur, and the Bonecrusher claimed that it was the protection of Gorfur - although the impact was mostly absorbed by the bubble shield stance. .
After this exhilarating journey through the Warp, the Greenskins are grateful to be alive and eager to unleash their oppressed, aggressive nature.
They spurt out from the landing area, or from any torn entrance or exit of the World Killer's wreckage, as long as they can get out.
The Bonecrusher divided his followers into five different tribes, each controlled by his most powerful men, the brutal warlords of Urk whom he subdued. All fought alongside the Bonecrusher and were loyal to him.
Above the burning ruins of World Killer, Bonecrusher waved his power claws and unleashed his war speech, activating a war machine of endless greenskins as millions cheered sounded at the same time.
But the first thing they need to do now is not to attack, but to seize the time to dismantle all useful things from the ruins of World Killer and piece together the much-needed war machine.
The Second War of Armageddon begins——
The day after the arrival of the World Killer, the important port city of Armageddon, Halesridge Nest In the capital, the atmosphere of celebrating the Emperor's Ascension Festival has not yet dissipated. The colorful ribbons and blessings on the streets are still very bright, but everyone on the streets has serious expressions. The sky was grey-brown and the air was filled with choking dust. Everyone covered their mouths and noses with scarves or simply put on breathing masks.
All this stems from the greenskin's assault landing the day before.
The landing place was just six hundred kilometers north of Halesridge, which was not too far in terms of distance.
So people’s worries not only come from the air, but also from the alien threat that is right in front of them. Hundreds of years have passed since the last time this world experienced a war. People are unfamiliar and afraid of war. .
However, they probably never imagined that the people who decided the direction of this war were all concentrated on the apron on the top floor of the hive city.
An exclusive transport plane with a gorgeous appearance and full of gold and decorations is lying on the tarmac. Its name is Glorious Mission, and its owner is the current governor of Armageddon, Herman. Von Strab.
Hermann von Strab's family has ruled Armageddon for thousands of years, and has experienced countless crises and wars, but with its considerable relationship with the Mechanicus , always sitting firmly on Mount Tai.
In the waiting area of the tarmac, a group of officers in military uniforms were waiting quietly.
Some of them are local guard generals and Astra Militarum commanders, including political commissars.
Sebastian Yarrick is among them, but now he is middle-aged. Not only does he have a few more gray hairs on his temples, but he also lacks the passion of his youth. A little more immature, but a little more mature and steady.
But those who know him well know that the hot fire in his eyes has never gone out.
It has been almost twenty years since he was sent to Armageddon, and he has been on several expeditions during this period, but perhaps because of his bad luck, the regiment he led suffered heavy losses in every battle. Had to return to Armageddon for a long rest.
Now, he was surrounded by people, including two local guard generals and four commanders of the Astral Legion. One of them had a good relationship with him, Colonel Downey of the 186th Infantry Regiment of the Armageddon Local Guard. .
Noticing Yarick's gaze, the colonel also looked at him, shrugged his shoulders, and then turned his head away.
As usual, a small group of military servants huddled in the shadows in the corner of the communications room, operating the runes on the communications array.
At this time, there was a sudden disturbance in the crowd. It turned out that a general walked out of the cabin, followed by a servant wearing a long, close-fitting skirt, who was neither male nor female, with a face full of makeup.
"Commissar Yarik, please."
Hearing that high-pitched voice, Alex was so sick that he almost vomited, but he had no choice but to walk out of the queue and stand on the boarding steps.
To be honest, he dislikes this incompetent governor very much. He just wants to hold a military meeting, but he has to do some "face-to-face meeting" - this kind of guy who is used to secret room politics will often only make things happen. What a mess.
But if you hate it, you hate it, and things still have to be done.
When he walked into the cabin, he was greeted by a warm breeze and a sultry aroma. When he took a closer look, he found that his "superior" was reclining on the sofa. She was wearing a lavender baggy pajamas, her skinny chest was exposed to the air, and there was a hot towel pressed on her bare forehead.
On the table nearby, there was only a Book of Holy Words of the Emperor and a transparent water glass.
Seeing this, Yaric spat hard in his heart.
This guy is even more hypocritical than a space demon. While he is arrogant and extravagant, he also claims that he wants to live the life of an ascetic monk, quit smoking and drinking, only drinks water, and only eats dry bread.
(End of this chapter)