NABC Chapter 120 Underground War
Chapter 120 Underground War
On the other side of the road, Baals and Wilson, Chapter Master of the Bronze Claws, infiltrated a transport line.
Strictly speaking, he cannot be regarded as the leader of the chapter, but should be regarded as the rotating chairman elected by the clan meeting.
This was originally a channel for transporting large amounts of grain. The scale of this processing plant is astonishing, and the entrance to natural agricultural products is wide and easy to navigate.
This team led by the Bronze Claws will cooperate with another team to launch a full-scale attack on the factories in this area.
Thick black liquid was dripping from the ceiling, and there seemed to be some carnivorous plants hidden behind the surrounding metal plates.
The creatures covered by the weird spiritual energy here are more or less marked by Nurgle's power. If Baals wants to move these strange poisons, he has to spend a lot of spiritual energy to cover other people's subspace connections.
Bals didn't want to go with the Wilson Chapter Commander at this time. He looked like those black-hearted Mechanicus priests, but Yifeng was carrying a shield and couldn't act with the psykers. In desperation, Bals had no choice but to come. Work here.
Before they even met the enemy, they heard an earth-shattering explosion, and then the corrupted floor around them began to shake. The vibration was so violent that it was like a small earthquake.
"An explosion occurred at 028 o'clock in the 321-123-3 area, requesting information support."
Wilson waved his hand to signal Bales not to be nervous. This was another group of their troops exchanging fire. Their think tank and the fearless old guy equipped with gravity claws were always so violent in their fights.
"Omnissiah above, move forward!"
Wilson issued the assault order, and the soldiers advanced in a fire-killing formation.
Only Bars was out of place.
The iron-hand heir of my family seems to be called the Emperor, so why does this place become Omnisiah?
At this time, Wilson burst out at a speed that was completely uncoordinated with his body movements. His legs had been completely prosthetic, and his running had little to do with the swing of his upper body.
Bals looked uncomfortable, and it was even more difficult for the enemy to judge.
The Chaos warrior who jumped down from the ceiling watched in surprise as the tall warrior slithered past him.
Before he could change his target, the blade covered with bronze patterns had penetrated his chest.
It's not that simple. This knife is also equipped with a blast tube on the handle. The warriors of the Bronze Claw blasted and slashed it back to Nurgle's seat.
"Flesh and blood are weak, but machines are eternal!"
The war cries of the Bronze Claws echo throughout the subterranean realms, offering undying loyalty to the Emperor.
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The core command post of the Venomous Banshee in this regional factory, the Nurglings that can be seen everywhere are no longer laughing and joking. The enemy is slaughtering, slaughtering their brothers and sisters, and they have no choice, not even the subspace will respond to them. .
These Chaos warriors were in an embarrassing situation. Poison and soul bombs seemed to be of little use to those guys who rushed up to fight melee. This group of mechanical maniacs almost replaced most of their limbs with metal.
Another group of people are even more outrageous. Their ammunition is as endless as the Cursed Legion. These Chaos warriors can still get up close with sneak attacks at the beginning. As the enemy gets closer and closer to their headquarters, there are many places where they can use sneak attacks. There are also fewer and fewer.
The evil psykers of the Chaos forces have long since taken action. In a world where not many creatures have been corrupted, the fact that such serious Chaos corruption can occur in this underground factory shows that the Chaos wizards have tried their best.
The surrounding environment made these guys feel comfortable and depressing.
Once they give up here, it will be difficult to find a better location to use.
They decided to fight again.
This time, it was a head-on battle. They gathered most of the Chaos believers, including worker zombies in tattered clothes, mechanics with corrupted instruments hanging on their bodies, skinny child worker zombies, etc., and almost all of them could be used. All the forces are concentrated in this area.
They are preparing to lure the enemy deep into this traffic artery that connects eight exits.
Once the Astartes enter here, mountains of Nurgle walkers will pour out of the eight mouths, cutting off their supplies and surrounding them, starting to consume their ammunition.
Once they run out of ammunition and begin close combat, the warriors of these Venomous Banshee warbands will emerge from their hiding spots and fight them to the death with wooden swords dripping with venom.
(This is a less Nurgle plan, because for a loving father, when "the family is hurt", the "strong family member" must stand up, at least this is what most unclean people do)
It was a good plan, the only question was how they could ensure that the Astartes who got into the trap would not choose a path to break out.
This group of guys thought carefully and entrusted the task to the Chaos Wizards. At worst, when the loyalists chose a road to break out, the Chaos Wizards summoned a pile of sludge to block the road.
Everything went according to their plan. The Astartes rushed into the hall with great momentum. The number of dense creatures that suddenly appeared on the bird servant instrument made the soldiers almost think that the machine soul of this thing was contaminated. .
The guys around who had entered a state of suspended animation immediately "resurrected" on the spot, and a large number of Nurgle zombies stood up and swarmed towards the warriors.
The soldiers did not panic at all and stood in formation to fight.
Sisyphus didn't even say run away, so what's the problem?
While the soldiers launched tower defense mode, Sisyphus did not indulge these guys. The smell of conspiracy is so strong that even Khorne can smell it.
The evil god simulator was opened immediately. With the surrounding area being so severely corroded, the range where Sisyphus could launch an attack was greatly reduced, but simple detection could still be done.
It can be clearly seen that the subspace shadows of the twelve guys are very special. For the warriors of the Bronze Claws, these positions are attack coordinates with heavy firepower.
Their tactical eyepieces contained simple combat instructions.
Each coordinate has been revealed, and the soldiers began to pour firepower on the enemy.
Sixteen lines of fire were drawn. Sisyphus was like a great painter using countless lives to paint. The expected action trajectories of the soldiers were directly displayed on the tactical helmets by the powerful old think tank using psychic energy. This was a battle. Precision hunting.
In the factories in this area, there were no more Chaos Warriors. The Chaos Leader looked bitterly at the incoming enemies. He knew that the man who destroyed everything about them was standing in the center of the opponent's team, shining with the brilliance of psychic energy, but the Chaos Warriors There's nothing you can do against him.
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The troops led by Yifeng were fighting in full swing on this planet, and William's troops on the other side were also bathed in the flames of war.
William's troops received an urgent message during the voyage, and the Vanguard Scouts found a secret gathering place of Genestealers.
This kind of thing must be removed immediately, as the longer it is delayed, the more dangerous it becomes.
Indeed, no traces of these gene stealers have been found locally.
Because the people here have lived in dark areas for a long time and have been exposed to lights and space radiation for a long time, their bodies are originally a little purple. In addition, this group of gene stealers is a bit special.
The six-winged God-Emperor's gene stealers are indeed not easy to detect, because there are indeed many worlds that regard the winged emperor as a sacred symbol. The state religion has also acquiesced in this matter, and can only say a few words of warning.
What happened to the God-Emperor having more wings?
This cunning group of guys was eventually spotted by the Pioneer Scouts.
This is not an ordinary planet, with no majestic hives or high-hanging space stations.
This should be regarded as a feudal technological society.
This world is pretty nice, with a surface area almost twice that of Earth, a slightly higher gravity than Earth, and no large oceans.
The disadvantage is that it is far away from the star, and everyone lives in a cold and dark environment.
Maybe Curze would like it here.
Here it is still a situation where various countries and tribes dominate and attack everywhere, but taxes are still paid. After all, to these weaklings, the human empire that is so huge that it has a place in the galaxy is the biggest robber.
The population here is as high as 160 billion, and it is basically in a dynamic balance. Soldiers fight each other with conventional weapons to compete for territory, but no one dares to take the lead in using weapons that can destroy the world.
The newly emerged Six-Winged Divine Empire may be regarded as a very capable new kingdom for the locals. ,
The Vanguard are hidden in an ice kingdom.
The year-round subzero environment here has caused all the few small oceans in the world to be frozen. Relying on indoor food cultivation technology, a big country on the ice stands here.
The reason why the descendants of the White Scars landed here is simple. The people of this country are good at gliding on the ice!
They have some vehicles on the ice that are so fast that they can fly with their wings spread out, and when folded up, they can glide along the ground.
Rounding things off, isn’t this an anti-gravity motorcycle?
Of course, the intelligence was not forgotten, and they used a high-tech method to interfere with the king of this country and let him go to war with the newly rising kingdom (established by the gene stealers).
When a large number of pure-blood thieves rushed over like mountains and seas, even the Astartes were not sure of survival.
We can only do our best to reduce their numbers, whether they are believers or anything else.
It wasn't until William led his team that these soldiers came out of the darkness into the light.
The emperor's angels came to defeat the rebellion, and the mighty super warship hung in the sky.
The kings of various countries immediately sent various reinforcements to march here, quite intent on attacking Dong Zhuo.
Who dares not to come? When the time comes, the empire will settle accounts and will not be guilty.
It was only then that several kings discovered that the surrounding military powers had subtly completed the overlapping of power. The bald general with forehead tattoos immediately rebelled. Three kings were killed on the spot, and one king barely escaped.
For a time, the joint crusade turned into trying to save one's own life, the expeditionary force and the support force became in name only, and many elite soldiers were transferred back to take charge of the royal capital.
Of course, the Astartes won't care about this. What they need to plan carefully is how to kill a large number of pure-blood chicken thieves.
The advantages of the warriors are obvious. They have a powerful fleet and air support is on standby at any time. The shortcomings are also obvious. The enemy is in darkness and we are in the clear. If the enemy has some time to develop, they may be able to summon the Great Devourer.
The mighty human army was assembled and marched towards the enemy's fortress.
What is very sad is that this group of human coalition forces may just be bait to lure the pure-blooded chicken thieves out, suppressing the opponent until the third or fourth generation mixed-blood new disciples can no longer hold on, and suppressing the opponent until the main force is exhausted. Orbital bombardment Will come as promised.
Everything around you will become history, whether you are loyal or not.
Light spears don't care (light spears have basically no delay, unlike torpedoes which require flight time)
I don't know whether they were lucky or unlucky, but these human coalition forces couldn't even force the enemy's pure-blooded chicken thieves to take action.
Those members of the Genestealer Cult enter into battle with unbridled passion for the Seraphim and endless zeal for war.
They held the pendants of the six-winged God Emperor tightly in their hands, and they carved the image of the God Emperor on the logging guns. They placed every explosive bomb under the gaze of the statue, and blessed it on the sacred prayer book. The members of the cult Under the leadership of the third and fourth generations of mixed-race newcomers, they enthusiastically faced the incoming human coalition forces.
There were no fancy strategies or conspiracies. The followers of the Chicken Thief Sect leaned against the fortress walls and strangled the human soldiers with determination.
Win more with less. They defeated the human coalition forces openly from the front.
For a moment, William wanted to take over this planet directly. The people here could not even unite when facing foreign enemies.
William also has elite troops, and they are not doing nothing now.
Compared with the tens of millions of believers mobilized by the enemy, the hundreds of thousands of loyal mortal auxiliary troops seem to have little effect.
The patriarch of the Genestealers is deep in the fortress, laughing maniacally, calculating how long it will take to conquer the world, so as to serve the Great Devourer perfectly.
It has great ambitions. This world is not its end. It also wants its descendants to ride on spaceships to paralyze more worlds and welcome the great God of Ten Thousand Wings. (Each sect is different. The Four-Armed God Emperor sect will call the Great Devourer the Ten Thousand-Armed God)
In the vast conference hall, although there are conference seats that can accommodate thousands of people, there are still many mixed-blood acolytes without seats, because the huge pure-blood chicken thieves can often occupy several seats.
The person in charge now is the Chief Priest, the most powerful psyker besides the clan leader.
The six-winged statue of the God-Emperor hangs high on the rock wall behind the chief priest, looking extremely solemn and solemn.
"Brothers and sisters, our ascension is about to be completed, and the God of Ten Thousand Wings is about to come to the world! Those ignorant people are launching the last attack on us. Next, we want to let the filthy people know that they do not deserve to live until the ascension. day!"
Under the protruding forehead and obvious forehead lines, there are crazy faces.
There were countless chaotic roars from the audience, and the chicken thieves present roared with excitement.
"Fellow brothers and sisters, we are about to complete our supreme mission. Soon, we will be able to fall into the arms of the God of Ten Thousand Wings and walk towards the sea of stars! The day of universal ascension is approaching, and we have to clear the last obstacle! Now, let's go on our journey The last great hunt!"
The chief priest's psychic reaction was very strong, and he guided this army of monsters, (for him, of course, the family) to prepare for another round of grand breeding.
There are also seemingly endless chicken thieves standing outside the door. These guys are currently wiping their equipment and preparing to kill all the enemies who will invade, or those who fall into the trap.
"High Priest, our spies have noticed something different from the past. The visitor may not be the counter-insurgency force of the Imperial Navy. There should be pseudo-angels."
In the gene stealer's special psychic communication network, spies lurking around several generals sent messages. These powerful generals are now just dull chess pieces, with no strategy of their own at all.
If a big leader is completely above them, then there is only one answer.
After receiving the news, the leader of the chicken thieves angrily walked towards the fortress dungeon and towards his unclean brothers. The aberrations are shackled deep in the dungeon.
It’s time for family members who are irrational but physically strong to play their due role.
The elite veterans in the fleet led by William are the Iron Warriors and two groups of Terminator warriors. The few remaining Black Shield warriors are also ready to storm the enemy's fortress.
Just like the countless wars we have experienced before, we rush in, cut off the ion lines of the void shield, and then use the bombardment of battleships to turn this place into ruins.
If we were in this battle group, we would probably hit a sea of magma before stopping.
The soldiers chose a good day, a day when the human coalition forces made a comeback and completely retreated.
The enemy was even more arrogant this time. They rushed out of the fortress and hunted down the coalition forces of human countries.
Five consecutive feints of defeat finally had an effect.
Take advantage of the weak period when the enemies are out in force. The soldiers forced their way through the enemy's defenses and rushed into the majestic fortress.
On the towering shoulder armor of the cavalry type Terminator armor, the shield system is operating at full strength under the control of the machine spirit. The unyielding Terminator warriors without the shield system are covering both sides of the vanguard. Every minute, every second, There are tons of enemies down.
Even third- and fourth-generation mixed-race novices could not escape the precise fire of the Astartes.
The human coalition forces have led their enemies to defeat several times, but why are the current Genestealer sects not doing the same?
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In the underground factory, sixteen fire roads are burning, and each Chaos warrior will face two to three Astartes.
This style of play is very disadvantageous for the poisonous banshees with a small number of people.
Their ambush failed. They didn't know why, but they could only move the battlefield.
Defensive warfare has a defensive warfare style. If the positions of each other are known, the best battlefield is in a narrow passage.
No matter how many troops you have, there is only enough room for two people to walk side by side in the pipeline.
It is said that one man is in charge and no one can open it.
The warriors of the Toxic Banshee warband are preparing to retreat to the escape passage, where they will effectively kill the loyal warriors.
In the battle in the hall, they lost almost all the Chaos Wizards, but as long as they could evacuate the Chaos Warriors, it was worth it.
A psyker can have as much or as little of it as he wants, just a little bit of corruption.
The soldiers of the Toxic Banshee warband thought this way, and fled desperately towards the silent passage.
They need to reach the target faster than the pursuers and then establish a defensive line.
In fact, they didn't need to bother, Yifeng had already established a position for them.
When the dull sound of footsteps like a water-covered mop came, the soldiers led by Yifeng had already prepared a defensive posture.
Although the think tank is not around, there are other powerful warriors around Yifeng.
For example, the Primaris Warriors of Scythe of the Emperor.
The light green ion pistol has been charged, and Yifeng raised his arm and aimed at the end of the passage.
The Toxic Banshee warband's bird servant instrument has long been corroded and cannot be used. With the power of subspace, they use psychic energy and prophecy as detection methods.
This can't detect the muscular brothers crowded around Yifeng's shield.
When a Nurgle force's iconic antlers just stuck out of the passage, Yifeng pressed the trigger.
With the endless fury of the machine soul, the light green ion current spurted out, delivering the Emperor's punishment to the traitors.
In the narrow passage, this team of poisonous banshees was attacked from the front and back. The deafening magic sound came from the whistle of destruction and spread far out of sight.
The surrounding walls vibrated, seemingly echoing their "music."
This is a distress signal, informing the Banshee warband members in other areas that we need support.
Sisyphus knew the arrival of enemy reinforcements earlier than these enemies. The most important role of the think tank on the battlefield is to ensure the smooth communication within the battle group.
Although it is difficult for him to inform the chapter leader who is under the anti-subspace force, he can inform other troops. For example, the team equipped with gravity claws is killing everyone.
Encirclement and counter-encirclement, encirclement of points for reinforcements and encirclement of Wei and rescue of Zhao, various classic tactics are presented in the complex underground passages.
At this time, on the ground battlefield, the mechanized troops had basically cleared away the enemies on the surface.
Just as the warriors of the Bronze Claw were about to question a certain heretic's technology, they were surprised to find that this knight-level psychic fearless was an old son of Ferrus.
Now Mororis is engaging in a verbal battle, a proper internal physics exchange event between the Iron Hands' descendants who believe in different Mechanicus doctrines.
Morolis was in charge and gave a good lesson to the "unenlightened elm-headed people". When he got to the wonderful points, there was thunderous applause and the younger generations spoke enthusiastically. The director of the think tank is also very enthusiastic and will wave his hands excitedly when he talks.
Well, think tank director, can you turn off the laser cutter when you wave your hands?
Mororis became "more and more courageous the more he fought" at this event, which means I will kick your ass on behalf of Omnisiah.
When Yifeng led the troops out of the dark underground space, our dear old think tank had already completed the physical and psychological cleansing of the other descendants of the Iron Hands.
The wild looks of both parties embarrassed Yifeng and Wilson.