Chapter 60 60, for Humanity!

"Crack!——"

After Duker broke the neck of the last Stormboy.

He did not continue to charge, but observed the surrounding terrain and the situation of the Orcs in the jungle environment.

Like a beast hiding in the jungle, watching the every move of the prey.

"Send me the map of the vicinity." Duker gave instructions to the command center on the battleship through the built-in voice.

Soon, a holographic projection appeared in front of the original body.

The content of the holographic projection was extremely vague, and only the general terrain and the general direction of the Orcs could be seen.

This should not have happened, but under the interference of the Orcs' waaagh force field, most of the observation machines were affected.

Combining the holographic projection and Duker's own observations, he had a clearer judgment of the Orcs.

This Orc army has millions of ground units, and their marching intervals are relatively loose, and the marching team has spread out for hundreds of kilometers.

The location of the warlord Bone Crusher and his guards.

The figure of the Primarch flashed in the jungle, scouting around the Orcs, so fast that it was almost unrecognizable to the naked eye, without alarming any Orc unit.

Finally, Dukel made a mark in the middle of the holographic projection, corresponding to a range of about 50 kilometers on the ground.

He was almost certain that this was the location of the warlord Bone Crusher.

In the war with the Orcs, the best tactic is the decapitation tactic, and the Tyranids have already given the answer to this.

War is nothing more than bullying the weak with the strong.

When facing an entire planet and billions of Orcs, it is almost impossible to complete tactical tasks.

Therefore, even Dukel could only hide with the troops and carefully avoid the Orcs' ground forces.

But when he confirmed the location of the Bone Crusher and narrowed the target range to within 50 kilometers.

The number of enemies that the imperial forces will face in a few hours will be reduced to hundreds of thousands, and the positions of the strong and the weak will be reversed instantly.

"Shivara, disperse the guards and go to 73.63 and 15.22 respectively." In the built-in voice, twenty-two coordinates were said in a row.

"After arriving at the designated coordinates, directly open the mind matrix."

"Yes!" Shivara's voice came from the built-in voice.

She was a sin-receiving nun. After entering the heart network, she successfully passed the selection of the Second Legion Reserve and is currently the captain of the Primarch's guard.

"Political Commissar No. 22, you are responsible for leading the Krieg soldiers to fight a tug-of-war with the ground units outside the holographic projection mark point." Duker's orders continued to be issued.

Krieg soldiers have no names. They are born for war and have only a long string of numbers. The current Krieg Political Commissar has the number twenty-two in his number, so the Primarch calls him that.

"Yes, sir!"

The firm voice of Political Commissar No. 22 sounded.

"Kane, you lead the Valhalla Regiment to provide peripheral fire support, dig defense lines, and harass the Orc troops coming to support. The task is heavy, so be careful."

"Received the task, sir!"

Kane's voice at this moment was also full of determination, and he was almost a different person from before. Although he always thought that he had a bad character and insufficient ability. But as a legendary political commissar, he was definitely the best soldier and the most reliable teammate on the battlefield after the war began.

"Gray, you and the Ultramarines Company, prepare for airdrop operations"

"The command center has made long-range firepower deployment, and after receiving the order, immediately put the heavy firepower units into the battlefield."

"Yes, sir (Your Highness)!"

Gray was the head of the Ultramarines Sub-Regiment who had previously voluntarily pledged allegiance to Dukel. In this mission, he led a company and stood by in the battleship, acting as the battleship guard and airdrop support team.

In the previous lurking operations, a series of heavy firepower units such as the Dreadnought and Knight Titan were also in the battleship and on standby.

"Okay, the mission is complete." Dukel looked at the orc troops still marching in the distance, his eyes revealing cold murderous intent. "Gentlemen, for humanity!"

"We must win!" The built-in voice responded in unison.

Dukel took out the chainsaw sword he carried with him.

He squatted slightly on his knees, exerted force on his feet suddenly, and his huge body instantly ejected him like a spring!

Like a meteorite falling from the sky, he jumped from a high point and smashed into the orc troops.

Boom! ——

The earth trembled.

Visible shock waves swept in all directions.

"Orc cubs, come out and die!" Dukel laughed loudly, his voice was deafening, and it resounded in this orc army.

In the buzzing sound of the chainsaw sword, the original body chopped wantonly.

With the speed and power of a god, some orc corpses were even thrown into the air dozens of meters.

Before the smoke and dust raised by the shock wave had dispersed, the orc squad was almost wiped out.

It was not until then that the surviving orcs reacted.

"Enemy attack!!!"

A sharp alarm sounded, and countless orcs rushed over like a tide.

"What?!"

"The group of people from the Blood Axe Clan are here to cause trouble again?"

"What?"

However, when they rushed over, they were collectively stunned.

Enemy

Just one?

But——

Boom! With a sound, the Primarch laughed loudly, squatted down and smashed down like a comet again, with unmatched power and his own weight, and jumped hundreds of meters away.

Carrying unimaginable potential energy, and then-smashed hard!

Boom! ——

The whole earth shook with it.

The green-skinned orcs within a radius of nearly a thousand meters all had chests that seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, blood spurted from their mouths and noses, and their eyes lost their spirit.

The Primarch's footsteps did not stop, and continued to jump up, smashing towards the densely packed position of the orcs again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dukel marched all the way in the orcs' line, like a fish swimming upstream, and blood splashed everywhere he passed.

The huge orc army, the surging green-skinned orcs, became the target of the Primarch's wanton abuse at this moment!

"Attack! Attack quickly!"

The orcs shouted and picked up the weapons in their hands. Various inferior weapons unique to the green-skinned orcs exerted great power in their hands.

Some huge war machines fired heavy firepower under their driving.

On the other side, at a certain coordinate point on the edge of the battlefield.

A Primarch Guard Squad was advancing rapidly.

Wherever they passed, blood flowed like a river. When they encountered the Orc Squad, in order not to attract more enemies, they did not even use the grenade launcher, but just used the monomolecular swords in their hands to easily kill the opponent.

Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, the speed was fast and the power was amazing. Many Orcs found that the enemy rushed in front of them before they reacted.

Then, the monomolecular sword slashed down.

They stopped only after arriving at a certain area.

"The second coordinate point has been occupied." A combat nun said through the built-in voice.

Before she finished speaking, suddenly a huge Orc warrior rushed out of the dense forest and rushed straight towards her.

Compared with the huge body of the Orc warrior over three meters, the nun's figure seemed so delicate, as if it would be broken by a slight pinch.

Seeing his big hand getting closer and closer to the nun's body, the orc warrior's face showed a cruel and bloodthirsty smile.

But the next second,

Bang! ——

The battle nun grabbed the orc warrior's face with one hand, pulled it over, and then punched it with the other arm!

One punch! Two punches! Three punches!

The orc warrior was already dead, but she kept hitting him.

Blood splattered, brains burst, and the nun's face looked like a devil.

Then, the nun threw the orc's headless body more than ten meters away with one hand, wiped the blood off her face,

"The second coordinate point has been occupied!"

"Fuck the bastard!"

The Primarch Guards are all elites selected from the members of the Heart Network.

What is elite?

The average biomagnetic field is 50,000 rotations per person!