Chapter 3

The moment the words fell, the shooting units in the Ribs Force under Silence all raised their weapons and locked onto the marked area. Although some of the Necrons did not open fire immediately due to the loss of command, the power of the Necrons weapons made up for this. In the blink of an eye, the Necrons' iconic dark green firepower infected the fragile wall, and the wandering energy easily tore a huge gap on it! Then, the scarab swarm also pounced on the gap. It was visible to the naked eye that the gap was dissolving and expanding like butter in a raging fire!

"!!!"

Although the chicken thief who was giving a speech to boost morale reacted quickly and immediately asked the chicken thieves and cultists here to raise their weapons and equipment to prepare for a counterattack, the first round of black bean sprouts' attack was faster than their reaction speed. In a flash, the black bean sprouts' troops penetrated the crowd of chicken thieves, and the "gift" called death kissed the chicken thieves who were locked as the main target, and the entire chicken thief defense array was hit with several key flaws in an instant!

"Reorganize the formation, quickly!"

Due to the desperate resistance of the guards and his own psychic power, although the cunning commander of the missionary was injured in the first round of raids, he was not killed. He screamed and ordered his troops to reorganize immediately in order to tear apart all the unknown enemies who dared to hinder the cult's plan. It could see clearly that the enemy's weapons and equipment were very good, but the number of enemies was limited. As long as he held on and waited for the nearby cult brothers to arrive, he would form a pincer attack on these unknown guys who came out of nowhere. Then, victory would be his!

It's a pity...

"So it didn't intend to take my spare ribs troops seriously? The whole army pressed forward!"

Finding that the cunning things on the battlefield all focused their attention on Liang Feifan's black bean sprouts troops that rushed in, Jing Jing, who felt that he was ignored, waved his hand, and the spare ribs troops began to advance. Before the cunning commander's dream was completed, he and the black bean sprouts sandwiched the cunning things in the factory from both sides. The dark green light swept wantonly, and life was like a joke, dusted and dissipated.

"No... No..."

Staring at these things that fired deadly beams and dismantled his own people bit by bit, and looking at the enemies who were rushing towards his face, the cunning commander, knowing that he could not escape death, shouted the last cry of his life.

"For the Order, everyone, charge!"

Six. The battle plan of the hammer men

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While the black bean sprouts and ribs players were killing in the chicken thief's nest, the players who were currently using the chess pieces of the Astra Militarum and Space Marines also got in touch with the political commissar who was marked as the mission target. However, what surprised the hammer men was that after the meeting between the two sides, the political commissar did not get too entangled in many issues. After a few words, he applied to take two Astra Militarum soldiers to join the subsequent battle, resulting in a lot of rhetoric they prepared being useless.

"He just asked to join us temporarily? No other questions?"

"Maybe it's because there are many Space Marines among the chess pieces we put down? Under normal circumstances, the Empire will not send out Space Marines at will, and the political commissar brother should also be worried about asking questions that shouldn't be asked."

"That's true. Although the official background is that Space Marines are sent out and given away for free, considering the control range of the human empire, most of the members of the Astra Militarum have no chance to meet the Astartes before they die in battle or retire."

"So if this political commissar and these two Astra Militarum can go back alive, they can brag for a long time that he fought side by side with the Astartes?"⑥⑨④⑨③⑥①④⑤

"It's true in theory, but if the Empire is serious, they may be tricked into the Ministry of Justice or worse... Our troops are not organized in the Empire, and Moreover, they come and go without a trace. If you are not careful, these warriors may be "loyal"."

"Although it is possible, according to the administrative efficiency of the Empire and the fact that this star region is currently on the side of the Eternal Night, I unilaterally think that this matter is estimated to be revealed a hundred years later. At that time, it is unknown whether the political commissar brother is still there. Okay, no more bragging, let's talk to the political commissar brother and see if we can figure out some things, such as how they were beaten into this by the cunning thing?"

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"This is really..."

Although they have already guessed the biggest reason why this star army was disbanded by the cunning thing, when this answer was presented to everyone, the hammer guys still felt a little angry-the governor of this planet had betrayed the Empire long ago and used this identity to play an intelligence gap. When the brave imperial soldiers were fighting for him to suppress the rebellion, he unexpectedly cut off the main roads in and out of the hive at an unexpected speed, disrupting the communication channels inside the hive, splitting the originally united Astra Militarum into several parts. Then, the rebels who followed the governor shamelessly fired at their former comrades in the back. At the same time, the thieves who seized the opportunity also went all-in. The Astra Militarum troops, who had never expected the situation to turn out like this, were directly defeated and massacred in large numbers. According to the political commissar's speculation, even with the most optimistic estimate, the number of loyal Astra Militarum warriors still alive can only be expressed as one in ten!

"If possible, we should try our best to rescue every surviving Astra Militarum warrior. Do you have any objection?"

After a few seconds of silence, the lich spoke.

"I have no objection, but the difficulty coefficient is a bit high. We are not sure where the survivors are and what they are doing now."

Political Commissar Sister shrugged, indicating that the difficulty coefficient of rescuing people is... quite high.

"In fact, it is not so troublesome to find people. Given the current situation of this planet, those who have not lost the courage to fight will definitely join us with weapons like these three Astra Militarum warriors when they see the troops coming. The Astra Militarum warriors who have lost their courage... simply finding them may not be a good thing."

"That's right, let's do it - Liang Feifan, what's the matter?"

"How about a map? Although it's a bit simple, it can still roughly understand the larger camps of this damn Xia Niu and their battle plans."

"Yes, yes, yes, of course! Where did it come from?"

After hearing Liang Feifan's words, several people who are currently using the power of the empire The players who used the chess pieces of the power were overjoyed. They knew very well that in a place like the Lower Nest, even the simplest map had important value!

"Don't forget, the chess pieces I used this time were black bean sprouts..."

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"I think I must be dreaming."

Meldy held his laser gun, sat on the steel floor of the nest, chewed military rations, and spoke incoherently. In front of him, a Chimera troop carrier that had already started was undergoing the final inspection. He would board the vehicle with his political commissar and comrade Lightlin to participate in the next combat mission.

"Commissar, where on earth is this regiment from?"

Beside Meldy, the Lightling archer, who had already eaten the additional energy bar to prepare for the next battle, leaned towards the upright commissar, trying to learn a little more information - the Star Legion equipped with the Emperor's poison blade and dared to go out must not be an unknown person, and the Star Legion qualified to cooperate with the Astartes monks is even rarer. Therefore, the curious Lightlings are even more curious.

"Don't ask, don't think, there are many things we shouldn't know."

The commissar turned his head and looked at the Lightling with a stern look. He knew very well that a war with Astartes monks was something that most mortals would never see in their lifetime, so for such things, the less information you know, the better!

"Understood!"

Seeing the stern face of the commissar, the Lightlings quickly put down their attitude after understanding that this question was not something a soldier like him should ask. At the same time, Meldy, who had swallowed the food in his mouth, also stood up from the ground. At this moment, after studying the map provided by Liang Feifan on the Queen of Glory for a long time, the Hammers who had almost finished planning also finalized a simple battle plan.

"Silence and Liang Feifan, take your black bean sprouts and ribs troops to suppress the middle nest, destroy the command, supply and transportation of the rebels and the chicken thieves, so that they cannot connect with the lower nest as a whole. We, the players who use the Empire chess pieces, will advance in the lower nest, control the core facilities such as the large power station, water station, weapons factory and main air pipeline, and annihilate the living forces of the chicken thieves and the rebels. As for the upper nest..."

Although no information has been collected about what the traitors in the upper nest are following, the Hammers who know that there are only a few possibilities for the emergence of planetary governor-level traitors in the Empire have thought about it for a while, and after feeling that they may not be able to deal with the problem of the upper nest for a while, they made a decision.

"Leave it alone for now?"

VII. Hammers who encountered a round of attacks

Bumping, bumping.

Meldy sat in the cabin of the Chimera troop carrier, feeling the bumps of the troop carrier on the bumpy road of the lower nest, and was extremely excited. It is true that he is going to the battlefield now, but the desire to avenge his comrades and the sense of honor of being able to fight side by side with the Astartes completely swallowed up the emotion called fear. Now he has never felt so good. Monthly fee (group 69493) 6135

Sitting next to Meldy is the Ratling shooter who is still carefully checking a sniper rifle. Although this subhuman has been extremely optimistic for a long time before, Meldy knows that the anger lingering in his heart is no less than his own! He is very sure that soon, the Emperor's wrath will pass through the weapon of this Ratling and descend on those heretics or aliens who are not qualified to survive in the galaxy, tearing their flesh and evaporating their bones.

"Control your emotions, warriors. Excessive excitement is not good for fighting." The political commissar sitting opposite the two saw the slightly fluctuating expressions on the faces of Meldy and the Lightling shooter, and realized that the two were not very stable at the moment. So, in order to prevent the two from being too impulsive and wasting their lives in the battle that might come at any time, he gently cleared his throat and began to teach. "Political commissar, I just...!!!" Before Meldy could say anything, a powerful shock wave almost made him fly up and hit the ground. At the same time, the indicator light inside the Chimera troop carrier turned red, and the vehicle door suddenly opened, revealing a road filled with gunpowder! "Enemy attack! Hurry! Follow up!" ————————Glorious Queen——————"Fuck fuck fuck!"

"These cunning guys are too insidious!"

"My Chimera! My infantry squad!!!"

"Stop howling! One of my Leman Russ is crippled! Damn, is there anyone with the Oiler's pawn? It can only continue to fight after it is determined to be overhauled!"

"The problem is that you can at least overhaul it..."

On the Queen of Glory, the Empire players were in a mess - half a minute ago, they were still marching towards the first target point, a large power station, with great momentum, but now, they have lost two Chimera troop carriers and all the infantry units inside, and a Leman Russ tank was hit and lost its mobility - if it weren't for the Emperor's poison blade's huge body that was too mocking, those cunning guys who came out of nowhere and hit and ran poured too many missiles on it, the loss of this Empire mixed force might be even more serious.

"The Space Marines were also hit a few times, but luckily it's not a big problem. By the way, why didn't the destroyed vehicles disappear on the spot?"

"Let me check... Well, Big E wrote that the destroyed units will remain in the same place as wreckage for half a novel, and then they will return to our hands and become chess pieces, but they will temporarily appear abnormally gray and white. After returning from gray and white to their original appearance, the chess pieces can be deployed again."

"Not bad, if the chess pieces disappeared on the spot, I'm afraid that the political commissar brother would doubt his life on the spot. By the way! Has anyone locked on to those bastards?"

"It's difficult! Only a general location is recorded. The terrain of the hive city is too messy now. Compared with this terrain, the terrain on the desktop is not even worthy of carrying shoes!"

"It's good to have a general location, God's choice! Let your poison blade move. If you can't find anything, just demolish that piece!!"

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Breathe, breathe.

Meldy leaned carefully behind a bunker, his finger slightly on the trigger of the laser gun, breathing slowly, adjusting his state. The moment he got off the car, the Astra Militarum saw the scene in front of him and judged that the enemy was well prepared. They used handheld missile launchers and other weapons to take advantage of the complex environment of the hive city and sneak attacked the convoy. The two Chimera troop carriers that had been twisted by the explosion made him feel a little cold. If the missiles were aimed at the car he was sitting in, he would have gone to see the Emperor now!

"......"

Meldi's political commissar half-crouched near Meldi with standard tactical movements, keeping a delicate safe and quick support distance from Meldi, and also keeping his full attention - in fact, now in addition to his inner anger towards the aliens, he was also extremely surprised by the quality of this Astra Militarum that came to support him. After being attacked, two vehicles were destroyed, and a Leman Russ was stopped, this Astra Militarum did not show any panic, but quickly got off the car and quickly deployed the defense line with the Astartes monks in a dogmatic manner - such quality is not common in the vast Astra Militarum army!

However, when Meldi's political commissar was still curious about how such a regiment would counterattack the enemy's surprise attack, or whether he could see the respected Astartes monks take action, a heavy sound of metal mechanism operation came into his ears. The sound was so oppressive that he felt his heart shrink slightly for a moment!

"Hold on to something and keep your feet steady! Pay attention to ear protection--"

The next second after the political commissar passed this message to his two comrades, the huge muzzle of the Emperor's Poison Blade super-heavy tank, which had locked onto the direction of the missile attack, ejected brilliant flames! The strong noise, accompanied by the slight trembling of the ground of the hive and the swirling dust, made Meldi and the other two feel as if the metal ground under their feet had been broken!

"Emperor above..."

Looking at the hive structure that was slowly collapsing due to the bombardment of the Emperor's Poison Blade's main gun in the distance, Meldi felt that his breathing was a little difficult-this is the strength of the Emperor's Poison Blade super-heavy tank, this is the Emperor's wrath! In the face of such anger, what kind of alien can survive, what kind of heretic will not repent with his life?

"... Emperor bless us, so that we can get the support of such a powerful reinforcement."

Meldi's political commissar murmured, and at the same time waved his two comrades to get back on the Chimera they had just sat on-the instructions have been lit, they have to hurry on their way again, this wave of attacks really wasted too much time.

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Kalasimba is a devout member of the cult.

As a warrior who joined the great patriarch early because of the call, Karasimba is famous in the cult for his superb shooting skills, and the cult is also willing to assign him some glorious tasks. For example, assassinate some guys who dare to go against the cult, for example, make those who resist stubbornly shut up forever.

Therefore, when he learned that there were still enemies in the lower nest who were sniping tenaciously - and even seemed to be attacking the key buildings of their cult, Karasimba took the initiative to lead a commando team to attack this army with a bunch of vehicles that he had never seen before. But to his disappointment, the weapons they carried had almost no killing power against the largest vehicle in this army.

'Retreat, find a place in front to ambush them again'

Although the damage caused by this round of attacks was very poor, Karasimba also knew that their tactics could not stay in one place for a long time. However, when he led the team to retreat halfway, he felt the metal under his feet shaking violently, and the force was so great that several of his brothers fell straight down because they did not stand firmly!

"???"

The next moment, Karasimba and the collapsed building fell into the bottomless abyss below the lower nest.

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"How is it?"

"The points have jumped, so we should have defeated a lot of cunning guys or others."

"It's okay, but what should we do next? With the population of a nest city, there may be cunning guys ready to surprise us at any time along the way - by the way, cunning guys are very good at explosive packs, and it's not impossible for them to put some small things on the roadside to disgust people!"

"Put out scouts?"

"The map is only a simple one, even if we send Astartes to scout, it's probably a waste - this is someone else's home ground."

"I do have an idea."

Suddenly, the lich clapped his hands, indicating that he had thought of a good idea.

"What idea, tell me!"

"Silence! Do you have the ghost chess piece of the underworld? Did you? Did you activate it? No? Great! Lend it to us!"

VIII. Being ambushed by cunning guys who "don't follow martial ethics"

Sewage is everywhere, and the stench is overwhelming.

In this dark abandoned room where the toxic wastewater from the lower nest area swallowed up most of the ground due to the rupture of the transmission pipeline, the doors and windows were completely sealed with scrap metal, and several fully armed, heavy-armed, and simple-clothed "people" waited patiently in silence. Although the chemicals in the wastewater are enough to injure or kill ordinary humans, for these twisted lives whose DNA has long been contaminated, for these monsters with "righteousness" in their hearts, such pain cannot make them move their faith a bit.

"Brother Skar, they are coming."

A voice sounded in the darkness, tearing the silence apart. Skar knew that the speaker was Marion, a brother of his team, a warrior who had gained a sense far beyond that of ordinary brothers in the blessing - in the previous series of battles, Marion had already proved the accuracy of his senses, and he was always able to find the enemy's traces one step ahead of other brothers, which played a decisive role in many strikes against the followers of the empire.

"Get ready, be careful, don't attack the big one, the weapons in our hands have very limited lethality to it."

Hearing Marion's speech, Skarr whispered to the other brothers who were acting with him, and used his third hand to firmly hold the steel plate used to close the window in front of him - when the enemy entered the range, he and other brothers would work together to lift it up, and then bombard the missiles representing the judgment of the Order - he was sure that this would definitely be able to give a fatal blow to those stupid soldiers who were unwilling to listen to the truth and still followed the empire full of lies, just as planned.

However...

"Bold?"

"Vic?"

"Saenz?"

"Marion???"

Less than ten seconds after putting his claws on the steel plate, Skarr discovered something that frightened him - except for himself, no one put their hands on the steel plate! Even Marion, who had just told him that the enemy was approaching! What's going on? According to the plan, they should do this now!

"..."

The next moment, Skarr knew the answer. Knowing the answer to why his brothers didn't speak again.

"This... um..."

Accompanied by the strange feeling coming from his body, Scarr subtly felt that his body was out of his control, and even making a sound became a luxury. The third hand holding the edge of the steel plate also drooped down weakly. Because his body lost strength, the individual missile launcher on his shoulder fell towards the water and was about to fall into the water, colliding with the metal and making a sound.

However, before this individual missile launcher landed, it was rolled up by something without making any sound. Along with this phenomenon, Scarr's sturdy body fell down and was also "gently" placed in the sewage.

"..."

The second before his consciousness dissipated, Scarr saw it, saw a long thing... silently diving into the sewage, without a ripple, and no trace.