The moment the words fell, the shooting units of the Ribs under Silence 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 it. 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 in 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 morale-boosting speech reacted quickly and immediately ordered the Chicken Thieves and cultists here to raise their weapons and prepare for a counterattack, the first round of assault by Black Bean Sprout was faster than their reaction speed. In a flash, Black Bean Sprout's troops cut through the crowd of Chicken Thieves. The "gift" called death kissed the Chicken Thieves who were targeted as the main target, and the entire Chicken Thieves' defense array was instantly hit with several key flaws! "Reorganize the formation, quickly!" Thanks to the desperate resistance of the guards and his own psychic power, the cunning commander of the missionary was injured in the first round of raids but was not killed. He screamed and ordered his troops to regroup immediately in order to tear to pieces all those unknown enemies who dared to hinder the cult's plans - he could see clearly that the enemy's weapons and equipment were very good, but their numbers were limited. As long as he held on and waited for the arrival of nearby cult brothers, he could form a pincer attack on these unprecedented guys who came out of nowhere, then victory would be his! Unfortunately... "So it doesn't intend to take my rib troops seriously? Send the entire army forward!" He found that the cunning guys on the battlefield all focused their attention on Liang Feifan's black bean sprout troops who rushed in, and felt that he was being ignored. With a wave of his hand, the spare ribs troops began to advance, and before the cunning commander's dream was completed, they and the black bean sprouts sandwiched the cunning things in the factory. The dark green light swept indiscriminately, and life turned into dust and dissipated like a joke. "no no……"
Staring at these God-knows-what things that were firing deadly beams and dismantling his own people bit by bit, and looking at the enemies that were rushing towards his face, the cunning commander, knowing that he could not escape death, let out the last cry of his life. "For the Order, everyone, charge!" 6. The Hammers’ Battle Plan —————————Empire player dividing line———— While the Black Bean Sprout and Spare Ribs players were killing people in the Chicken Thief's Lair, the players who were currently using the Astra Militarum and Space Marine pawns also got in touch with the Political Commissar who was marked as the mission target. However, what surprised the Hammer guys was that after the meeting, the Political Commissar did not get too entangled in many issues. After just a few words, he applied to take two Astra Militarum soldiers to join the subsequent battle, resulting in a lot of their prepared excuses being useless. "He just directly asked to temporarily join our organization? Without asking anything else?" "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. The Political Commissar must be worried about asking questions that should not be asked." "That's true. Although the official background is that Space Marines are always sent out and given away for free, considering the control range of the human empire, most members of the Astra Militarum never have the opportunity to meet the Astartes before they die in battle or retire." "So if this commissar and these two Astra Militarum soldiers can return alive, they can brag for a long time that they fought alongside the Astartes?" ⑥⑨④⑨③⑥①④⑤ "That's true in theory, but if the Empire takes it seriously, they might be tricked into the Ministry of Justice or worse... Our troops are not organized in the Empire, and they come and go without a trace. If we're not careful, these warriors might lose their loyalty." "Although it is possible, based on the administrative efficiency of the Empire and the fact that this star region is currently on the side of Eternal Night, I unilaterally think that this matter may not be revealed until a hundred years later. By then, it is unknown whether the political commissar brother will still be there. Okay, no more nonsense, 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 state by this cunning guy?" ————————Collecting intelligence———————— "This is really..." Although they had already guessed the biggest reason why this Astra Militarum was disbanded by the thieves, when the answer was presented to everyone, the Hammers still felt a little angry - the governor of this planet had betrayed the Empire long ago and used this identity to play a role of intelligence gap. When the brave Imperial soldiers were fighting for him to suppress the rebellion, he cut off the main roads in and out of the hive at an unexpected speed, disrupting the communication channels within the hive, and splitting the Astra Militarum troops that were originally united into several parts. Then, the rebels who followed the governor shamelessly fired at their former comrades from behind. At the same time, the thieves who seized the opportunity also came to all-in. The Astra Militarum troops, who had never expected the battle 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. Is that ok with you?" After a few seconds of silence, the lich spoke. "I have no objection, but this is a bit difficult. We have no idea where the survivors are and what they are doing now." The political commissar shrugged, saying that the difficulty of rescuing people was... quite high. "In fact, it is not that difficult to find people. Given the current situation on this planet, those who have not lost their courage to fight will definitely join us with weapons like these three Astra Militarum soldiers when they see the troops coming. As for the Astra Militarum soldiers 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 little simple, it can still give us a rough idea of the larger camp of these damn chickens and their battle plan." "Yes, yes, yes, of course! Where did you get it?" After hearing Liang Feifan's words, several players who were currently using the Empire's chess pieces were overjoyed. They knew very well that in a haunted place like Xiachao, even the simplest map had important value! "Don't forget, the chess piece I used this time is black bean sprouts..." ————————The dividing line of the political commissar———— "I think I must be dreaming." Meldy was sitting on the steel floor of the hive city, holding his laser gun, chewing military rations, and speaking incoherently. In front of him, a started Chimera troop carrier was undergoing the final inspection. Soon 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?" Next to Meldy, he had already eaten some extra energy bars to prepare for the next battle. The fighting Lightling archer leaned towards the upright political commissar, trying to learn a little extra information - the Astra Militarum Legion equipped with the Emperor's Poison Blade and still daring to send it out must not be an unknown group, and the Astra Militarum Legion qualified to cooperate with the Astartes Brothers is even rarer. Therefore, the Lightlings, who are already easily curious, became 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 Leitling with stern eyes. He knew very well that a war with Astartes monks was something that most mortals would never see in their lifetime, so the less information they knew about this kind of thing, the better! "clear!" Seeing the serious face of the political commissar, the Lightlings quickly calmed down after realizing that this question was not for a soldier like him. At the same time, Meldy, who had swallowed the food in his mouth, stood up from the ground. At this moment, the hammer men on the Queen of Glory, who had studied the map provided by Liang Feifan for a long time and had almost finished planning, also finalized a simple battle plan. "Jing Jing and Liang Feifan, you take your black bean sprouts and spareribs troops to suppress the middle nest, destroy the command, supply and transportation of the rebels and the chicken thieves, and prevent them from connecting with the lower nest as a whole. We, the players using the empire chess pieces, will advance on 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 we haven't collected any information about what kind of people the Upper Nest traitors are following, we know that there are probably only a few possibilities for traitors at the level of planet governors in the Empire. After thinking about it for a while and feeling that we may not be able to deal with the Upper Nest problem for a while, we made a decision. "Put it aside first?" 7. The Hammers suffered a round of attacks Bumps, bumps. 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 his heart was extremely excited. It is true that he was 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 monks completely swallowed up the emotion called fear. Now he has never felt so good. Monthly fee (group 69493) 6135 Sitting next to Meldy was a Ratling shooter who was still carefully examining a sniper rifle. Although this subhuman had been extremely optimistic for a long time, Meldy knew that the anger lingering in his heart was no less than his own! He was very sure that soon, the Emperor's wrath would pass through the weapon of this Ratling and descend upon those heretics or aliens who were not qualified to survive in the galaxy, tearing their flesh and vaporizing their bones. "Control your emotions, warrior. Excessive excitement will not help in battle." The political commissar sitting opposite the two men saw the slightly fluctuating expressions on Meldy and the Lightling shooter's faces, and realized that the two men were not very emotional at the moment. So, in order to prevent the two men from being too impulsive and wasting their lives in a battle that might come at any time, he gently cleared his throat and began to teach them. "Commissar, I just...!!!" Before Meldy could say anything, a powerful shock wave almost sent him flying and crashing into the ground. At the same time, the indicator light inside the Chimera troop carrier turned red, and the door of the vehicle suddenly opened, revealing a road filled with smoke! "Enemy attack! Quick! Follow up!" ————————Glorious Queen——————
“Fuck fuck fuck!” "These thieves are so insidious!" "My Chimera! My Infantry Squad!!!" "Stop howling! One of my Leman Russ has been damaged! Damn, is there anyone with the Oiler's pawn? It needs to be overhauled before it can continue to fight!" "The problem is that you can at least do a major overhaul..." On the Queen of Glory, the Empire players were in chaos - half a minute ago, they were still advancing towards the first target point, a large power station, with great momentum, but now, they have lost two Chimera armored personnel carriers and all the infantry units inside, and a Leman Russ tank was hit and immobilized - if it weren't for the fact that the Emperor's Bane Blade's huge body was too mocking, allowing those cunning hit-and-run creatures that came out of God-knows-where to fire too many missiles at it, the losses of this Imperial mixed force might have been even more serious. "The Space Marines took a few hits as well, but luckily they're not in serious trouble. By the way, why didn't the destroyed vehicles disappear on the spot?" "Let me take a look... Well, Big E wrote that the destroyed unit will remain in its original position as a wreck for half a novel, and then it will return to our hands and become a chess piece, but it will temporarily appear an abnormal gray. After returning from gray to its original appearance, the chess piece can be deployed again." "It's not bad. If the chess piece was gone right away, I'm afraid the political commissar would doubt his life right there. Oh, right! Has anyone locked onto those bastards?" "It's difficult! I only recorded a rough direction - the terrain of the hive city is too chaotic. Compared with this terrain, the terrain on the desktop is not even worthy of being evaluated!" "Just a rough orientation is enough, Chosen One! Get your poison blade moving, if you can't find anything, just demolish the entire area!!" ---- ————————Maierdi’s dividing line———————————— 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, maintaining a delicate distance from Meldi that was safe yet capable of rapid support, and also remained fully focused - in fact, not only was his inner rage towards the aliens even greater, he was also extremely surprised at the quality of the Astra Militarum that came to support him. Even after being ambushed, with two vehicles destroyed and a Leman Russ stopped, this Astra Militarum did not show any panic, but quickly got off the vehicle and quickly deployed a defense line with the Astartes monks with dogmatic movements - such quality is simply rare in the vast Astra Militarum army! However, when Meldi's political commissar was still wondering how such a regiment would counterattack the enemy's surprise attack, or whether he would be able to see the respected Astartes monks take action, the sound of a heavy metal mechanism operating reached his ears. The sound was so oppressive that he vaguely felt his heart shrink slightly for a moment! "Hold on to something to steady your feet! Pay attention to ear protection--" The 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's attack, spewed out brilliant flames! The strong noise, accompanied by the slight trembling of the ground in the hive and the swirling dust, made Meldy and the other two feel as if the metal ground under their feet had been broken! "The Emperor is above..." Seeing the slowly collapsing hive structure in the distance due to the bombardment of the Emperor's Bane Blade's main gun, Meldy felt that his breathing was a little difficult - this is the power of the Emperor's Bane Blade super-heavy tank, this is the Emperor's wrath! In the face of such wrath, what kind of alien can survive, what kind of heretic will not repent with his life? "...Thanks to the Emperor's blessing, we are able to receive such powerful reinforcements." Meldi's political commissar murmured, and at the same time waved his hand to let his two comrades get back on the Chimera they had just been riding in - the instructions had already been turned on, and they had to get on their way again, as this wave of attacks really wasted too much time. —————————————The dividing line of the cunning stuff—————————————— Kalasimba was a devout member of the order. As a warrior who had joined the great patriarch early on because of his calling, Kara Simba was well-known in the cult for his superb shooting skills, and the cult was willing to assign him some glorious tasks, such as assassinating some guys who dared to go against the cult, or making those who resisted forever shut up. Therefore, when he learned that there were still enemies sniping tenaciously in the lower nest - and even seemed to be attacking the key buildings of their cult, Kara Simba volunteered 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 ahead to ambush them again." Although the damage caused by this round of attack was very poor, Karasimba also knew that their tactics could not stay in one place for a long time. However, when he was leading the team to retreat halfway, he felt the metal under his feet shaking violently. The force was so great that several of his brothers around him fell down because they could not stand firmly! "???" The next moment, Kara Simba and the collapsed building fell into the bottomless abyss below the Lower Nest. ————————————Glorious Queen—————————————————— "How about it?" "The points jumped. I guess I defeated a lot of sneaky guys or something." "That's fine, but what should we do next? With a population as large as that of a hive city, there might be some cunning guys ready to surprise us at any time along the way. Oh, and these cunning guys are good at explosive packs. It's not impossible for them to place some small things on the roadside to disgust people!" "Release the scouts?" "The map is simple. Even if we send the Astartes to investigate, we'll probably be in for nothing - this is someone else's home turf." "I have an idea." Suddenly, the lich clapped his hands, indicating that he had thought of a good idea. "What's your idea? Tell me!" "Silence! Do you have the Ghost Chess Piece with you? Did you bring it? Did you activate it? No? Great! Lend it to us!" 8. Being ambushed by a thief who has no moral principles There is sewage everywhere and the stench is overwhelming. In this area, due to the rupture of the pipeline, the toxic wastewater from the lower nest area swallowed up most of the ground. In the dark abandoned room, where the doors and windows were completely sealed by abandoned metal, several fully armed people wearing simple clothes and holding heavy weapons were waiting patiently in silence. Although the chemicals in the wastewater were enough to injure or kill ordinary humans, for these twisted lives whose DNA had long been contaminated, for these monsters with "righteousness" in their hearts, such pain could not make them lose their faith in the slightest. "Brother Skar, they are coming." In the darkness, a voice rang out, tearing the silence apart. Skarr knew that the person who spoke was Marion, a brother in his squad, a warrior who had been blessed with senses far superior to those of ordinary brothers. In the previous series of battles, Marion had already proven the accuracy of his senses. He was always able to find the enemy's traces one step ahead of other brothers, and this played a decisive role in many strikes against the followers of the Empire. "Be prepared. Be careful. Don't attack the big one. The weapons we have have very limited lethality to it." Hearing Marion's speech, Skarr whispered instructions to the other brothers who were acting with him, while using his third hand to firmly hold the steel plate used to close the window in front of him - the moment the enemy entered the shooting range, he and the other brothers would work together to lift it up, and then fire out missiles representing the judgment of the Order - he was sure that this would be able to do as planned, and deal a fatal blow to those foolish soldiers who were unwilling to listen to the truth and still followed the empire full of lies. However... "Bord?" "Vic?" "Saenz?" "Marion???" Less than ten seconds after he placed his claws on the steel plate, Scarr discovered something that frightened him—no one except him had put their hands on the steel plate! Even Marion, who had just informed him that the enemy was approaching! What was going on? According to the plan, they should do this now!
"..." The next moment, Scarr knew the answer. He knew the answer to why his brothers hadn't spoken again. "This... um..." Along with the strange feeling coming from inside his body, Scarr subtly felt that his body was out of his control. Even making a sound became a luxury. The third hand that was grasping the edge of the steel plate also drooped down weakly. As his body lost strength, the individual missile launcher he carried on his shoulder fell towards the water and was about to fall into the water, colliding with the metal and making a noise. However, on the eve of the landing of this individual missile launcher, it was rolled up by something without making any sound. Along with this phenomenon, Scar's sturdy body fell down and was also "gently" placed in the sewage. "..." A second before his consciousness faded, Scarr saw something long... It silently sank into the sewage without a ripple or a trace.
