paranoianovel Chapter 105: Angel’s Wrath, Killing All Thieves
Chapter 105: Angel’s Wrath, Killing All Thieves
Yifeng now began to doubt whether his decision was correct. He would not really fight every day if he went with this group of mourners.
It doesn't seem to be a problem to send a few more battleships.
The Red Corsair is a Chaos force still loyal to Huron. This pirate king has gathered a large number of Chaos warbands who have "recently" rebelled.
Due to the continued deception of the Imperium of Mankind and the unreasonable forcing of Chapters Astartes to do strange things, large numbers of Astartes rebelled against the Imperium and fell into Chaos. There are also some who do not join Chaos, but work as mercenaries or do their own things in the galaxy.
Many of these people are willing to fight with Huron. After these years of development, Huron has become the most powerful Chaos Lord under Abaddon.
Of course Huron himself is not here. How could the great pirate be staying in a remote mining base at such a perfect time for such a big rift to unfold? This red pirate is allying with Abaddon and going out to fight a big war.
Since Guilliman became a living saint, the Imperial Guards no longer stay in the palace. Now they take action in small groups, making Chaos extremely uncomfortable on the frontal battlefield. Several demon princes and demon princes who have been fishing for a long time have taken action. , the front was beaten into a pot of porridge.
Huron must have taken this opportunity to steal things and poach himself to become the war commander.
But enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, even if it's a base.
The Weeper Chapter was deceived by Huron and indirectly helped Chaos, so we started the Atonement Crusade and ran into the Tyranids' mouths, not to mention the Minotaur Chapter who came to prevent us from "continuing to be loyal to Chaos". All the valuable things from my war group were taken away. Otherwise, how could I be so poor now?
Matthew Leo found Yifeng and asked for an immediate attack. Their soldiers can definitely continue to fight and reduce the enemy to dust.
And Yifeng carefully observed the reconnaissance report returned by the tenth round. The enemy's vigilance in the video did not seem to be strong, and it may not be a large force guarding this place.
Huron's power is one of the best in the Chaos Realm, but is it a bit too arrogant for you to establish a stronghold in the real world? Or~~
Judging from the investigation information, it may be a mining base for precious minerals.
"Captain Yifeng, believe us, the Lamenters will never show mercy to Huron's troops."
Matthew Leo spoke to Yifeng very seriously, and Yifeng could see the anger of revenge burning on his face.
"I understand. Get the battleship close to me. No matter how many people there are, kill them all! No matter what they have, grab them all for me."
Yifeng secretly covered the microphone, and Matthew Leo didn't hear the rest of the sentence.
"Captain Yifeng, there seems to be some problem with the communication. What is the last half of the sentence?"
"Just let go and fight, we are behind you."
The mourners immediately replenished their weapons and ammunition and prepared for battle. By the way, I brought a little touch.
The two damaged battle barges, the Solemn Alert and the Mother of Tears, watched the newly captured battleship, and the other battleship formations immediately moved towards the enemy's base.
The battle barge has been attacked by several rounds of ground-based artillery, and the Moon-class cruiser also fought back unceremoniously.
The defense here is very large, and the number of Chaos warriors is unknown, but there are many Chaos believers and the facilities are complete.
Space-based weapons are advancing here, and the space station is built like a solid fortress.
The Astartes didn't say much. Jumping into big, stupid buildings like this was something they often did.
The defense facilities in the enemy's space station are also very tight. The few warships on the space port are setting off urgently. Most of them are transport fleets and are unloading cargo. Now they can only escape in a hurry.
A large number of frigates and moon-class cruisers quickly surrounded the surroundings. The number of these cruisers was acceptable, but the overwhelming frigates made their scalp numb.
The space torpedo flew rapidly in the cosmic space illuminated by artillery fire. The violent machine spirit flew impatiently towards the battleship, while the close-in defense artillery fire used dense barrages to stop its delusions.
The battle barge Eternal Mountain is now Yifeng's flagship, and it is also leading the charge. Forming an angle with it in the offensive is the Dawnlight commanded by the Lamenters.
While they were not paying attention, most of the enemy's warships were still in the port, and a large number of bombings followed. They did not even need to aim the torpedoes, and flew towards the huge parking area on automatic navigation.
There was a strange light flickering on the planet. It was the planet's defense system at work. Scarlet beams of light shot straight from the plains, the sea, and the desert, causing the void shields of the battle barges to flicker.
The best warriors are always tempered in war, but the price is a lot of lost lives.
A renegade warband of Iron Warriors is stationed here. They have been bathed in too many deaths and are now seriously short of troops. They are repairing here.
But there are other Astartes on the ground. These guys are all gathered under Huron, but they are very disunited and have different beliefs.
The incoming enemy did not panic them, they were rational, and they used all the forces they could organize to fight back against the Astartes.
The Terror Warband is accustomed to war and death. They ignore everything and only want to complete the tasks of their superiors with precision.
They don't care who their superiors are, it's the norm for mercenaries.
They have been jumping between pirates and mercenaries all year round, and now they are working for Huron just because Huron offers a higher price.
The jump cabin flew out of the battleship, and a large number of warriors jumped to the enemy's space station using subspace teleportation.
The Indomitable Terminators had a slight reduction in numbers in the previous war, but that did not prevent them from running amok in the space station now.
The Iron Warriors are waiting for the enemy's arrival behind bunkers and shields. They have varying degrees of alienation. They each believe in different branches of different evil gods, so the divisions within the warband are also serious.
The leader of the Iron Warriors is named Vlahos, a rare Chaos Terminator warrior. The ancient armor on his body tells the enemy that he is a thousand-year veteran. On his head were long, great horns, not the war horns of Khorne, but replicas of the huge antlers that crowned Nurgle's head.
He had already died once. He had to face the subspace to repair himself. This thing grew on his seriously injured head. If he were in the troops directly under the original body, this thing would be cut off, but here they don't care.
The antlers were exactly where he used to hang the flags of the skulls and defeated warbands.
"Get ready." The Iron Warriors didn't say much nonsense. The enemy had already thrown many grenades and smoke bombs.
A huge object flew out of the smoke, and the warriors opened fire, shattering what the Astartes threw at them.
"Don't worry, pay attention to the front."
Explosive bombs came towards him, and the tall antlers were hit by several explosive bombs in an instant, and several of the decorated heads with the air of death floating on them were blown away.
Vlahos didn't care about these things. He felt that after this battle, he would have several more interesting collectibles in his corner.
In the smoke, they can feel the enemy approaching, and their strong arms grip the shield. They will launch a counterattack when the enemy's first wave of impact is blocked by the front row of shield guards.
The long power weapon struck with blue light, looking like a long stick. The Iron Warriors had never seen this kind of power weapon, but they still held up their shields to block the attack.
At this moment, the long stick suddenly turned into a weapon with two connected sticks, one long and one short.
The Coiling Dragon Stick is a special power weapon that Yifeng asked the technical sergeant to build.
To put it simply, it is a nunchuck with a long end and a short end. This is a weapon very suitable for attacking enemies behind a shield.
The long stick hit the upper side of the shield, knocking out a few sparks, while the short stick, with the hitting point on the upper side of the shield as the center of the circle, bypassed the enemy's shield and went straight to the enemy's face and back.
Caught off guard, several enemies were directly shot in the head. One lucky enemy was only shot in the back. There was something wrong with the power backpack.
The strong Lamenter Primaris warriors took the lead, knocking off the Iron Warriors as they charged.
Ever since Yifeng came to this world, he has been thinking, the space warriors here love swords, so are there any weapons that can specifically restrain swords?
A dream given to him by Malcador reminded him of this weapon. Things like the dragon stick hit the enemy's shield and broadsword. When the enemy used his own weapon to hold the long stick swung over, the short stick would hit it with extreme force. Smash it at the back of the enemy's weapon at a fast speed. No matter what is hidden behind the weapon you block, it will be smashed by the stick.
Now the short stick has become a power weapon. With its super high speed, it is as powerful as a small power hammer hitting you on the head.
The shortcomings are also obvious. It is at a disadvantage in close combat, such as when the mad wolf comes to you with two power claws.
The Panlong Stick is generally used to break armor soldiers and sweep the legs of cavalry.
Now the warriors wielding the Powered Dragon Staff fell back, and the Lamenters' surging fury overwhelmed the enemy's defenses.
"For the Emperor and Sanguinius!"
Chapter leader Matthew Leo took the lead. He wore the Terminator armor sent by Yifeng, equipped with a power diamond and hell's heavy flames. This is the standard equipment of the siege fearless.
Mathilio penetrated layer after layer of walls, leaking out all sides of the enemy's defensive positions. Immediately afterwards, the attack of Hell's Heavy Spitfire burned everything behind the wall.
The enemy's counterattack was equally deadly, and a powerful toxin began to wreak havoc. This was a highly corrosive good stuff that Vlahos had obtained from another warband.
There was once a planet where the Tyranids took a fancy to Nurgle's forces. On the Worm Diaum, the Nurgle army, with the Sixth Company of the Death Guard as the main body, defeated the Tyranids' army.
Note that although the Death Guard only has seven companies in name, if Nurgle is forced to attack with all their troops, the number they can pull out is as high as 30,000. No one knows how many troops they have invested in this battle. , but they killed the Tyranids.
The ferrymen smashed the bodies of the Tyranids, liquefied them and made them poisonous.
These poisons were privately hoarded by them, and then transferred to Vlahos at a huge cost.
Now, he wants to release this terrifying poison.
The Iron Warriors began to retreat. Many of them did not believe in Nurgle's sect. Even Nurgle's followers now distanced themselves from their leader.
One of the Lamenters' Primaris warriors rushed forward and saw a strange container flying towards him.
Without thinking, the experienced warrior immediately accelerated his charge. At this time, he knew with his toes that the weapon thrown at him must be a powerful weapon.
He had no choice but to cross cover and tangle with his giant-antlered foe.
The strange container exploded into pieces, and a terrifying sound came from behind the Primaris Lamenter, like someone using a saw to cut into pieces of rotting flesh.
His doubts were quickly answered by his teammates behind him. The strong corrosiveness corroded everything the liquid came into contact with, and it scurried between metals like a plague.
A few drops of venom were splashed on his body, the machine soul of the armor whimpered, and the warrior's tactical helmet was filled with alarm sounds, but he had no time to care about it now.
Chainswords crisscrossed past each other, and the tall Primaris warrior used brute strength to press the enemy's war blade into his opponent's chest.
Even though I say I am an angel, Sparta is not as fierce as me in a fight.
"Scum, enjoy your last moments."
Vlahos remained silent. He pressed his antlers against the warrior's shoulder armor, and the two began to wrestle. Nurgle's blessing gave him a strong body.
His body began to break apart, and inside the armor were his own internal organs. The armor seemed to have become the skin and flesh of Vlahos.
The Lamenter warrior looked at the enemy's body in front of him like porcelain that had fallen to the ground, with dense cracks appearing.
Dark green body fluids flowed down, and a large amount of rotten internal organs made people want to vomit just by looking at them.
Vlahos's entire body turned into a poisonous pool, and the antlers were densely covered with poisonous sores, which then exploded and yellow-white juice splashed onto the tactical goggles, which made the Wailer even more angry.
With a fierce kick forward, Vlahos staggered back. The Primaris Lamenter made a roundhouse slash and pressed the chain sword onto the enemy's blocking sword, followed by the shoulder armor, flesh and bones, and the chain sword roared continuously. Pressing down, it seemed as if he was going to chop off Vlahos' entire arm.
"You are already dead."
The corrosive toxin entered the wailer's body, following the corroded holes in the power armor. He began to feel weak and weak, and the scene in front of him became increasingly blurry, as if a layer of blood was sticking to his eyelids.
Vlahos pushed back the warrior's blade and kicked the taller foe away.
This was in return for the kick he just made.
The Primaris warrior fell weakly to the ground, his hands unable to lift anything. He could feel his back beginning to rot, and the vision in front of him became clearer and clearer.
He saw a big green fat man sitting on a rotten wood looking at him. The huge antlers were so similar to the one in front of him. The huge body was covered with broken sores and cut flesh.
Countless Nurglings were laughing on His shoulders, in His bowels, and at His feet.
He looked compassionately at the wailer kneeling on the ground in front of him, stretched out his strange and thick hand, and seemed to agree to his request to join this big family.
Primaris Lamenter roared, he felt more and more powerless, and the giant in front of him was getting taller and taller. This green fat man was as tall as his father's back.
His discomfort became less and less, and the disgusting disease-filled environment around him made him feel warm.
The withered and rotting palace made him feel comfortable, and the decaying germ blanket in the villa made him feel like he was lying on the softest bed in the world. The deadly disease gradually transformed from invisible to tangible. He seemed to be able to see countless incarnations of the disease fighting around. Play and occasionally stroke his face.
A gentle yet majestic voice sounded directly from his mind, "Join us!"
He kept looking at the tall, fat, green man's majestic body. He couldn't control his body, and his eyes could only look at this loving father.
Suddenly, the son of the Blood Angel's originally distracted eyes suddenly focused, and a touch of disharmony on the fat green man's body attracted his attention.
A burn scar was extremely conspicuous, occupying all his sight, and he stared at the flames still burning in this scar.
That wound was burning with an eternal spiritual flame, as vast as heaven's punishment.
Blood and death broke in, and the original rotten wood and disgusting green monster began to faintly retreat and disappear. The bombed bulkhead appeared around him at some point. The illusion of the cabin gradually solidified, and the holes in the bulkhead Outside, there is the war-torn yet solemn planet.
There are flames and surging enemies everywhere!
"Holy Les!"
He seemed to hear the call.
"Sanguinius!"
Sanguinius? Who is Sanguinius?
"Holy Les, put an end to the rebels!"
I am Sanguinius.
He raised his sword high again and struggled to get up, dodging the slashes of the enemy in front of him. Sanguinius fought bravely, and the enemy in front of him was beaten back steadily.
In the distance, the rebels were laughing wildly, and the enemy was attacking Terra.
"Death to the traitor!"
Sanguinius furiously tore apart the enemies in front of him. He was surrounded by enemies. The battleships around him were dilapidated. The familiar yet unfamiliar environment here made him feel silently angry.
A large number of enemies wearing black terminators came over, they were Horus' elite guards.
"Come out and die! Horus."
When the Lamenters used ion weapons and flamethrowers to deal with the poison blocking the way, all they saw were corpses and death warriors standing on the ground.
For the Emperor and Sanguinius.
On the other side, Yifeng in the command room let the battleship enter the orbit of the planet against the firepower of the enemy planet. For Yifeng, capturing the spaceport does not seem to be an issue that needs to be considered. How to capture the planet is the core of the problem.
Capture it before the Red Pirate support arrives and run away after looting.
Yifeng looked at the general image sent by the battleship's bird servant. There were many void shields of various sizes on the entire planet. This was very common on the planets of the empire, but it was not normal on this nearly dead planet.
The two largest void shield locations are located in a crater and a canyon abyss.
It sounds like a place with treasure.
"Captain Yifeng, I am Matthew Leo. Our troops have broken through the enemy's defense line and are clearing out the remaining enemies."
"Got it, get it done as soon as possible, we don't have time to waste here."
The spaceports were still firing at each other, but the enemy fire was getting smaller and smaller, and the Wailers managed to destroy most of the fort facilities.
On the planet, a large number of Chaos believers are performing evacuation missions. The enemy's attack came without warning. Even the Chaos Gods did not give them a signal. Their own prophets seemed to have failed.
Packages of all sizes are either packed and sent towards the largest fortress, where the largest void shield is located, or they are equipped with machines ready to escape in any chaos.
The Red Torrent battleships in space have begun to bombard the void shield. The artillery fire is fierce and the Chaos believers are in confusion.
Carrying one of the most dangerous guests in the world, the airdrop cabin violently rubbed against strange gases in the air, producing purple flames that made people on the planet look up at this spectacle.
The Iron Warrior roared, commanding the "war parts" to form a complete defensive wall.
Everyone was waiting nervously with their weapons in hand, but the enemies in the abyss and crater did not see the descending Astartes rushing toward them, and only news came that several small bases had been destroyed.
Subsequently, more transport ships descended on the planet, making it clear that this was a massive all-out attack.
A large amount of smoke and dust rose from a distance. This huge scale made the Iron Warriors of the Abyss Base not only doubt whether they could hold on to this place.
We hope that the gang of Guilliman's villains at Crater Base can share more firepower for us.
Furusch led his soldiers to march quickly. After observation and judgment by the scouts, although there were towers of towers here, they were basically military facilities. This meant that this was a military area built later and there was not much population. It was estimated that there would be no Support the devil to exist for a long time.
The Atris Militarum were approved to enter the planet to fight. Their fighting spirit was high, and the large number of Emperor's Baneblades (Type II) boosted their morale.
As the political commissar of the Mortal Auxiliary Army, Volus still has a high status even if the transformation of the Astartes failed. Now he is ordered to command a regiment of the Mortal Auxiliary Army and a regiment of the Astra Astra Militarum.
His mission is to provide a steady flow of force for the main force when launching an all-out siege. To put it simply, he is to rush with the Astartes.
Having several tanks on his side gave him great peace of mind, and he directed his troops to advance slowly.
Not everyone can ride on the Chimera armored vehicle. Only elite teams carrying heavy weapons can ride on it. Other mortal warriors follow the vehicle on foot.
Some scattered enemies appeared, and the almost fanatical suicide attacks of the Chaos followers caused some casualties to the mortals.
The Chaos forces are also fighting on their own. Enemies in other areas will not support here. They wish we could wipe out all the enemies here. Only the disobedient and stubborn bones coming out of the defense array will appear in this position.
A bullet flew past Volus's head, and the heavy bolter on the Chimera armored vehicle quickly counterattacked, blasting the enemy and the bunker into ashes.
Volus praised the shooter with satisfaction.
"Well done, boy."
The shooter waved his hand shyly and continued to monitor the surroundings.
The dust raised by a large number of troop carriers and attack vehicles around them made everyone uncomfortable. The air here could only be said to be barely surviveable with a breathing mask, but it was by no means comfortable.
Several artillery shells passed over their heads. This was a test bombardment by the enemy in the fortress. They hoped to use the huge shock wave generated by the explosion to temporarily disperse the dust and see clearly the enemy's troop deployment.
I don’t know what happened next.
Soon, Volus put these distracting thoughts behind him, it was now during the war.
There is no talk of building defensive facilities or digging trenches on the spot. The order from superiors is to attack the fortress with a wave of attack, and there is no retreat at all.
This order looked very much like an instruction given by a layman, but Volus, who was familiar with his own army management system, knew that this time the battle group had used its full strength.
Suddenly, a large number of precise attacks flew towards our own queue, blowing up a Chimera in front.
Several strange and fast vehicles broke in.
In the dust, armor-piercing bombs accurately penetrated the steel plate, killing the driver inside.
Various gilded heads hung on the dark silver armor, and the ancient traitors of the Fourth Legion appeared on the battlefield.
"Enemy attack, Chaos Astartes!"