mtl008 Chapter 297 The Army's Defeat Settles
Chapter 297 The Army's Defeat Settles
"For the sake of the tyrant Badab, destroy the false emperor's troops!"
The Chaos Space Marines shouted and cut off one navy crew member after another. They rushed into the interior of the ship, and every time a bolter shot rang out, another soldier would die heroically.
Every time they passed a corridor, a intact device would be detonated. The chaos surged with their arrival, and the terrible changes also appeared.
"Where's the plasma cannon!"
"Still charging, Lieutenant Luke! It's very close to the overheating stage. We can't fire it right now, or it will overload and explode!"
"*!"
Lieutenant Luke cursed inwardly as he pulled the trigger, firing a blazing laser at the swarming Chaos Cans, then pulled out the pin and threw a fragmentation grenade at the enemy.
Although the navy soldiers reacted quickly, the reaction speed of those Chaos Cans that were beyond the mortal bodies was simply incomparable to that of unmodified humans.
With a "bang", the grenade was casually thrown back by the opponent and fell right into the crowd.
"BOOM!"
There was a cloud of smoke and Lieutenant Luke stood up coughing to check. His ears hurt badly from the huge impact and his head was dizzy and humming.
"Are you all right? Ahem... Tell me..."
When his eyes adjusted to the surrounding light, he realized that he was the only one left in his team. If one of the soldiers had not pinned him to the ground, he might have left with them.
"I'll fight with you!"
"Oh!"
“Puka!”
The roar of the bomb shattered Luke's right leg, and sent him flying several meters backwards, where he fell to the ground, leaving a trail of blood.
Those Chaos Cans appeared with a giggle, and in front of the nearly dead Luke, they kept trampling on the bodies of his comrades, looking insignificant as if they were unimportant things.
"Ahem... Damn it..."
The Chaos Warriors didn't care about a dying lieutenant, they had more important tasks to perform. The detected interior map of the ship was displayed on their arms, and they were judging the next area to go to.
Luke spat out blood, dragged his broken body, and with his last breath he crawled towards the fully charged plasma cannon. He climbed over the broken corpses and the damaged sandbags, and touched the top of the base with one hand.
"Crack!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
"Little thing, you think we have no eyes, right? Hahaha, since you like the fake emperor so much, then I will send you to see the Golden Throne!"
Chaos Can crushed Luke's palm with one foot, and with a light touch, its ferocious claws pierced the opponent's spine and rolled towards his head section by section.
"Ahhh! The Emperor...cannot be desecrated...Ahhh! The Emperor...is great!!!"
Luke stretched out his trembling left hand, bit the pin with his teeth and raised the grenade. With the simplest idea in mind and doing the most unlikely thing to succeed, he slowly stuffed the grenade into the energy slot of the base.
The impossible was successful. Luke thought that the Emperor had appeared, but the real reason was that a picture from the main ship was received in the helmets of those Chaos Cans.
On the shattered Huron was a figure that was terrifying to look at. Their warmaster was dead...
"BOOM!!!"
The grenade detonated the energy tank, and in an instant an uncontrolled torrent of plasma surged up and down. A ball of light exploded instantly, and there was no living thing within a radius of five meters, even the deck of the ship was melted through.
"For the Emperor! Fight back!"
A loud roar came from the hole, and the desperate navy began a desperate counterattack.
"Reporting to Lord Guilliman, the news of Huron's death has been uploaded to the enemy communication network."
"Damn it, if Xiu Lun is dead, what's the point of our fighting... Retreat! The whole army retreats! Mortals don't have to worry about finding a planet to plunder, and everyone else retreats immediately!"
"Lord Guilliman, we have received calls from multiple parties and those enemy boarding teams have begun to evacuate quickly."
"Where the hell did this Dreadnought Armor come from?!"
Iron Fortress Fearless
As time passed, the battle situation gradually became more stable. Upon hearing the news of Huron's death, the Chaos Fleet was immediately defeated, and all the ships fled without stopping when the disaster struck.
When the Chaos troops who boarded the ship realized that they had no hope of survival, they immediately went crazy and destroyed everything they could on the ship.
After 18 standard Terra hours, all movable ships had left the battlefield in the galaxy, except for the floating wreckage of warships and the broken corpses with missing limbs.
“Send the Order’s exploration vessel and the Navy’s logistics salvage fleet to clear the area, and the other warships will immediately integrate to track the enemy’s main force.
Poorly functioning ships are to be immediately sent to the main star's port for repairs, and naval garrisons in surrounding star regions are to be notified to be on the lookout for escaping Chaos vessels.
Although Huron is dead, this does not mean the collapse of the Chaos Fleet. In some cases, the scattered fleet will be more annoying, but at least it will not pose a threat to the Empire..."
67 standard Terra hours later, Guilliman finally lay in his own bed. Those criminals who hid in the ships and caused massive destruction were finally judged, and everything was finally settled.
"Om..."
"Reporting to Lord Guilliman, this is the damage done to the combined fleet. Would you like to review it?"
Guilliman opened his eyes, sighed, then stood up and took the list from the soldier. Dozens of pages of black words made him dizzy, and these were only the most basic, easiest to count, and largest data.
When it comes to really breaking down into each department, each company, and each room, numbers become just numbers.
"21 ships were destroyed, including 3 battleships, 6 cruisers, 12 frigates, 3238 Space Marines, naval personnel... logistics personnel...
That's it for now."
"Hey! A great victory. Stop looking so sad. The enemy's casualties are more than twice ours. I said close combat is the most effective. Hahahaha!"
Russ didn't even wipe the dull plasma off his body, but walked in with a bucket of wine. He waved his hand to let the soldiers leave, slapped the lid of the barrel, and took out a glass and handed it to Guilliman without any hesitation.
"Thank you, but I have never gotten used to your Fenris wolf wine."
"Hahaha, then no one will like you in Fenris, you have no
People like it hahaha!"
Russ was grinning from ear to ear, drinking one glass after another. Guilliman looked at his brother who was always in a good mood, shook his head and sipped the wine.
"Huh... I haven't been to Terra for a long time. I don't know if Vulkan has recovered. A Primarch who has lost his memory... How many forces would be jealous of him?"
Russ licked his canine teeth with the tip of his tongue, looked carefully at Guilliman in front of him and said slowly:
"He may have changed a little. The essence of the subspace cannot be awakened casually. It takes some effort..."
"The nature of the subspace?"
Guilliman frowned, then thought of the blood on Russ's body and the strange movements, so he asked quickly:
"What happened to you? Is it... like your eye, an incurable injury?"
Ruth rolled his eyes, drank the wine in the barrel and said:
"You are too close to our father... This may not be suitable for awakening your essence, your warp essence, your power from the warp..."
Guilliman remained calm, but the wine in the glass in his hand rippled slightly. He was of course aware of his own situation. The Primarch was not entirely a product of genetic technology.
If there were no subspace power to interfere with this kind of superior being that transcends all living things, then the situation it represents would definitely be beyond the plane of subspace.
It’s a pity that the most terrifying enemy in this galaxy, the disaster that no one can escape, is still the demons in the subspace.
"Then what is the nature of the subspace you have awakened to?"
Ruth smiled contemptuously, then calmed down. His suppressed aura was like that of a wild wolf ready to attack.
With his breathing, thin, winding blood vessels appeared on his skin, and the aura he exuded became terrifying.
"ROAAA..."
Men of Fenris
Like the whimpering growl of a wild beast when threatened, in between the gurgling sounds, the angry roars of other warriors suddenly came from outside the door.
Then, no matter where they were, all the Space Wolves Space Marines who had shared the Glory of Macragge with Russ bent over, their eyes gleaming with ferocity and roaring in low voices.
The surrounding navy and Space Marines from other regiments were stunned, not understanding why the Space Marines who were drinking and having fun just now had become so scary now.
It was as if they had encountered some invisible enemy. The terrifying appearance was even more shocking than usual, making them remain silent, fearing that the enemy would come up and bite them.
"ROAAA!"
All the Space Wolves howled to the sky, then their breathing gradually calmed down. They touched their heads as if recalling what had just happened, and drank three glasses of wine with a little embarrassment.
The scouts of the Wolf Group are all veterans, because the new recruits are too active and do not fit the concept of scouts.
"Haha, you see my changes, the wild is calling, the descendants around me will gain a sense of inspiration, the bloody trial will become faster, stronger and more powerful, but the judgment may be lacking...
But there is one more point, which is my personal improvement. As long as I am provided with information about the target, I can smell the opponent's position through the power of the subspace.
No matter if I have met the person before or not, no matter if it is the first time I know this person, as long as the information is accurate enough, I can detect the other party's situation." Ruth said slowly.
"Incredible, so this is also the key to your finding Lin Heng?"
Russ nodded and said, "Yes, from another perspective, this can also prove the accuracy of the news. At least what that bastard Magnus said is true...
Lin Heng...is indeed an important part of your majesty's rise, but I have no idea how he did it."
"What about the others? Or...the things in the warp?"
Russ shook his head and said, "It's not easy. The more powerful the creature, the more confusing the comparison will be. Just now, when I searched for Lin Heng, I found that his situation had also changed. If we want to find him, we need more accurate information."
Guilliman nodded and took a random sip of Fenris Wolf Brew, which tasted awful, like a sip of hot water laced with alcohol.
"I don't know if I have this special ability, so how did you awaken it?"
“I don’t know. I got it after a fight one day and a nap. I’m still in the familiarization stage. There are still many incredible things in it.
Okay, the wine is finished, and I should go back to Fenris, so let's say goodbye." Russ stood up and rubbed his neck.
Guilliman nodded but did not look up. He just stared at his reflection in the wine. Then he said to Russ who was walking to the door:
"If...if you see Ryan, remember to say sorry to him for me. This is also for you, Russ. I'm sorry for splitting up your legion, and...welcome home."
Ruth stood there without turning around. He raised his head, sucked his teeth and said:
"Humph...it's all in the past. Let's put things in perspective. You have your own difficulties.
If you have anything to say, go ahead and say it yourself. If we meet, we will definitely fight first. We might forget about it while fighting.
You can say it to his face. At most you will get punched twice. It's okay. If I were there, I would definitely hold him back."
Russ walked away immediately after he finished speaking. Guilliman nodded thoughtfully, drank the Fenris Wolf Wine in one gulp, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Pass on my orders. The Combined Fleet is disbanded. The captains of each organization's ships are to carry out their own repairs and assignments. And Ultramarines, it's time for you and me to go home! Let's set off for Macragge!"
...
"who are you?"
Lin Heng, who had gone through unimaginable experiences for ordinary people, was no longer easily frightened as before, but the thing in front of him that looked like it had nothing in common with living creatures still made him somewhat confused.
"Ah, you're awake? Hello, hello. I don't mean any harm to you. I just couldn't help but want to come to you to see what's going on with this guy who's been a little volatile.
I didn't expect it to be so beyond my expectations. No wonder the Lord of Humanity cares so much about you. I would do the same."
The tone was very friendly, and there was no threat in the movements. Apart from looking like a metal skeleton, the posture was completely that of a living person.
However, the hollow body was made entirely of matte metal, and a bright but not dazzling green light shone through the metal gaps. If the other party did not have the logo of the Mechanicus on him, he would definitely think that this was some weird mechanical sage.
Wrong time, wrong people, wrong place, everything was wrong. Lin Heng stared at the metal object in front of him and asked again:
"So who are you anyway?"
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the Overlord of the Necrons - Trazyn the Infinite."