Weird invasion?Then I have to kill demons with technology.

Chapter 141 War
"The Kingdom of Light has always been the great enemy of the Empire in the early years. During the Great Crusade, under the wise leadership of the Emperor, although the Kingdom of Light has disappeared, it is still active among the Empire..."

——— "The History of the Great Expedition"

Bang bang bang bang! ! ! !
Boom boom boom! ! !
"Ooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

"For the Empire!!!"

"Emperor!"

"The traitor will die!!!"

The battlefield at this moment is like hell. Huge tanks are walking between the trenches. The sound of rumbling guns has become the main theme of this battlefield. The sound of explosions, screams, roars, growls, and screams is endless.

There are even two new models of god weapons newly produced by the empire on the battlefield. The giant Longbo walks on the battlefield with its wide soles, and the powerful weapons mounted on it constantly bombard the enemy's line. Rotary Bolt Cannons imbue enemies with a blast of crimson and destruction.

The imperial soldiers kept raising their guns and charging, and some people fell on the road of charging at any time, but none of the imperial soldiers were willing to stop or desert, because at the forefront of them, a group of them wore dark green armor and held high the imperial flag. The metahuman warriors with the Banner of the Ringhead are at the forefront of the battlefield.

On the tragic battlefield, the commander of the first battalion of the Death Guard Legion is leading his honor guard to launch another surprise attack on the enemy.

According to the internal regulations of the Gochen Warrior Corps, company commanders and above can be equipped with honor guards, and these guards are generally served by experienced veterans.

The honor guard of battalion commander-level officers will feature champion fighters, and the elite of champion fighters will be responsible for guarding the great Primarch.

"For the glory of the empire!!!"

The commander of the first battalion roared, holding a double-bolt submachine gun in one hand and a huge heavy metal sickle in the other, and personally led the team to charge towards the enemy.

Around the commander of the first battalion, legion veterans wearing special power armor and special poisonous dragon helmets also raised their heavy-duty bolt guns and the standard melta weapons of the Imperial Legion to follow.

On the two sides closest to the first battalion commander, two Death Guard champions with the Imperial Coiling Dragon logo printed on their breastplates stood guard on the left and right.

On the other side of the imperial army is the Church of Light, which is composed of heavenly heretics. Countless brainwashed fanatics hold high crude weapons and continue to attack the imperial army under the blessing of the gods.

In the sky, those angels shining with white light kept attaching the power in their bodies to the javelins on their backs and then threw them down from the sky. The soldiers of the empire were strung on the ground like gourds on a string, even the light tanks of the empire It is also difficult to parry such a terrifying attack.

The Empire's Thunder Dragon gunships, golden eagle aircraft, and space fighters are constantly strangling these angels in the sky. From time to time, an imperial fighter jet with billowing smoke will fall from the sky and become scrap iron, and some angels will bleed on the battlefield. It turned into streaks of white light and disappeared without a trace.

On the ground, those heretics wearing white hooded robes and golden wings tattooed on their backs are holding up the bible and scepter in their hands, constantly praying and blessing the brainwashed soldiers with simple weapons.

Under these so-called prayers and blessings, the fighting spirit of the brainwashed soldiers became stronger, and everyone attacked the imperial army with an extremely fanatical attitude. Even if they would die, they would not take a step back.

The enemy obviously planned to put all their eggs in one basket. They used extremely cruel methods to force blood sacrifices to a large number of believers, and used the power of those believers to summon a large number of blasphemous creatures called angels from the four-dimensional space.

The priests of the Chinese Church of the National Church Correctional Force airdropped together with the imperial army recited the emperor's philosophy and the belief of the empire aloud, boosting the morale of the surrounding people.

The punishment troops are elite soldiers selected from the army. They are proficient in various tactics, and they are proficient in the use and structure of many weapons. At the same time, they are also loyal believers of the emperor. On the territory!

The heavy artillery units behind the empire continued to make rumbling noises, and the ground of the entire heavy artillery position was sunk by more than half a meter. Countless artillery fire poured into that fortress-like city, which is the core city of the entire planet. It was also the last target of the imperial army.

Different from those rough demons, although the heretics of heaven are extremely disgusted with technology, they will still use these tools that bring them convenience. This fortress-like city is running the energy barrier technology of the old empire, which is also The reason why those heretics can struggle under the heavy fire tactics of the imperial army.

boom! ! ! !boom! ! !boom! ! !

Several heavy beams of light fell from the sky, and the crimson beams even melted the ground. Countless heretics and brainwashed soldiers died tragically here, and even some soldiers of the empire were burned by the heat.

After the Ninth Fleet of the Empire dropped a large number of imperial troops, the air attack fleet headed by strike cruisers has been circling the atmosphere of the entire planet, constantly vacating areas after areas with raging artillery fire.

They will use a furious low-Earth orbit strike to show those heretics who is the master of this territory!
The behavior style of the Death Guard Legion is just like their name. They never care about the loss of the enemy, and sometimes they don't even care about our loss.

Countless air strikes even caused some casualties of the imperial army to a certain extent.

But these losses and casualties are worthwhile in the eyes of the death guards, as long as they can complete their goals, they can even sell themselves.

Whoosh...

An angel who couldn't see his face clearly and was shrouded in brilliance raised a long battle gun and swooped down, and his target was the battalion commander of the Death Guard Legion who had already fallen into the enemy's line.

"Die!!!!"

The angel let out a roar, and pointed the spear in his hand at the chest of a battalion commander. The battalion commander noticed the attack from the sky, and after dodging sideways, he directly grabbed the battle gun with his wide palm, and swung the thick sickle with the other hand to strike the angel. wings.

puff!

The golden blood like radiance swept into the air, and one of the angel's wings was cut off by the sickle. The battalion commander seized the opportunity, strangled the angel's neck with one hand, and then sent two explosive bombs to his head.

The angel's body fell powerlessly, followed by the deafening cheers of the imperial army. The first battalion commander didn't pay much attention to it, but continued to lead his guards to open a way for the rear troops to charge.

They are like fearless and tireless killing weapons. The barrels of the bolt guns in their hands have already turned red, and the sickles and war blades in the other hand have been swung countless times. Everywhere is the enemy's broken arm wreckage.

The Death Guards are like the flags of the empire's battlefields, but wherever they go, morale will be geometrically improved.

The dark green armor and the banner of the ring-headed poisonous dragon are the beliefs of the imperial army on this battlefield.

The enemy may be extremely fanatical, but this fanaticism does not determine the direction of the war.

At least for now!
"Let's fight, you uncivilized races, then you will know how terrifying our plan is."

In the fortress city, an old man of the Wing clan with white wings on his back, slightly crooked, wearing a crown of thorns and a platinum robe, looked coldly at the bloody battlefield. He didn't seem to feel distressed at all, and even had other plans .

(End of this chapter)