Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind.

Chapter 24 Geller Iron Plague
They are generally the same in appearance, but look different in every way, like steel giants forcibly piled up from various parts, covered with insane cannons, and holding an oversized chainsaw in their hands.

Looking from afar, they looked like oversized heavy armored orcs.

Titan units of green orcs: iron giant, ancient giant garbage.Long overdue.

The emergence of iron giants and ancient giants forced the imperial titans to focus on the enemy's titan units, and the accompanying appearance of various walking iron can armors made the pressure on the space warriors and mortal armored divisions without fire support suddenly soared.

But on the whole, they were still making steady progress toward the strong fortress where the orc leader hid.

This is undoubtedly a bitter battle, and even if the empire wins in the end, the price it will pay will be extremely heavy.However, they still have the huge variable of the cyberlux battle body.

There is no doubt that Titan units have a great impact on the battle situation, not to mention the extremely specialized extreme output Titans like the Cyberlux battle body, not to mention that there are 18 units of this kind of unit at the beginning. Such a force is used properly, and it can almost influence the apocalypse-level war.

The orc's ancient giant is as brittle as a biscuit in front of its powerful firepower. Even with the waaagh!!! force field blessing, it can't withstand the all-round coverage blow from the battle body for too long.

The admirals and psychic advisors on the Fire of Repentance couldn't help sighing, where did the Falla people dig out so many usable ancient relics... It's a pity that they haven't been able to contact Falla's planetary governor, and he doesn't know where he went.

With the support of the combat troops, this ground war on the battle moon can be said to be a rare event for the imperial army, and it can truly be called a "advantage is my own" battle. If the advantage can continue, victory is only a matter of time.

It's a pity that there is no such if.

As the progress of the war progressed, the think-tank units in each Space Marine Chapter noticed something strange hidden in the green tide.

The Legion of Martyrs fought all the way from the green tide spreading across the galaxy, and was able to board the battle moon to participate in this decisive battle. Every member of the legion is a tough fighter who is one in a million.

They have roughly figured out the orc's temper in previous battles, and gradually figured out their own set of tactics against this brutal, bloodthirsty and unreasonable dirty alien. After finding the feeling, generally speaking, the fight became smoother.

But now, those practical skills honed from countless battles against ordinary orcs seem to be less effective.

The orcs on the battle moon are somewhat "essentially" different from the orcs in other parts of the galaxy. Their movements seem to be slower, and their bodies are relatively fragile, and half of their bodies can easily be sent away by a bomb.

But at the same time, their recovery ability is also stronger - although the recovery ability of ordinary orcs is already very strong.

——The tall orc whose abdominal cavity was bombarded by a large-caliber grenade, even with a broken spine, can still hold on to the battle with only his upper body and can even aim.

——The remnants of orcs chopped into pieces by the chainsaw sword will not die immediately, but will crawl and squirm randomly on the ground, patching together into strange individuals whose hands, feet, head and body each belong to five or six different orcs. Only flamethrowers and high explosives can completely burn them to ashes.

Although the human empire has known for a long time that the green-skinned orcs are actually psychic mushrooms with various components of fungi, plants and animals, but this mushroom on the battle moon... seems to be an exceptional mushroom.

On the Seeker space station, Gray Wind, who is remotely controlling the combat unit through a sub-process, also noticed something strange at this moment.

The weapons of the battle body are still sharp, and the destructive power is still destructive, but when controlling these big guys to move forward, an indescribable sense of stagnation is always accompanied by Gray Wind's consciousness.

At first, it thought it was some kind of binding magnetic field in the Battle Moon, but as the Imperial Titans entered the battlefield, it found that the "Nightlord" and the Titan Legion he led moved very quickly. Among all the Titan units on this battlefield, only the Cyberlux battle body was particularly difficult to move. It felt strangely sticky when walking, as if walking in a swamp.

The nanometer repair system on the body is still faithfully performing its repair duties, but during the endless battles, Gray Wind discovered that some parts of the body—such as the ankle joints and lower legs equipped with energy shield generators—could no longer be repaired.

The information sent back by the sub-process carried on the body is: there is no mechanical structure that can be repaired by the nano-repair system in these places, and there are organic substances there.

Organic matter...?
Gray Wind thought of something horrible, something the marshal would often mention when he told it stories every night:
Chaos corruption.

Faithful metal gradually morphs into eerie living flesh, one sign of being corrupted by the evil forces of the Warp.

There is a special term used to describe the phenomenon of this machine being infected: Geller Iron Plague.

If the truth is what Gray Wind thinks, then the strange phenomenon on the battle moon can be explained.

Sacred binary codes and the Holy Word of the Emperor can be seen everywhere on the Imperial Titans. Before stepping into the battlefield with the Imperial Holy Emblem, the state priests and technical priests lined up to chant scriptures and kowtow in turn.

The Cyberlux combat body does not have this kind of treatment. To be precise, it is a mass-produced machine assembled from an industrialized assembly line that has no soul at all.

"But, why is there chaos pollution on the battle moon?"

Gray Wind can't understand that the orcs are a psychic gestalt race that is almost impossible to be corrupted by chaos. Their waaagh!!! energy is different from any kind of warp power. Believe that orcs will be corrupted by chaos, it is better to believe that they can wear blue armor and call themselves extreme fighters.

"What if it's not the orcs that are corrupted, but something else that coexists with the orcs?"

In a communication channel that had been silent for a long time, such a voice suddenly came.

"marshal!"

Gray Wind was overjoyed: "Where did you go, Marshal, I, I don't know what to do... There are actually long tentacles inside the armor of the battle body..."

Russell's voice was very calm, even a little unreasonable:
"Your judgment is correct. There is indeed chaos pollution inside the battle moon. It is not surprising that a combat body lacking spiritual protection will be infected if it fights in this environment for a long time."

Hearing the Marshal's voice, he didn't panic, and Hui Feng felt a little more at ease: "But logically speaking, the orcs shouldn't be polluted by chaos..."

"That's true in theory." Russell sighed lightly: "But, Gray Wind, you should already know why the Human Empire is chasing orcs, right?"

(End of this chapter)