American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

When the first dawn arrived.

The countless blood mists that stretched in the polluted air of Basilisk II seemed to turn into a light purple.

That was the result of the blood of countless Tyranid swarms being evaporated by fierce artillery fire.

It seemed to symbolize the horror of this Tyranid invasion war.

Crackling——

At this moment, Mephiston, the chief think tank leader, whose burly body was covered with a dark red robe, was on the fortress wall covered with flesh and blood limbs, carefully observing the center of the ruined battlefield not far away.

He saw countless small Tyranid biological tearing worms that looked like maggots, wriggling and tumbling back and forth between every inch of the ground, quickly absorbing the flesh and blood debris belonging to the Tyranid Zerg, and not letting go of any biomass recycling.

At present, the latest wave of Tyranid swarms did not take the opportunity to launch an attack.

In addition to leaving a short time for a large number of Astartes and countless fortress turrets to inspect and even rest, it also provided a large number of intelligent control corps with time to recycle metal parts and debris.

In fact, if there were no countless intelligent control corps,

Mephiston believed that since last night, the Astartes stationed on Baal Scepter II should engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Tyranids.

Dongdongdong——

At this moment, Captain Gabriel from the Blood Raven Company drove a set of indestructible Vibranium Power Armor to Mephiston's side.

The other party looked at the tearing worms that were rolling back and forth like a tide with a serious expression, and said to the chief think tank of the Holy Blood Angel:

"My lord, the next wave is the fifth wave of Tyranid Zerg tide. I expect that hand-to-hand combat will start today. Although there are still a lot of ammunition and supplies, we must be mentally prepared for a long-term battle and try to save the consumption of ammunition and supplies."

"In addition, the energy consumption of the large recast module of the Intelligent Control Corps, which is being guarded by all the Blood Ravens, has dropped by 5%. If the attack intensity of the Tyranid Zerg tide remains at the previous state, then the recycling and manufacturing process of the Intelligent Control Corps can last for a long time, but you and I both understand that this is an impossible thing for the Tyranid Zerg. They will inevitably choose to change tactics and adjust the Tyranid Zerg units that launch the attack."

Gabriel's voice had just fallen.

Chief Think Tank Mephiston, who seemed to have no emotional fluctuations, turned his head slightly.

A long white hair slowly fell on the cold blood-red ceramic steel armor, and he said in a low voice:

"Next, let the brothers of the Blood Knights take the lead. Their long-entangled sanity will not last long. In addition, tell the First Blood (Chamber Leader) Caen of the Crimson Blade Chapter that even if they fight to the last man, they must ensure that the Star Language Relay Station on Baal-2 is safe!"

At this moment, Mephiston's words just reached Gabriel's ears, and the other party has not nodded in reply.

The countless tearing worms in the observation range of the two people immediately crawled back quickly to the depths of the thick blood mist that continued to show purple.

This seems to be the specific movement of the Tyranid Zerg tide to launch a new round of fierce attacks.

And as more intelligent control legions quickly attacked, the autonomous actions that reappeared on the broken battlefield also reminded the countless Astartes present that the persistent Tyranid Zerg had made a comeback again!

Buzz buzz buzz——

At this moment, Mephiston's eyebrows, which were originally emotionless, slightly wrinkled.

The foresight inherited from Sanguinius began to play a huge role under the boiling and rolling of countless spiritual energies.

After just a few seconds, Mephiston's eyes suddenly widened as if he had seen something extremely horrifying with his own eyes.

He immediately ordered Gabriel who was standing beside him in a deep voice:

"Gabriel, everything on the front line of the fortress is temporarily handed over to you for command!"

"All Blood Angels, Lamenters and Flesh Tearers who are not on a mission, follow me immediately. A burrowing python unit of the Tyranids is sneaking in. Their target this time is the underground of the war fortress!"

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Puff——

A vibranium-powered long sword wrapped in all the toxic substances in the polluted air was deeply inserted into the huge body of a chief warrior worm.

As the blade stirred back and forth, the decomposition force field on it had completely destroyed the opponent's internal organs!

Boom!

At this moment, Craig, the leader of the Giant Raven Guard, moved his extremely strong arm slightly.

He threw the Chief Warrior Bug, who was no longer alive, onto the pile of corpses on the side.

Looking around, the broken walls and huge trenches around were already filled with the broken flesh and blood of countless Warrior Bugs, Knife Bugs and even Gun Bugs.

The bodies of the Astartes belonging to the Weeper Terminators were temporarily mixed and entangled with the bodies of countless Tyranids.

These extremely loyal descendants of Sanguinius had to sacrifice their more precious lives after personally killing hundreds of times more Tyranids than themselves.

Now, the battlefield situation on Baal I is obviously much more severe than that on Baal II and Baal Prime.

In terms of the number of Tyranids that continue to descend, Baal I, which is almost located on the back of Baal Prime, has a considerable geographical advantage.

However, the death rate of Astartes is about several times that of other battlefields.

On the one hand, this is because the large-scale recast module of the Cybernetic Corps on Baal was unfortunately devastated by the second wave of Tyranids.

As a result, the most effective consumption tactics and numbers of the Cybernetic Corps could not be effectively supplemented. When the battle became more intense, the lives of the Astartes could only fill the gaps in the front line.

On the other hand, it was also because the Weepers Company, which had a larger number of garrison personnel, had a situation that was bound to happen because of the company customs and battlefield responsibilities.

They would continue to save the mutant tribes that came to avoid the Tyranids, even if some of the Blood Sons present were full of confusion and resistance to the behavior of the Weepers.

But as the Weepers paid the price of their precious lives, they successfully saved batches of mutant tribes.

Every descendant of Sanguinius in the Blood Sons really had nothing to say.

Is it worth it to exchange the life of an Astartes for the survival of one or even several mutants on an extremely fierce battlefield?

Perhaps this same question has completely different answers within each Blood Son.

But at least in the heart of every Astartes in the Great Company of the Weepers, the only answer to this question is that it is worth it.

Because they are the Weepers.

They are the descendants of the Blood Angels, the descendants of the Archangel Sanguinius, the sons of the Lord of the Scourge, Rorschach, and the few consciences among the countless Astartes Chapters!

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