supreme commander's bizarre adventure

"System, call out the information of the Astral Army Corps in the hive capital," Grimaldus said.

The holographic image in the command post condensed dozens of pieces of data in front of Elder Yin, and all the defenders' strength, weapons, equipment and history in Hive Capital of Helsridge were open to Grimaldus, allowing him to get whatever he wanted.After quickly browsing the information, Grimaldus said:

"Use the current information to formulate a hive city water supply plan, leaving 5.00% vacant, and send the plan to Colonel Saren."

one second?In less than a second, Grimaldus saw the plan slowly projected in front of him, and the same form was also sent to Colonel Saren, who was inspecting troops and defense facilities outside.

"..."

Grimaldus felt a little disrespect for the Mechanicus, but he didn't express much opinion on this topic, but kept silent.

Now the only one in the empire who is qualified to touch the Crimson Agreement is the Order of the Circle, and it is also a branch of the Order that is directly under the command of the Order's Great Sage. Other than that, no one dares to study it on the bright side... …If Grimaldus was not the Hermit Elder, he would not be entitled to such news.

After processing some important documents, Grimaldus got up and walked out. He wanted to see what his brothers were doing now, but when he just walked out of the command post, he bumped into Bray Captain Deli, the latter seemed to want to report something to him.

"Ah, Master Yin, you are here."

"Is there something wrong? Colonel Bradley," Grimardus looked at the colonel. The latter had black hair and some light scars on his face, but generally speaking, this Colonel Bradley He put on a soldier's face, "You don't look in a hurry, but you are full of worry."

"It's nothing," Colonel Bradley forced a smile, "I'm just not fully prepared for the current state of the empire."

Grimaldus knew what he meant, but the elder monk did not reprimand or express any words of encouragement, but turned his head and said:

"We can go there first. Today I have an appointment with the commander of the Emperor's Guard Corps, but before that, let's talk."

The two walked side by side, and came to the platform outside the command post. From time to time, war planes flew over in the sky, and occasionally a reconnaissance plane with long black smoke could be seen flying over the side of the hive capital. landed on the runway.

After coming outside, Colonel Bradley took out a cigar. He glanced at Grimaldus, who nodded slightly. After that, Bradley lit the cigar, puffed out a puff of smoke, and issued a puff of smoke. A few sighs of contentment.

After a moment of silence, when the cigar was half burned, Bradley said:

"My brother, James Dominique Felix, became a Wrath Warrior, but I lost out."

This news made Grimaldus raise his eyebrows. He really didn't expect to meet an Astartes loser here. not dying), and mostly become Chapter servants until they die of old age or in battle in their posts.

"I did a genetic test...the results showed that I would most likely die from the genetic collapse during the transformation operation, and then I withdrew from the selection and became an officer of the Sira Guard, and was promoted all the way to my current position," Looking at the gray sky in the distance, Bradley continued:

"I saw just now—machine servants? Slaves, and those workers at the bottom of the hive capital and lower... sorry, I don't know how to describe those people, their bony bodies are filled with never-ending labor Then, I saw many people died of exhaustion on the ground like trampled weeds."

"A lot of people in this galaxy are like that."

"I know, but there is always a gap between what I heard from other people, what I saw in pictures and videos, and what I saw with my own eyes. But what makes me feel a little unacceptable is that other people turn a blind eye to this , from the highest level to the lowest level of this hive city, there is no disturbance in their hearts."

Bradley exhaled a puff of smoke ring, his eyes were a little dazed:

"We once fought against the God of Darkness who wanted to rule reincarnation in another universe, and we also helped humans in other universes fight against the attack of vicious aliens... I thought that coming here would only be cruel enemies waiting for us, heroic fighters and people who need our protection."

"We're going to fight and die here, but seeing it all makes me wonder if our impending deaths are worth it."

value……

Grimaldus thought of the Black Templar soldiers who sacrificed for a group of civilians a few days ago.From a rational point of view, ten thousand civilians are no match for an Astartes, but now, Grimaldus's heart is shaken.

The Priest Hermit and Colonel Bradley looked into the distance together. After the two were silent for a while, Grimaldus said:

"Our worth is measured by the evil we destroy, and even more determined by the light we bring."

Colonel Bradley was taken aback by Yin Xiuchang's words, and then he laughed, shook his head and said in a self-deprecating manner:

"I'm really confused... Sorry, Master Yin, I let you see my immature side. I will restrain the soldiers under me. The political committee will do the same job as me."

"Well, I'm looking forward to that."

After saying a word, Grimaldus turned around and left - he felt his face was burning with shame and anger.

immature?Is it the same in the eyes of the Primarch?

Yin Xiuchang smiled wryly.

Chapter 731 Chapter 540 Hails Ridge ([-])

The shrill siren sounded throughout the city, and the radio was broadcast over and over again, requiring the conscripts and militiamen in the city to take up arms and go to the predetermined location. All factory workers must work at their posts, while ordinary citizens are required to stay at home. stay well.

Well-trained soldiers of Armageddon's Iron Legion stood on the tall city walls surrounding the Hive Capital, and the god-like Titans moved on the streets with heavy steps, or stood by at key nodes.Although the Emperor's Guard Legion had some "unhappiness" with the Hermit Grimaldus before, the Titan Captain Zaha of the Herald of the Storm, who is the commander of this place, has formed a strange friendship with the Hermit... As a result, the Emperor's Guard will fight in Helsreich.

As the frontal walls that will bear the heaviest onslaught, the Guardians of Thera will fight alongside the Black Templars.

"So... these auxiliary troops will also be with us?"

Atarion, the flag officer of Grimaldus, watched the strong men in heavy armor set up the mobile bunkers, and then set up more than a dozen automatic turrets. Not only that, but also two dreadnoughts with the same shape It is similar to the armor of the Star Militia Army, and somewhat similar to the sentinel mecha of the Star Militia Army, but the armor and weapons on it far exceed the former.

After hearing his brother's words, Grimaldus nodded lightly, pointed the scepter in his hand at the Sira guards, and explained:

"There would have been a regiment of the Armageddon Steel Legion, but they were withdrawn by Colonel Saren, and an infantry company guarded by Syra went to defend the harbor area of ​​​​the hive capital. There were only militia troops composed of port workers and different Lots of Star Militia."

"Who is their commander?"

Basteland came from behind, his beak-shaped helmet turned left and right, and continued:

"I haven't figured out the logos on them yet."

"The political commissar of the regiment, Alexei, the one with the diamond-shaped logo wrapped by wings spray-painted on the left shoulder armor, he will serve as the frontline commander of the Sira Guard, and the regimental commander Bradley will serve as the reserve team and the rapid The command of the reaction force is now on standby at the rear."

"Left shoulder? Well, I saw the roaring Emperor's face on the right shoulder of those Sira guards... Ha, the auxiliary army of the Wrath Warrior Chapter is now in command of the Black Templar Priest Down."

Wrath Warriors are a distant legend to the present Astartes... Sons of Traitors, Loyalists, Forgiven, their loyalty to the Emperor was proven during the Horus Heresy, but now the Black The churches only had a vague impression of it.

Just when Grimaldus was about to say something, there was an indistinct roar in the distance, which was drowned in the rumbling of the guns, but was still caught by the superhuman senses of the Astartes, and then, The roar grew louder and louder, until the cannon was drowned out—

The orcs came, and thousands of orcs shouted and howled, and the voices echoed under the skies of Armageddon and before the walls of Helsreich.

Along with these brutes marched countless rattling, battered vehicles, 'improved' troop carriers looted from the Empire or some hapless asshole, firing at the walls from a distance. Tanks, and even troop carriers the size of Scout Titans, crew compartments made of scrap steel and metal scraps were placed on vehicles with barely any stabilizers, and inside were filled with Orcs who assemble all kinds of firearms.

"Why can they march towards the city wall where we are so easily?"

"what?"

Atarion seemed to hear the voice of Grimaldus. He turned to look at his brother, but only saw a figure from the back... Grimaldus stood on the highest point of the city wall with his scepter in hand so that he could See billows of smoke rising in the distance.

The hermit of the Black Temple connected to the high wall broadcast, and he confirmed it several times in just a few seconds to ensure that his voice could be clearly and accurately transmitted to the ears of every soldier guarding the city wall:

"Brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters of Helsridge!"

"Do you see what is surging in the dust in the distance? It is a group of beasts, with disgusting and dirty saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths, and a rough carapace covering their foul-smelling green skin. They are coming , to kill us, to burn this city built by our humans to fill their ridiculous bloodlust!"

"What a joke! Who do they think they are? A group of alien scum can attack our city at will? Attack this city that is protected by high walls, artillery and elite soldiers? Ha - how ridiculous!"

"I am Grimaldus, the hermit elder of the Black Templar. You must have heard my name, but not many people have seen my face. After all, I don't like taking off my helmet very much, but it doesn't matter! The Black Templar Standing here, the knights of Dorne are standing here, standing here to fight with you...Our chest is filled with the same emotion as yours!"

"It's the hatred of aliens, the belief in the emperor, and the desire for glory!"

Hatred, belief, longing, the traditions that have formed the Black Templar for thousands of years are far from something that Dorne can disappear invisible with a few casual words, just as the primarch cannot destroy the belief of the people of the empire in the emperor, but...

"Here we stand, we guard this city, but not only out of hatred and glory, we are here to guard the beings of the Empire illuminated by the light of the Emperor, look at the young men who fill the vacancies in the factories Children, look at the old men who are old and still take up arms, for them we fight, for life in this great city!"

"Guardians of Helsreich, let us adorn our walls with the heads of these beasts, and throw their carcasses beneath our walls, for they want to lay their hands on the ground beneath our feet. A sacred land, because they want to kill our people. Noble humans, let us cry out to these beasts-"

"Come on, you alien scum! Come face me, come face us all! Come die, die in blood and fire!"

Grimaldus hadn't finished speaking when he heard roars and shouts from all over the city wall. Human soldiers were shouting the name of the emperor, the name of the hermit of the Black Templar, and shouting With victory and hatred!

Surrounded by cheers and howling wind, Grimaldus stepped down from the high platform, and he saw his brothers, the knights who bleed the same blood as him.

"You have changed, Grimaldus," said Atarian, "but I like that you are more human than ever."

"I honor your praise, Atarion...but I am a human being."

Chapter 732 Chapter 540 Chapter [-] Hails Ridge ([-])

Fifteen minutes later, the orcs rushed out of the artillery coverage area and launched an attack on the walls of Helsridge.But the pilots of the 15nd Flying Wing of the Imperial Navy went one step ahead and unleashed their wrath on these beasts—

Dozens of warplanes circled above the orcs, sending the Emperor's wrath with various airborne weapons and bombs.The guided bombs precisely destroyed the armored vehicles of the orcs, and blasted those large-caliber artillery into pieces. their lives.

But it was in vain, for the armies of the beasts continued to approach Helsreich, approaching the cities of men, with noise and excitement.

After the orcs found that they could not break through the city wall of Helsridge, they began to climb the high wall. The weird mechanical vehicles used their sharp claws to dug deep into the subtle depressions of the city wall, upwards Slowly moving the ugly body, during this process more than one vehicle would grab air and fall into the green wave below, but the orcs were indifferent to this, their eyes were only on the top of the city wall.

Thousands of orc boys with jumping bags flew towards the top of the city wall amid wild laughter, but they were shot down by the automatic turret that had been waiting for a long time when they just emerged, and a few jumping bag boys were not directly shot down by the machine The cannons were torn into pieces, but they could only let out a terrified scream in the air, and then fell to the ground of Armageddon with the jumping bag and black smoke that were about to explode, and were trampled into pieces by the Orcs who followed. Meat puree.

In just a few minutes, the first orc showed its head on the edge of the city wall, but its head soon exploded like a balloon, and stinky body fluids and blood scattered out. The killer was a Sira guard Bombs fired from the bolt gun in his hand.

The Sira Guards are equipped with explosive bombs, plasma weapons and various electromagnetic guns. Their ammunition is provided by nano-printing devices carried in two self-supply vehicles. These vehicles can recycle various resources on the battlefield and create various Various types of ammunition and firearm parts, etc., but they are limited to this. More advanced armament and supplies will be provided by corps-level manufacturing factories.

More and more orcs climbed the walls, and other areas were also besieged by orcs, but this did not shake the hearts of the Astartes, the warriors of the Emperor, who calmly faced those The orcs opened fire, hacking them apart with chainswords and power swords, pushing the corpses off the ramparts.

The orcs ignored the casualties, but instead launched continuous and frantic attacks on the city wall. They climbed up the wreckage of the destroyed vehicles, the high platform made of corpses of the same kind, and the twisted and fragile metal long ladder, using these things to climb in vain. to the battlements, but when they climbed up they found it impossible to gain a foothold there—

The explosive bombs that hit like a torrential rain destroyed every obstacle on the trajectory, no matter if they were steel or pure flesh and blood.The ferocious and powerful firepower killed every Orc who dared to climb the city wall. Not only that, but four hours after the battle began, thousands of incendiary bombs were thrown on the heads of the Orcs who were climbing the city wall superior!

The stench of the flames roasting the flesh and the inhuman screams came from below the city wall, and the dancing flames even briefly illuminated the battlefield shrouded in the dark sky.The first wave of the orcs' offensive was contained under the high walls of Helsridge, and the knights with the blood of Dorne guarded their city together with the ordinary soldiers, just as Dorne defended thousands of years ago. Like the imperial palace behind him.

The fighting is on hold.

The Sila guards took advantage of this hard-won opportunity to quickly replenish ammunition and send the injured soldiers to the rear for treatment. Thanks to the force feedback power armor, the Sila guards only had the injured and no one was killed.On the other hand, Grimaldus stood on the inner side of the city wall, watching silently as the Sila guards threw the Orc corpses off the city wall, like adding firewood to the flames, but——

"They come like a flood."

Alexei, the political commissar of the Sira guards, walked up to Grimaldus and said, the latter turned his head and glanced at the political commissar, and found that this warrior from another universe was covered in dirty blood of orcs, and he was shot in the back. The hanging chain saw dripped continuously.

"According to the drone's detection and estimation, we have to face at least 40 enemies this time alone."

"What? Commissar, are you tired?"

Grimaldus' words made Commissar Alexei laugh. He took out his plasma pistol and fired in a random direction, causing a certain orc boy with a jump bag to scream. Falling outside the city wall with only half of the body left.

"No, I'm just curious. I'm curious that you have been fighting against such an enemy for thousands of years, looking at death as nothing." Commissar Alexei hung the plasma pistol back on his waist, pulled out his bolter, and checked the chainsaw. After preparing the ammunition, he continued:

"But I still have to get down to business. Let me inform you, Master Yin, the hive artillery group is ready for artillery coverage, and this time, they will completely suppress the orcs' offensive for 10 minutes. Using this weapon of destruction The timing of the force will be up to you."

Grimaldus looked into the distance. With the Astartes' superhuman vision, he could vaguely see that the distant horizon had been completely occupied by Orc battleships, and several giant monsters were coming out of the opened hatch. ...that is the "Titan" of the Orcs, who bear the name of their god.

"Then why not now?"

Grimaldus said to Alexei, the latter nodded, turned and left here - a few minutes later, the roar of the artillery cluster burst into the ears of Yin Slender, like the sound of brilliant thunder.But only those ultra-long-range artillery can attack the places where the behemoths are, and the accuracy is often not satisfactory.

When the bombardment of the artillery sounded, Grimaldus saw Priamas swinging his sword around, which made the monk frowned, and then he stepped forward to stop the young man. The Black Templar said with some reproach:

"Priamas, what are you doing here? I remember that the place you want to defend is not here."

"Ah... please forgive me, Master Yin," Priamas bowed in apology, "I can't find anyone."

"Who? Atarian or Bastelan? Or Nerovar?"

"No... a Scylla guard, he..."

Priamas hesitated, then continued:

"He saved me, Master Infinity, you know! Those dirty orcs always come up with something weird, it overloaded my power armor with a little trick - and then, he saved me, but also Slightly wounded...the mortals, I mean the Guardians of Syra, rescued me from an orc machine thrown over the wall after I was overloaded with power armor."

"So, you want to thank him?"

"Thank you? No—not to thank him, but to apologize to him," Priamas clenched his long sword subconsciously, the shiny sword surface reflected Grimaldus' skull helmet, "I am here Before... I was very disdainful towards them, I shouldn't have done that. I inquired about his whereabouts, and found that this soldier and his platoon were transferred to other areas on the city wall."

Grimaldus, who didn't say anything, put a lot of psychological pressure on the young warrior, making Priamas stutter, shame and guilt were making him annoyed at his actions.After pondering for a while, Grimaldus patted the warrior on the shoulder and said:

"I will do this instead of you, Priamas, now, return to your post, the auxiliaries still need the help of an Astartes."

"...Yes, thank you for your generosity, Master Yin Xiu."

Looking at the leaving figure, Grimaldus suddenly had a strange idea that he, including all the Black Templars, would usher in a change in this place.

But is this change a good thing, or a bad thing?

Chapter 733 Chapter 540 Chapter [-] Hailsrich ([-])

The battle entered a stalemate on the seventh day. The Orcs did not intend to send out the ancient giants now, but to use their superior forces to continuously consume human morale and supplies until the advantage on the battlefield began to tilt towards the Orcs. They will throw these war machines and all their troops in one go.

Grimaldus walked out of the command post. Colonel Bradley is now taking over the command of the entire Hive City from Colonel Saren. The former was pointed at by his political commissar Falkov because he did not sleep for sixty hours. The head was forced to go to sleep, and then was pushed and thrown into the lounge near the command post by several orderlies... Almost at the moment when the head touched the mattress, Colonel Salem let out a dull snoring sound.

In the somewhat noisy command post just now, the hermit of the Black Temple heard a bad news:

One part of the city wall collapsed, and although it was quickly filled, the overall structure was much weaker than the normal city wall, and this would become the focus of the greenskins' attack.

When the greenskins invade the city, it will be a street battle like a meat grinder. This battle will continue until a certain party mobilizes troops from the rear that are enough to change the situation on the battlefield. It is another result, that is, the defenders of the city are completely annihilated.

"Ah, Master Yin, you are here."

Alexei's political commissar of the Sira guard saw Grimaldus coming out of the command post, and after whispering a few words to a certain Sira guard, the political commissar walked side by side with the hermit elder. With some emotion, he opened his mouth and said:

"The port of the hive capital was attacked. The greenskins got hundreds of submarines out of nowhere and used them to send troops to the docks. Fortunately, they were wiped out by the defenders there."

"I've read the briefing," Grimaldus nodded. "The Sira guards played a big role in it, and many brave and loyal dockworkers survived."