Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

Half of them were his own, the other half were from the navy, and the remaining fleet remained on the planet Daven for the landing battle.

At this time, the Chaos Fleet only had less than 20 warships left, and the fleet led by Noah was enough to compete with the Chaos side. The speed of the Chaos Fleet was almost the same as that of the Imperial Fleet, and it would take them at least several days to reach Mandeville Point.

This period of time is the golden period for Noah to annihilate them all!

It doesn't matter if the Chaos Fleet has additional reinforcements. Even if Abaddon leads the team himself, Noah is confident that he can wipe them out.

This is the unique confidence of Big Brother!

But if there is anything that Noah cannot do, it is probably to determine the affiliation of this Chaos Fleet.

Although the naval battle had been going on for a long time, Noah still didn't know which warband this fleet belonged to. After all, Chaos traitors would not announce themselves like friendly forces, and the Chaos warships' paint schemes were almost the same, so it was difficult for Noah to determine their identities.

However, judging from the model of the battle barge, this ship can be traced back to the Horus Heresy. This at least proves that this Chaos fleet has a long history and is likely directly from one of the nine rebellious legions.

The dazzling purple paint job does look a bit like the Emperor's Child...

While Noah was thinking, a firework bloomed in the space, and another Chaos Cruiser became a wreckage in the universe.

The Golden Hind latched onto another Chaos Cruiser, ignoring the latter's firepower and forcing its way forward, leaving both ships on each other's broadsides.

"Fire!"

Francis Drake grinned and shouted orders.

In the Imperial Navy, the Tyrant-class cruisers were not very popular.

Because the weapon array of the Tyrant-class cruiser does not use traditional macro cannons and light spears, but the super-inflammable plasma weapons secretly made by the Mechanicus. It is rumored that in the Dark Technology Age, this weapon can have a much longer range than the macro cannon, while also having a power comparable to that of the macro cannon.

However, in actual combat, the long-range firepower of the Tyrant-class cruiser was proven to lack sufficient strength and could not pose a sufficient threat to any target larger than a frigate.

but--

If you abandon the range advantage of the scramjets, use them as traditional close-range macro cannons.

It can exert power far beyond traditional macro cannons!

boom!

With just one salvo, the Chaos Cruiser's Void Shield, which was already being frequently harassed by the frigates, was instantly overloaded.

When the frigate cooperated with the Golden Deer to launch an attack and used the onboard light spear turret to pierce its body, the battleship was doomed.

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Chapter 108 The Second Empire Successfully Joins Forces

Daven Planet, surface.

The brilliance of war left this industrial hive in ruins. The ground-based anti-aircraft firepower had long been eliminated by the Chaos fleet, and the Chaos forces that occupied this place had not built any decent defenses. The Tiger Claw Regiment's airborne operations were very successful.

Not to mention obstacles, they didn't even meet anyone.

Magnificent statues praising the state religion and the Emperor were razed to the ground, the Imperial Eagle emblem was altered with various blasphemous symbols, many spires were destroyed by heavy artillery, and the collapsed debris blocked the streets and bridges.

The streets of Upper Nest are dotted with improvised positions built by the local PDF to hold off their enemies. Many of these positions have been overrun by the Chaos hordes, while many others have been left intact, with even the marble floors intact, but empty of people.

There are no friends and no enemies.

The empty nest city was desolate, with only the wind blowing through the cracks in the ruins, making a whimpering sound, revealing the desolation.

On the defense line built of sandbags, the muzzles of the heavy grenade launchers used by mortals were always loyally aimed outside the position, but on the ground close to the defense line, the laser guns equipped by the PDFs were scattered all over the ground.

There were no signs of fighting at the scene. They did not even come into contact with the enemy or fire a single shot.

It seemed that they had abandoned their position before the enemy arrived.

Similar things are not uncommon among mortals, and not all mortal armies can maintain high morale. When they encounter things they cannot understand or threats they cannot resist, they lose their courage and choose to follow the instinct of survival, and escape becomes inevitable.

But where else could they escape to?

Captain Vitala gazed at the sky. On this planet polluted by industrial waste gas, the gray-brown atmosphere filled the entire planet's sky. Even for the Upper Nest, sunlight was a luxury.

But perhaps because of the shutdown of the factory, the heavily polluted industrial waste gas has not been discharged for a long time. The sky of the upper nest is unusually clear, and the light of the setting sun shines through the clouds. The crooked spire of the nest city is bathed in the light of dusk, and the metal reflects a dim red color. The remaining buildings are like leaves that have been blown away, fragile and will collapse at any time, showing the current decadence of this planet vividly.

The only well-preserved building nearby is a spire with a huge statue on it. If there are still mortals who can survive tenaciously, it is their only hiding place.

"Landing zone cleared for landing."

Captain Vitala reported the current situation on the sound array channel and led several Space Marines to the only well-preserved spire. If they could find a living person there, they might be able to figure out what happened here.

A dark cloud happened to cover the setting sun, casting a shadow on the desolate and lonely land. In the area blocked by the ruins of the spire and not exposed to the sun, a dark light seemed to be emitting from the shadow.

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"No enemies?"

Calgar fell into thought. He didn't think that the Chaos Fleet had already evacuated the ground forces in advance. Because if that was the case, why would the Chaos Fleet still set up a dragnet in space to closely guard this long-abandoned planet?

There must be Chaos forces on the ground, and there must be quite a few of them.

But they might be hiding in the Lower Nest, using the population there to perform some kind of evil sacrificial ritual. Even the Upper Nest might not be completely desolate, and there might be terrible enemies lurking in the shadows of the ruins.

But no matter what, they can only know the truth after the ground troops continue to explore.

Calgar looked at the planet outside the porthole. They should have landed more troops, which was also what the Blood Angels suggested.

But Calgar rejected the Blood Angels' request for support from the Tiger Claws.

Aside from Tiger Claw, they had no landing forces.

Calgar whispered to himself:

"Is there anything else I haven't considered?"

Although the number of ground troops is not large, they now have air superiority. Even if a large number of cultists and Chaos troops suddenly appear on the ground, the fleet in orbit can defeat them with orbital bombardment.

Noah was leading half of the fleet to hunt down the Chaos fleet, and the astropathic signals they sent also proved that the fleet was achieving remarkable results.

No matter how you look at it, the advantage is now firmly in the hands of the Empire.

"I hope there won't be any accidents."

Calgar stared at the tactical panel closely, and any slight movement on the ground would be displayed on it. If the Chaos troops launched an attack, they would immediately notify the ground troops and provide fire support.

With such a huge advantage, the Empire is almost certain to win.

But Karga never dared to relax at all, he had to be on guard against accidents at all times.

And Karga had a feeling that accidents must happen!

The reason why it has not been launched may be that it is simply lacking some inducement.

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Snapped!

The Space Marines' armored power boots crushed glass and ceramic fragments on the floor tiles, which were the remnants of shattered glass high up. The tiny sounds were like thunder in the silent hive where you could hear a pin drop.

Vitala walked in the front, his team still in battle formation, taking turns to cover each other as they advanced towards the building.

The closer you get to the building, the more weapons are scattered on the ground.

But just like the previous defensive position, there are still not many signs of fighting here.

There were occasional black spots on the building, which were traces of mortals' laser guns. But the lasers did not seem to cause any substantial damage, and there were no bodies at the scene. Perhaps they were just left by mortals shooting randomly in fear.

But Vitala already felt that something was wrong.

Even ordinary people were frightened and hid in buildings, not daring to go out.

But why didn't they even set up any sentries?

There are so many defensive firing holes in the surrounding buildings, and anyone with a basic understanding of military affairs should know how to take advantage of these. Don't the local PDF commanders and nobles even understand this?

Snapped!

Vitala suddenly turned the gun and aimed it at a shadow behind a building.

There is nothing there.

But Vitala had a premonition of danger, as if something was watching them in the darkness.

at this time.

The last ray of light dissipated from the ground. Vitala looked up at the sky. It was dark without a trace of sunlight.

It is night now and the world has fallen into complete darkness.

Ah ~!

Vitala heard some kind of sound, similar to a human shouting.

He pointed his gun into the shadows, where something seemed to be moving.

In the field of vision of the tactical helmet, the shadow did not prevent Vitala from seeing clearly what was in the darkness.

That's a person.

A man was staggering, with his arms stretched forward, as if asking for their rescue.

His cheeks were sunken, his skin was pale and necrotic, his yellow teeth were rotting unnaturally, rotten veins were bubbling under the long-necrotic skin, and green cysts were all over his body. When the cysts ruptured, large numbers of rotten flies flew out in the splashing smelly pus!

boom!

It took Vitala only a moment to see what it looked like, and it took him just a moment to fire.

The explosive bomb shattered the mortal's upper body, but what splashed out was not blood, but green pus, as if all the liquid in his body had been replaced by this smelly pus!

And with his gunshot, it seemed like some kind of signal.

More and more zombies emerged from the darkness and swarmed towards the Space Marines in the square.

Because they are the only living people on this earth, and the only food these zombies can find!

Bang bang bang bang!

The dull sound of grenade launchers immediately broke the silence of the night, and the Space Marines began to use their grenade launchers to clear out these zombies with all their might, but their numbers were simply too many!

No matter how many were killed, more zombies walked out of the darkness and staggered towards the Space Marines step by step.

The noisy sound of gunfire quickly filled the hive city, which was extremely quiet during the day. Hundreds of millions of zombies were scattered throughout every corner of the hive city. They all hid in the shadows during the day, but they became extremely active at night.

If there was anything to be thankful for, it was that the troops did not land at night and were not surrounded by tides of zombies from the beginning.

Vitala replaced the magazine and gave the order in a deep voice:

"Withdraw to the landing area! Notify the fleet and have all landing forces withdraw to orbit!"

When he saw a zombie walking out of the spire of their target, he realized that his idea of ​​trying to find survivors here was a pipe dream, and even this planet might have been deserted.

If they continue to stay here, they will sooner or later be surrounded by zombies because they run out of ammunition and food. Although these zombies are not enough to penetrate the defense of the Space Marines, and even if there is no ammunition, the Space Marines can continue to kill them with chainsaw swords, but Vitala will not easily put the lives of his warriors in danger.

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"Did you run away part of it?"

Noah muttered to himself as he looked at the red rune that was about to disappear within the detection range of the auspicious instrument.

Space was too vast. Even though he had done his best to chase and intercept them, some Chaos raiders and destroyers still managed to escape with their faster speeds. As long as they could successfully reach Mandeville Point, they would have no problem finding and destroying them in the vast subspace, even if Noah had great abilities.

Then there's no way.

Noah sighed. He said he would annihilate them all, so how could they just run away?

Since conventional competition doesn’t work, let’s try something unconventional!

Noah tapped the armrest of the command throne with his fingers and ordered:

"Nono, use the Nova Cannon to kill them."

Nono immediately understood. Even though the Stars had just fired a nova shell, it would take a long time to reload.

But this period of time can actually be omitted.

The Stars began to adjust the muzzle again, and the fire control system successfully locked onto the enemy target.

What to do next…

Suddenly, there was a burst of bright sparks in space, that was the light of the Void Shield overload, and a Chaos raider was pierced by a spear of light and caused a chain reaction explosion.

But it was not Nono who started the fire.