Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

Like Wayne, he seemed to know no other name.

Obviously, everyone's thinking is surprisingly consistent.

"Enemy, ten o'clock."

No one answered him, but team leader Locke issued a warning in the team voice.

Wayne turned his gun towards the corridor in front of him on the left. An armored unit of more than a dozen Leman Russ tanks was heading towards their defense line.

It was obvious that the rebels had spotted them and were turning their guns around.

But alas, they were not fast enough.

boom!

Wayne shot and hit a tank, blowing off its turret, and the rest of the team also took out other tanks.

Their speed did not slow down as they continued to attack the generator's defense line.

The holographic map showed their location, with the squad and other friendly forces marked with blue dots, and the huge red dot indicating the mission objective.

According to the map, they had already penetrated deep into the fortress's underground, less than five kilometers away from the mission target. Teams advancing from other routes also appeared on the map one after another, and they could already see each other within their sight.

Too weak.

Wayne became increasingly disappointed.

The defense here is too weak to even delay their progress.

Wayne thought that the rebels' level was too low and they didn't even have enough troops to defend such an important place.

boom!

Wayne fired and evaporated several rebels blocking the entrance, and then continued to fire together with the rest of the team to eliminate all the rebels on the defense line.

At this point, there was no obstacle in front of them.

Sixty Zakus gathered here, none of them were injured or killed, and more were on the way.

When they entered the hall in standard battle formation, after a brief search, they found their target -

A luminous column emitting a cold blue light.

In the Empire, it is often called a plasma reactor.

There are a total of twelve huge plasma reactors here, which are responsible for providing energy for the void shields and other facilities of the entire hive city.

If they could just destroy it, their mission would be accomplished.

click!

Suddenly, Wayne heard the sound of the Zaku's cockpit door opening.

He looked at the Zaku with its cockpit opened, and a lady wrapped in a red robe jumped out.

Wayne knew her. She was the inventor of Zaku, the Great Sage Nono of the Mechanicus.

"But why is she here?"

Such questions popped up in Wayne's mind, and then he saw the great sage put his hand on the huge Thinker.

Zizizi!

In just a moment, Wayne heard the sound of static, and the light around him seemed to dim.

No.

Not as if.

Because the glow of the plasma reactors is growing dimmer, they are shutting down!

"All teams, mission changed, defend here and wait for reinforcements!"

Wayne heard someone giving orders.

He remembered this voice, it was the voice of a wandering trader.

Wayne wasn't surprised.

Because the great sage is always inseparable from the traveling trader, and it seems that nothing in this world can separate them.

Since the great sage is here, the wandering merchant must be here too.

Oh yes.

There were two other ladies, well, maybe three.

but no matter.

The water light of the void shield disappeared.

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"Admiral Carl! The void shield is lowered!"

In space, on the bridge of the Navy's Moon-class cruiser, Carl heard the officer's excited report.

Carl stared blankly at the tactical panel, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

It actually succeeded?

But why? How is this done?

Flax's defensive firepower was weak and posed no threat at all. After firing so many rounds, he still couldn't even shoot down a transport ship. Carl also had a guess about this, thinking that perhaps the machine soul of the laser defense array was still resisting the control of the traitor, so the power was greatly reduced.

This could be described as a coincidence, the Inquisitor might just have met a loyal machine spirit by chance.

But now, even the void shield was shut down in just a few hours.

This cannot be described as a coincidence.

"Is this also part of his calculations?"

Carl was still doubting his life, but the fleet had already received a new order:

“All landing forces, prepare to conduct landing operations in the void shield generator area.

"Navy fleet provides covering fire, clear out the anti-aircraft fire that's still firing!"

It was a woman's voice. Carl remembered this voice. It was the Inquisitor's adjutant.

But why?

Why was it the lieutenant who issued the order and not the Inquisitor himself?

Carl's expression changed slightly, because he suddenly remembered that the Inquisitor had not issued any orders since the landing operation.

Where is the Inquisitor now?

Chapter 127 That’s so authentic!

boom!

The airborne capsule fell heavily to the ground, and the hatch smashed the already cracked ground even further.

More than 200 Space Marines from the Astral Claws and the Ultramarines, as well as thousands of Battle Sisters from the Pronatus Conclave, poured out of a large number of drop pods and quickly rushed to the ground part of the spaceport. Just like the Zaku's target was the generator of the Void Shield, the Space Marines' mission target was the spaceport, and they would clear the obstacles for the subsequent landing of the troops!

Large landing ships were still slowly descending in the air. Their speed was not as fast as the airborne capsules, but they had more people on board.

Due to the shutdown of the generator set.

Not only were the void shields lowered, but most of the laser defense arrays in the fortress also stopped firing due to the loss of energy supply. Although there were still a few laser defense arrays that relied on independent or backup energy and were firing, they were quickly removed by the fleet in orbit, and the fortress no longer poured dense barrages into the sky.

This made the Astra Militarum's airborne landing smoother, with almost no hindrance throughout the process.

In contrast to the lonely air battlefield is the slightly crazy ground battlefield.

Although Zaku is elite, there are too few of them.

The decapitation operation was okay, but it was difficult to continue to expand the results because there were too few people to hold the position.

So for the time being they could only hold on and wait for the Astra Militarum landing ships to land.

Things are looking up for the Empire, but the rebels are going crazy.

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Vraks Fortress, Cathedral of Saint Leonis.

"Trash! They're all trash!"

Bishop Savan angrily smashed the exquisitely decorated reliefs and antique artworks in the room, as if only in this way could he vent the pent-up anger in his heart.

"you!"

Savan pointed at the dozens of people in front of him and said angrily, "Before this, you were busy fighting for power! I have been indulging you, but I didn't expect you to be so lax! Just over a hundred people can occupy our power generation unit! Shame! It's a shame!"

"Your Majesty Bishop!"

One of his disciples whispered, "Those are not ordinary people. They all have power armor."

"Excuse."

Savan roared:

"All excuses! We have eight million men! Eight million! I handed them over to you, and this is how you repay me?"

All the disciples lowered their heads, listening tremblingly to Savan's accusations and scolding at them.

During the rebellion in Flacs, they emerged from the garrison and workers and succeeded in convincing the Bishop of Savannah that they were loyal to his new order. They were then able to become "disciples of Savannah" and share the power of the world with the Bishop.

But during this period, they had been fighting each other for power and even going to war.

Savan never stopped them because that was exactly what Savan wanted to see. He liked to see others snarling at others in order to wag their tails and beg for mercy from him.

But what can they do? Can they really be blamed?

With the void shields and laser defense arrays, the Empire shouldn't have appeared directly above them.

But they came!

The rebels didn't understand why the laser defense array couldn't penetrate the void shield of even a single ship, or even the armor of even a single drop pod, just as they didn't understand why the Empire could so easily capture the underground power generators and lower the void shields.

Are they not working hard enough?

But they really tried their best!

Although they were fighting for power, they knew very well what would happen to them as traitors to the Empire if Flax was captured by the Empire. So they really didn't dare to be careless in defense!

"grown ups."

The man said softly, "We still have a chance."

His words perked up everyone and they all looked towards the person who had spoken.

He has brown skin, a smooth head inlaid with golden decorations, and an eight-pointed star of chaos painted on his left eye.

"Mamon! Quick, tell me, what should we do now?"

Bishop Savan rushed forward and grabbed Mamun's hand as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

Mammon smiled slightly and gently soothed his emotions:

"Oh, my lord, you don't have to be so scared. Although the enemy has occupied the generator, they did not destroy it, but just shut it down. Therefore, as long as we can take back the generator, we can restart the void shield. By then, all the pseudo-emperor's lackeys who landed will become turtles in a jar."

Bishop Savan asked hesitantly:

"But how do we take back the generator?"

Although he betrayed the empire, he did not think he was stupid.

Although he had been angry just now, he was actually very clear in his mind.

If the enemy could easily capture the power generating units, how could they be so easily defeated?

"It's very simple."

Mamon took off Bishop Savan's bishop's hat with the imperial double-headed eagle painted on it, threw it aside, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"My Lord Bishop, have you forgotten? We also have a group of powerful allies!"