Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

"Yeah!"

Bishop Savan's face lit up with joy, and he said hastily, "Then ask them for help! Ask them to take back the generator set!"

"Don't worry, my Lord."

Mammon smiled. "They are on their way. But..."

He looked at Savan's disciples and said coldly:

"Those adults will help us take back the generator, but it will take some time. Before that, you must do everything you can to prevent the pseudo-emperor's lackeys from joining them. This is your last chance, don't let me down!"

"Yes, Butler Mammon!"

Savan's disciples hurriedly lowered their heads, left the palace one after another, and arranged their men to organize defense.

"It's going to be fine, it's going to be fine..."

Savan didn't seem to notice their departure, muttering to himself, "As long as the void shield is restarted, everything will be fine!"

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The 468th and 469th Krieg Regiments landed in the landing zone of the spaceport, surrounded by the wreckage of the Space Marines' drop pods. Their mission was to assist the Space Marines in capturing and defending the spaceport.

As long as they can capture the spaceport, and rely on their control of the sea, the fleet can transport large amounts of supplies directly to the ground via the space elevator, and their logistical supplies will no longer be at risk of shortage.

It's not difficult.

Before they could land, the Space Marines had breached the spaceport's outer defenses.

When the soldiers of the 468th Regiment arrived at the battlefield in Gorgon large personnel carriers and Chimera armored vehicles, they immediately joined the attack. Under the cover of Leman Russ tanks and a large number of armored vehicles, they began to charge towards the spaceport.

A plasma blast shattered an armored vehicle, a missile blew through a Leman Russ, and a string of bullets from a lumberjack harvested the lives of large numbers of Krieg soldiers.

But it was pointless because they were just charging.

"To live is to be disgraced, to die is to be redeemed."

They recited this to themselves as they continued their charge, passing the Space Marines and Battle Sisters who were shooting from behind the cover of the buildings.

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The 469th Regiment quickly built positions on the periphery to defend against the rebels who were trying to retake the spaceport. All of their armored vehicles and tanks were supporting the 468th Regiment's attack, but the remaining soldiers could still defend the positions here.

They didn't have to dig trenches because there were ready-made positions to use.

Trenches, corridors, barbed wire, bunkers, and everything else are available on the defensive positions.

The only minor flaw was that there were people in these positions, and they were shooting at them.

But it doesn't matter, soon there will be only corpses left here.

boom!

Hundreds of Kriegs fell on the way to the charge, but some Kriegs still managed to rush into the enemy's positions, engage them in close combat, smash their heads with hell guns, and cut their throats with engineer shovels.

Although this would result in greater casualties, it is faster and more effective.

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The mission of the 261st Siege Regiment was the same as that of the other fifteen regiments.

They need to capture the defenses in the fortress, and while establishing a solid defense line on the ground, they must open up a path to the underground fortress.

The rebels have filled every one of these corridors, and are doing everything they can to prevent them from establishing contact with their friendly forces at the underground power plant.

The commander gave a death order that they must break through the rebels' defenses at all costs and support the surrounded friendly forces.

Compared to the ground, the underground fortress is too narrow, and often one tank can guard an entire underground corridor.

Even if they destroyed the tank at the cost of many lives, the wreckage would block the corridor, and before they could clear the wreckage, more rebels would counterattack them from the rear.

But fortunately, they have help.

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! The underground is not scary. It's very spacious down there!"

The political commissar loudly tried to calm the soldiers, but to little effect. The faces of the big soldiers were still filled with fear.

Although their size is several times that of a normal human, they are even larger than Space Marines.

Their immense strength matches their size, and even Space Marines without armor may not be their match in close combat.

Even a Space Marine wearing power armor may not be able to win under the siege of multiple Ogryns.

Such a soldier is simply a perfect example.

It's a pity that they have some minor flaws, such as their generally low IQ and the fact that they all suffer from severe claustrophobia.

Seeing that persuasion was ineffective, the political commissar could only grit his teeth and said loudly:

"This is the Emperor's gift! Do not let down the honorable mission bestowed upon you by the Emperor! For the Emperor! Have an extra meal tonight, meat!"

The frightened eyes of the Ogryns brightened a little. Their poor brains prevented them from understanding too many words. They could only hear two words - Emperor, and Meat!

Meat represents survival, the Emperor represents faith, and this is what the Ogryns fight for!

"Wow ah ah!"

In the Ogryn team, the surgically modified "Smart Head" rushed into the underground corridor with a strange cry of excitement. Seeing someone leading the way, the innocent Ogryns immediately swarmed in.

The political commissar hurriedly followed behind, shouting anxiously:

"Everyone, get out of the way! Everyone from Krieg, get out of the way! Don't get squeezed to death!"

Snapped!

A Krieg was squeezed against the wall and could not move. The strong body odor of the Ogryns almost made him faint. But his strong will to survive made him struggle frantically, and he was finally pulled out from the gap by his comrades.

He could die, and he longed to atone for his sins to the Emperor through death.

But you can't die like this.

The Ogrins rushed into the underground corridor, but were blocked by the wreckage of a huge tank, and were scratching their heads in panic.

The political commissar finally caught up at this time, and made a skillful push gesture in front of the tank, shouting:

"Push! Push harder!"

The smart guy suddenly realized what was going on and immediately stepped forward to push the tank hard.

"Hey!"

The other two Ogryns' eyes lit up, and they dropped their power sticks and heavy lumbering rifles and ran up to push with him.

then.

They pushed the wreckage of the tank and ran through the underground passage.

And he runs very fast.

The rebels along the way dodged in fear from the "receding" tanks. Many of them fired at the tanks in fear and were eventually hit and killed by the tanks in the corridor. Their blood and internal organs were squeezed and burst, covering the floor and walls of the corridor.

Only a few rebels hid in the side corridors and escaped, but they were soon hit on the head by Ogrin who followed them.

Although they forgot to activate the power rod's force field, their brute force alone was enough to kill most enemies.

Krieger looked incredibly small sandwiched between them.

But they soon rushed in front of Ogryn, using the Hell Gun to clear out the rebels on the far side of the corridor.

This is a brutal meat grinder war.

Every corridor was fought over and changed hands repeatedly, and every corridor was littered with corpses from both sides.

The Kriegs advanced in silence, and the Death Riders charged through the underground corridors.

They used their speed to break through many corridors, but were also wiped out in many corridors by the fire of lumberjacks and plasma guns.

The rebels' brains, which had long been eroded by chaos, had no idea what fear was.

The Kriegs never fear death, and the Ogryns only care about whether they can have an extra meal tonight.

None of them is afraid of death.

But because of this, the battle will become more and more brutal until one side is completely killed.

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Noah drove the Zaku and blew up a tank that rushed into his sight with a plasma blast, and asked:

"Nono, how long do we have to hold on?"

"Thirty-two days."

Nuonuo's calm and analytical voice came from the sound array channel.

"If we can maintain our current offensive, they will be wiped out within thirty-two days."

"That means we still have to hold out for 32 days."

Noah thought for a moment. He had originally planned to finish the battle within 17 days. Now it would take 33 days, much slower than planned.

But compared with the siege war that was originally scheduled to last 17 years, this efficiency is actually not low.

It was not in vain that Noah took the initiative to use the generator as bait to lure the rebels to attack them frantically.

Although millions of Kriegs will die in the war as a price, they will die gloriously and their souls will return to the Golden Throne.

When traitors die, their souls suffer eternal torment in the Warp.

"Noah, Chaos Space Marine!"

Noah heard Cassia's warning and looked to the end of the corridor, where a crimson power armor came into view.

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To clarify, although GW Math was taught by the PE teacher, the question about the diameter of the hive city is still relatively 'reasonable'.

Attention, it’s comparison, comparison!

Taking the Earth as an example, the Earth has a diameter of more than 1.2 kilometers, a circumference of 4 kilometers, and an area of ​​5 square kilometers.

A hive city is hundreds or thousands of kilometers long. If we calculate it based on 1000 kilometers, a hive city is only 100 million square kilometers. 510 hive cities can be built on the earth. Of course, this is based on the premise that there is no ocean and there is no gap between the hive cities.

In the Warhammer universe, it is 'normal' to have no oceans. As for the lack of gaps, many nests are actually only a few hundred kilometers in size, and the area is greatly reduced. Only the largest main nests are thousands of kilometers in size.

Based on the calculation of 500 kilometers, a hive city is only 25 square kilometers, and the earth can build 2040 hive cities.

Chapter 128 You can’t even act?

boom!

The Chaos Space Marine roughly pushed a mortal rebel away, but accidentally pinned him against the wall and crushed his head.

Blood splattered on his armor, making the already bright red armor even more vivid and revealing a brutal and bloodthirsty grin on his face.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"

He shouted loudly, raised his chainsaw axe and rushed towards the Zaku at the end of his sight.

He would tear it apart, drag the pilot out, chop off his head, and hang it on his own power armor!

Only women drive mechas, real men should engage in close combat!

A plasma shot was fired at the Chaos Space Marine, but he dodged it sharply, letting the plasma fly past his shoulder.

The hideous smile on his face became more and more intense, and he began to run rapidly towards the direction of Zaku!

The opponent only had one chance, but missed it!

Before the other party can fire a second shot, he will rush to it and dismember it with an axe!

Snapped!

Another plasma shot was fired, hitting the running Chaos Space Marine head-on, shattering his upper body. His bloody lower body continued to run, running forward for more than ten steps before finally falling down due to inertia.

Wayne quickly adjusted his shooting position and turned the muzzle towards other enemies in the corridor.

The defense of the Vraks Fortress is very complete, but the visible fortress part is actually just the tip of the iceberg of this magnificent military facility. Including the cathedral and other major buildings underground, they are connected and intertwined to form a huge "underground city".

This dungeon is the core and essence of Flax's defense!

This was a huge project of the empire back then. The underground city, located 1 km underground, was filled with dark and damp underground corridors, bunkers, fortresses, warehouses and archives. In the center of the underground fortress was a giant arsenal, which stored enough strategic materials for the local garrison to use for thousands of years.

Such a line of defense would be fatal to any enemy.