Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

Among so many people present, he is the only one who can convince everyone.

After all, not everyone has the ability to maintain good relations with all the forces present at the same time.

Facing their opposition, Noah did not argue with them, but simply asked:

"Do you know what's on the World Engine?"

The atmosphere was frozen for a moment.

"Do you know who the enemy is? Do you know the internal structure of the world engine? Do you know where the shield device is?"

"You don't know anything. What can you do even if you go up there? Go shopping or visit?"

Noah's questioning made them fall silent. Although the words were unpleasant to hear, they were indeed the truth.

Amrad said slowly:

"We can look for it, and you can tell us some intelligence before the operation begins."

"No."

Noah rejected it decisively.

It wasn't that Noah didn't want to tell them, but he didn't know either.

What does a human like him know about the Necrons?

We still have to rely on Nono in this regard!

And, it was just as Amrad had worried.

If he didn't lead the team himself, would these people have a chance to survive on board the World Engine?

If he goes up, these people will be in danger of death.

If he doesn't go up, they will definitely be dead!

"grown ups,"

Luke said in a deep voice, "You..."

Noah interrupted him:

"It has been happily decided. I will lead the team myself!"

Amrad could not stop it, and remained silent. He looked at Sicarius:

"Are you happy?"

Do I please you!

Sicarius had a blank expression on his face. Noah was not only a living saint, but also of great significance to the entire Ultramarines Chapter. If it weren't for him, the Ultramarines and Macragge would have ceased to exist long ago, and even their gene-father would probably have died at the hands of the Zerg.

If he and the other battle brothers of the Second Company died in the battle, Calgar might praise him for his bravery. But if Calgar knew that Noah also died here, Sicarius had no doubt that Calgar would list him as a disgrace to the Chapter!

But what can he do?

He is also desperate!

-----------------

Battle Barge Tempest, bridge.

"Machine Spirit, calm down!"

Nono placed his palm on the Thinker who was communicating with the Machine Soul and whispered a binary prayer.

Before Nono contacted her, the machine soul of this battle barge was automatically simulating, using the billions of data fragments it had acquired, organizing them into predictions of the outcome of the fleet engagement, and displaying the results in the form of holographic projections.

The result was, without exception, failure.

Before approaching the World Engine, the battleship will disintegrate and everyone will die.

This was the machine soul's way of conveying its thoughts and will, and she tried to use this method to stop their crazy actions.

Maybe she was afraid of death, or maybe she didn't want the master she served to be destroyed.

But whatever the reason, her fear would not bring about any changes, and the plan would continue.

The fleet was sailing through the Silent Void, heading towards the World Engine that was bombarding the ninth planet of the Valvi System.

In front of real planets, the World Engine doesn't seem so majestic.

It was like a moon shining with silver light, but this moon was covered by dark clouds, with terrifying silver lightning swirling in it. It was surrounded by thick information noise, making it impossible to know what secrets were hidden in it.

It was obviously aware that it was being watched, and attempted to shield every eye that looked towards it.

As it turned out, it was successful.

It is impenetrable to any form of auspiciousness or sensor of the fleet, and so it remains unknown to humanity to this day.

But humans won’t sit still and wait for death!

The fleet spread out and regrouped behind the Tempest, staying just out of the World Drive's range.

The Tempest continued sailing, and while the World Engine was bombing the planet, they were sailing in a straight line to the North Pole of the World Engine!

Several carrier-based aircraft squadrons were guarding around the Tempest, and their mission was to take this opportunity to collect intelligence, even if it was just a few pieces of information. If the Tempest failed, the intelligence they sent back would be crucial and could provide direct help for the next operation.

But in any case, they will never have the chance to return.

The World Engine had obviously also sensed the presence of the Tempest, and its equatorial axis was slowly rotating, as if it was aiming its 'surface' guns at the Tempest, aiming to shoot down this tiny ant that dared to approach it.

"Enemy! Hundreds of them! More to come!"

The Tempest's bridge officer shouted nervously.

A large number of signals flashed on the tactical panel, a small number of which were blue dots, representing the escorting carrier-based aircraft formations.

And the remaining red dots are all enemies.

Almost at the moment of the battle, dozens of blue dots disappeared without a trace in a flash.

They were wiped out.

The enemy's losses were zero.

Fortunately, the Storm also took this opportunity to capture the enemy's video data and displayed it on the tactical screen:

It was a crescent-shaped fighter, with its crescent-shaped bow and crescent-shaped gaps on both sides aimed at the enemy. In the center and on both sides of the gap were some kind of heat ray weapons, which emitted rays that could easily destroy the Empire's fighters.

"What is that?" Amrad asked.

Noah was still thinking, and Nono came to his rescue and introduced softly:

"The Doomscythe, the Necrons' conventional fighter."

"Teleport?" Amrad asked, frowning.

"Necrons are made of living metal. You can think of them as alien cybernetic robots. So in theory, they can all be teleported in, and in fact, this is indeed the case."

Chapter 171 It’s just ××’s order!

boom!

The Machine Spirit used holographic projection to present the scene of a space battle, with the Empire's fighters and hundreds of enemy crescent-shaped fighters firing at each other, fighting, pulling up, maneuvering, and circling.

But it all means nothing.

More and more Imperial fighters were torn apart by the enemy's firepower, exploding into a mass of burning wreckage like fireworks. Only a few Doomscythes were destroyed by the encirclement of the Imperial fighter formations. The damage ratio between the two sides was enough to make all those who witnessed the battle despair.

But they have no way out!

The moment they chose to escort the Storm, their fate was sealed.

No one can return, and no one expects to return before setting out.

They just hope their sacrifice will not be in vain!

"Sacrifice is the foundation of empire."

Amrad muttered to himself, looking at the Ultramarines beside him, "Do you still think they are not worth saving?"

"I have never thought they were not worth saving, but even now, I still think it is wisest to abandon Vavencaster. We should wait to join up with the other fleets, where we will have a better chance of success."

Amrad frowned and asked:

"You think we shouldn't do this?"

"Correct."

Sicarius said calmly, "We need cover. Even if we only have a quarter of the fleet, it's better than being a sitting duck for the enemy!"

Amrad laughed:

"But you're still on the Tempest."

Sicarius said calmly:

"I was just following orders."

-----------------

"Enemy attack!" The bird commander tried to issue a warning in fear.

But before he could make a sound, silver lightning shot out from the "surface" of the World Engine. Before that, the lightning had already torn apart countless Imperial warships, and none of them could withstand even a single shot.

The silver lightning of destruction pierced the Storm like a spear, as if it was going to penetrate it from bow to stern and completely disintegrate it.

But miraculously.

When the lightning struck the Tempest's void shield, the burst of blaze nearly blinded the crew.

But while this light caused endless pain to those who dared to look directly at it, it also made the rest of the people extremely excited. Because when the void shield glowed, it meant that it was intact!

"Nono, fire!"

In the bridge, when the large force of Scythes of Destruction finally approached the Storm, Noah immediately gave the order.

The Storm, which had been ready for a long time, immediately poured out all the firepower she had in all directions. Whether it was light spears, macro cannons or laser cannons as a point defense array, the ship was using everything she had to destroy the enemies in front of her. The interweaving of light almost made the dark void flicker!

The Imperial fighters might not have enough firepower to destroy the Necrons' fighters, but even the smallest turrets on the Tempest can easily tear them apart!

The fiery spear of light pierced through one Doomscythe and vaporized it, while the macro cannon blasted another one apart. Although this was like using a big gun to kill a mosquito, this was no time to save money!

Compared with these large-caliber firepower, the point defense arrays that usually sit on the bench are the real main force at this time. Each of their lasers can accurately hit the enemy, and only a few laser cannons can destroy a Scythe of Destruction.

In the past, it would take hundreds of laser cannons to kill an enemy plane. But under Nono's control, only a few lasers could hit nothing!

The flashing red dots on the tactical panel were rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, Noah ordered coldly:

"Let the fighter planes return, and leave the rest to the machine spirits. Everyone, put down your work, you can prepare for evacuation, but don't do anything unnecessary!"

Noah didn't look at the original female captain of the battleship, and turned to walk towards the hangar with Nono.

Next.

It's time to fight a boarding battle.

In other words, a landing battle.

-----------------

Space Marines from various chapters were concentrated in the hangars and on the decks. Thunderhawks, Fist assault boats, drop bays, every vehicle that could be used for boarding and airdropping was packed with people, it could even be said that it was seriously overloaded.

If boarding torpedoes could not survive atmospheric friction and the carrying capacity was indeed not large, I am afraid that even torpedoes would have been used.

When this battle barge was first designed, it was never thought that one day it would accommodate so many Space Marines. Most Space Marines had to stay on board and wait for a hard landing with the battle barge. As for whether they could survive, it depended on luck.

Noah's Thunder Eagle is undoubtedly the most luxurious.

Amrad, Sicarius, and Luke were all here, and each brought with him at least three veteran Terminators from the Honor Guard.

The difference is that the Honor Guards of the Ultramarines and Astral Knights are all Indomitable Terminator Armor, while the Soul Drinkers are more balanced, with three of them being Hades-type Terminator Armor like him, and the other two being Iron Cavalry-type.

Anyone can see that the Soul Drinkers are extremely wealthy.

Noah knew why they came, but he felt that such care was really unnecessary.

Do I need your protection?

joke!