Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

Huron took a deep breath and walked out of the bridge with heavy steps, ready to fight side by side with his battle brothers who were staying outside to stop the swarm of insects that was surging like a wave.

However, when Huron walked out of the bridge and came to the corridor.

The first thing I saw was a dozen Space Marines, holding chainswords, concentrating on -

Go to the theater.

Huron was furious and wanted to shout at them.

Your brothers in battle are fighting hard on the front lines, and you are just watching from here? Are you worthy of your brothers in battle?!

However, before he could finish his words, Huron fell silent.

Because at the front line of the corridor is a row of Mechanicus's Iron Cavalry-class intelligent mechas.

These intelligent mechas were pouring terrifying firepower at the swarming insects. The roar of heavy bombs and the whistling of electromagnetic cannons merged into an elegant symphony. No alien could break through the fire blockade of the intelligent mechas.

With the same number, the firepower of the Space Marines can achieve the same effect, or even be more efficient.

Every shot the Space Marine fired killed an alien, without wasting a single bolt.

These intelligent robot soldiers were just the opposite, they were firing crazily without any regard for the waste of ammunition. However, the effect of the waste of ammunition was also significant, and all the aliens who tried to break through the fire blockade were completely torn into pieces.

The shell was shattered and the internal organs were torn apart, covering the entire corridor.

The firepower is not surprising, as the Mechanicus has such strength.

But the problem is-

These intelligent robots kept firing, but there was no sign of running out of ammunition.

It was hard for Huron not to wonder if their bodies were hollow inside and filled with ammunition, otherwise how could they fire for so long?

The Space Marines were waiting behind, ready to rush forward and fight in close combat to buy time once the ammunition of the cybernetic mechas ran out.

However, it does not.

They never got such an opportunity and were just watching the show the whole time.

These intelligent robot soldiers demonstrated with practical actions that in the face of absolute firepower, all conspiracies and tricks are futile!

Chapter 48 Yes, I love you too!

Under the fire suppression of the intelligent robot soldiers, the Space Marines successfully reached the armory to replenish their ammunition. Perhaps the continuous shooting just now had used up the ammunition of the Iron Knight-class automatic robot soldiers, so they did not fire as recklessly as before on the return journey.

But the Space Marines who had received ammunition replenishment were able to hold their positions until Apothecary Gareon completed the recovery of the gene seeds.

But this is not the end, because the road to evacuation is still full of dangers.

The Colossus-class robot and the Castellan robot serve as the vanguard. The holy promethium burners and heavy phosphorus fire blaster cannons on their backs are enough to burn all the enemies that block the way and let them feel the barbecue blessing of Om Messiah.

The Battle Sisters and Space Marines followed them on both sides and behind them, firing accurately at enemies in the shadows with their bolters and killing aliens who managed to break through the fire blockade with their chainswords.

However, this was only a rare case. Perhaps because the previous siege had exhausted the aliens' forces, the number of aliens encountered on the return journey was not as many as expected. Most aliens were simply unable to break through the blockade of the intelligent robot soldiers. The powerful firepower of the Castellan fighter soldiers was enough to burn all the enemies of the empire to ashes.

Most of the time, all that was left for the Space Marines were charred corpses on the ground.

Even the Genestealers, who are extremely skilled at hiding among the aliens, cannot deceive the augury of the automatic mechas.

Huron even saw with his own eyes a creature he had never seen before, hiding in a pipe on the ceiling and trying to sneak up on them for a sneak attack, only to be completely destroyed by the automatic artillery fire.

Huron didn't even see its appearance clearly, and only had a vague impression of it. For example, this alien was much larger than the other aliens, had two sickle-shaped claws, and its head, which was half blown off by the plasma cannon, could still be vaguely identified. Its mouthparts were full of disgusting tentacles.

This was undoubtedly some new type of alien that had never been seen before, but unfortunately its fate was not much better than those gene stealers.

In fact, Huron really wanted to ask whether these intelligent robot soldiers were for sale - their firepower was so strong that it was outrageous. For Huron, who was eager to expand the size of the battle group, this was definitely a rare help.

Since the Empire won't let him expand the size of his regiment, can't he achieve the same goal by buying cybernetic robots?

The pattern is about to open!

But Huron also understood that now was not the time to talk about this.

And even if he asked, the mechanical priest might not agree.

But it doesn’t matter, if you don’t sell it, there are plenty of people who will.

Although there are few forge worlds, Huron has always maintained good relations with some of them.

As long as he pays enough, I believe they will not refuse.

Finally, under the continuous fire suppression, the aliens gradually stopped showing up.

It wasn't because of fear. Terran had never felt fear.

But they have realized that it is meaningless to continue to die, and it will only waste biomass. This behavior is shameful. Instead of wasting a lot of biomass to kill biomass with few pieces of meat, it is better to keep the useful body to serve the will of the hive!

Without the Zerg's obstruction, their second half of the journey went very smoothly, so smoothly that Noah even suspected that this was a conspiracy of the Zerg. But even until they reached the evacuation point, the Zerg did not launch a new attack.

In the end, everyone successfully boarded the Thunderhawk gunboat to evacuate the Judgment Seraph, but the aliens remained indifferent.

It was not until then that Noah finally became convinced that the Zerg had probably really given up struggling - it was not that the Zerg did not try hard, but there was a big brother on the other side!

On the returning Thunder Eagle, Noah looked at Huron with some confusion despite feeling relaxed.

He didn't ask any questions, but his eyes and actions clearly expressed his thoughts:

"Huron, when did you come?"

Huron knew what he wanted to ask. He raised his hand and took off his helmet, revealing his somewhat weathered and tired face:

"After evacuating from Plantim, the Judgment Seraph sailed in the warp for thirteen days. Unlike what we initially expected, the scope of the warp shadow is much larger than we imagined. When we finally left the warp, more than a month had passed in reality.

"It took the Judgment Seraph three jumps before it finally returned to Macragge, but when it jumped out of Mandeville Point, it happened to encounter the Tyranid fleet."

A smile appeared on Huron's face:

"This is a blessing in disguise. At least I arrived in time."

Huron's experience was undoubtedly unfortunate but also fortunate.

Unlucky for the Seraph of Judgment, lucky for Macragge.

It was precisely because of the encounter between the Judgment Seraph and the Hive Fleet that they were able to warn Macragge in time, forcing the second Hive Fleet to be exposed in advance, allowing Macragge to be fully prepared.

Although the Zerg fleet still managed to break through the orbital defenses and spread hundreds of millions of airborne fungal sacs all over the sky of Macragge, without the advance warning from the Seraph of Judgment, Noah and his team would not be able to return early, and the current situation would only be worse.

But the price of "luck" was that hundreds of thousands of mortal crew members and an entire company of Space Marines on the Judgment Seraph, as well as more than twenty veteran Honor Guards, were all wiped out under the siege of the Zerg swarm, and even Huron himself almost lost his life!

Regardless of whether others think it's worth it or not, Huron thinks it is worth it.

Although he felt sorry for the loss of his battle brothers, everyone will die one day, at least their death was full of honor!

and.

Their gene seeds have all been recovered and their will will be inherited.

Is there any better ending for the Space Marines than this?

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"Captain on the bridge!"

"White, report the situation!"

With the loud announcement from the Sound Array Master, Noah returned to his command throne.

"Yes, Captain."

White saluted respectfully and immediately reported the current situation:

"Macragge's orbital defenses are almost completely paralyzed. The four Nova-class orbital defense platforms completely ceased fire two hours ago, and communications were completely cut off. The Baptism of Fire also failed to relieve the pressure on Galtan Fortress. The fortress is still in a semi-paralyzed state, with less than 1/3 of its weapon array functioning normally.

"The polar fortresses at both poles of Macragge have not fallen, and the Ultramarines stationed there are still holding their ground. Chapter Master Calgar is still holding on to the Cold Steel Mountains, and the defense line has not been breached.

"In addition, the First, Second, and Third Battle Groups have returned to defend one after another and are engaged in a fierce battle with the Zerg Hive Fleet in space. An hour ago, the commander of the First Battle Group, the Nova Marine Chapter Master Badan Dovaro, sent a communication calling on the remaining Space Marine organizations in the space fleet to board and reinforce Fort Galtan..."

Noah stared at the world outside the porthole. The beautiful planet was now surrounded by countless ferocious Tyranid biological ships. Although the Empire's warships were still fighting hard among them, the situation was still dire.

In the vast space outside Macragge, the Imperial Fleet can still fight with the Hive Fleet and try its best to consume their manpower.

But in Macragge, there is simply not enough space for them to move, and the Imperial fleet has lost their greatest mobility advantage. The current situation is actually favorable to the Zerg fleet.

Even with the advance warning from the Seraph of Judgment, the sneak attack by the Hive Fleet was still successful. When the two Hive Fleets met over Macragge, the Imperial Fleet was actually surrounded by them.

Chapter 49 Will I win? I will win

After learning about the current situation, Noah gave the order without hesitation:

"Nono, full speed engine, take us to Galtan Star Fort!"

"White, notify the Saint Machine Sages and have them perform maintenance on the intelligent robot soldiers as soon as possible. They will be needed in the next battle!"

Noah's orders were delivered to officers at all levels in an orderly manner, and the Stars began to move away from the Judgment Seraph, which had become a space wreck, and headed towards the distant Galtan Star Fortress.

Along the way, they were naturally unable to avoid being chased and intercepted by the Tyranid biological ships.

The battle taking place in the space orbit was extremely fierce. Every moment, Zerg bio-ships were torn apart by macro-cannons or ignited by light spears. From time to time, the void shields of Imperial warships were overloaded and destroyed by the plasma cannons of the bio-ships.

Both sides are fighting a desperate battle.

For the humans, they must defend Macragge, at all costs.

For the Zerg, in order to eat safely, they must destroy the Imperial Fleet, and all the sacrifices they make for this are worth it.

Anyway, as long as we win this war, the lost biomass can be recovered. Even if many bio-ships have been completely evaporated, the biomass obtained from this battle is far from enough to make up for the losses.

But as a bug, you must take a long-term view. Yes, Macragge's biomass is not enough to make up for its losses. But as long as the fleet gathered here is destroyed, there will be no enemies in the surrounding thousands of light years that can stop them from eating, right?

That’s the biomass of at least thousands of planets!

Isn't this a huge profit?

For this war, both humans and Terrans have invested too much effort, and no one can give up easily.

Everyone thinks that as long as they can kill the opponent in one wave, victory will be within their grasp!

Just as the Stars were about to arrive near the Galtan Star Fort, Noah and Huron were preparing to lead their men to board the ship.

With a burst of dazzling light, the void shield of Galtan Star Fortress has resumed operation.

The originally paralyzed weapon array began to operate again, pouring massive firepower on the enemies who dared to invade Macragge!

Apparently, the Galtan Star Fort had been successfully recaptured by Space Marines from other chapters.

Seeing that the plan failed, Huron immediately changed the plan:

No longer supporting Galtan Star Fort, but instead supporting the ground troops. We can't just sit there and do nothing!

Coincidentally, Noah thought so too.

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Cold Steel Mountains.

On the battlefield where artillery fire was raging, the entire position was filled with smoke.

There were corpses everywhere.

Human corpses and alien corpses were all mixed together.

The human defenders had no time to mourn for their allies, let alone collect their bodies. They had to burn the bodies left behind in front of the position as soon as possible. Only by burning everything to ashes could the Zerg be unable to recycle enough biomass in the first place and produce more war beasts.

The burnt smell and bloody smell of the burning corpses mixed together, continuously stimulating people's sense of smell.

The heavy artillery positions in the rear fired non-stop, and each shell killed hundreds of Tyranid creatures, sending flying dust and the alien corpses that were blown into pieces into the sky, leaving only a charred crater and scorching air that was hot enough to steam a person.

But no matter how many enemies they kill, there will always be more aliens to fill the gap.

Their numbers are so dense that they seem endless, converging into a surging tide at the end of the horizon.

Swarms of aliens were wreaking havoc all over Macragge, gargoyles and sky demons were preying on the non-commissioned officers and soldiers of the Ultraman Auxiliary Army in the air, spore mines floating in the sky were bombarding the human positions continuously, forcing them to disperse to reduce casualties, but lone auxiliary soldiers became the perfect prey for the gargoyles.