The hardened ground was pockmarked by bombing. Scattered on the ground or in holes were things that had once belonged to various combat units of the Mechanicus. Things that are still burning. The building collapsed due to the brief but intense battle just now, and thick smoke and unknown chemical liquid continued to roll out. And standing in the pile of things, wearing a dented suit that was probably an oversized Warboss armor, Delica was howling to the sky, the greenest and the strongest, enjoying the joy of victory in the battle. On the claws of this suit of armor, the disabled egg's descended body was quietly shaking on it. Just now, the egg was very unethical. Before the duel with Delica, it arranged its Scorpio Smasher to bombard Delica with the Steel Flame Cannon. When it rushed to Delica, it also brazenly and cunningly attacked in advance, first using phosphorus fire weapons to "friendly communicate" with Delica for a while, causing Delica's small Gu Juji's force field protection to overload and burn less than three seconds after the battle began. However, facing Delica, a Warboss who has grown to a certain stage, the egg's operation "seems to have only delayed his inevitable death for a while... "Boys, have you all seen my power? Did you see clearly what happened to that cunning little iron shrimp who dared to provoke me just now?" After shaking the egg-shaped advent body for a while, Delica, who suddenly had a new idea in his mind, threw it to his best master, and told it to find the source of the "iron shrimp" that could make him "super bright and super hot". Then he raised his head high, opened his hands, looked around at his subordinates, and began an impromptu speech. As Delica's words spread on the battlefield, the greenskins under his command suddenly became excited. "We saw it! We saw it clearly!!" "Waaaaaaagh!!!!" "The boss killed the steel shrimp instantly! The boss is the strongest and the greenest!!"
Hearing the overwhelming response from the greenskins below and feeling the increasingly powerful Waaaaagh power beginning to linger around him, Delica became more and more excited. "You bastards! I've known for a long time that I have the strongest power of Waaaaaagh. I've also known for a long time that I've been watched and chosen by Big Brother Gomao. However, there are always boys who doubt my power and constantly question my decisions. Many of them even joined the slightly green one and insulted my mutant Jump, forcing me to find ways to show my strength. Now, are you doubting my power?" "Yeah————! The boss is the most Waaaaaagh!!!" "The boss will lead us to chop off the mutant jumps, the boss is invincible!" "I am the one who can serve as a charge boy under such a Waaaaagh boss. You are not qualified. Give me all your stuff!" "I am the most suitable person to fight for the boss! I will smash your mouth and pull out all your teeth!!!" When the second sentence was spoken, the atmosphere of Delica's tribe was pushed to a new level again. The more terrifying power of Waaaaagh spread among the greenskins like a tsunami. Under such a strong stimulation, some greenskins even started to pick up weapons and started a small chaos to prove that they were qualified to follow Delica. Delica just smiled with a bloody smile and watched his tribe start chaos, as if everything that happened was a piece of cake. "Of course I will! I will lead you to Waaaaaagh everything in this world that opposes us - whether it's the mutant jumping monsters! Or the pink shrimps! Or the white bean sprouts, or the steel ribs! They will all be Waaaaaaghed by us! Then, I will lead you to Waaaaaaagh to the sky, to find a more Waaaaaagh battle. As long as you follow me! I will give you endless Waaaaaaagh!!" "Waaaaaaagh!!!" "We like the boss, we follow the boss!" "Endless Waaaagh! Endless Waaaaagh! We go everywhere! We go everywhere!!" As Delica uttered the third paragraph that sounded more like a promise, the atmosphere of Delica's tribe was completely pushed to the peak. The super-powerful Waaaagh power swept over Delica like a tidal wave, dispersing more of the fog in the Warboss's mind. It raised its own arms high, along with its own, desperately feeling the atmosphere before the war, and experiencing the power of the Waaaagh that was enough to devour the entire world, without noticing at all. In the middle area of a nearby sloping high-rise building, an Astartes who was completely undetectable by the greenskins simply by "hiding in the shadows" was hanging his arms and silently staring at Delica, or rather, at Delica's small Gu Juji. Looking at certain 'areas' on this Gu Juji. ————————————————————The dividing line of Space Wolves———————— ------- Bishop Egg died. He was killed by Warboss in order to recover the fragments of STC. In fact, after participating in this operation and confirming that the situation in this world was a mess, Gallihan Wolf vaguely guessed that this Bishop of the Mechanicus, who was taciturn most of the time but unexpectedly generous, might die in this operation - because, for the benefit of the empire, Bishop Egg did not start the "crazy mode of the Mechanicus" as he knew that almost all members of the Mechanicus knew about the STC, but chose to hand over a large amount of equipment and resources to the empire, and only brought his own guards to this world. There is no doubt that such a choice is of great benefit to the empire, but it is harmful to Bishop Egg who will face a large number of Orks with unknown combat power. Although he tried his best to take the Space Wolves to the battlefield, he was still a step late after all. "Brother Gary, this is the data packet that Bishop Egg sent me at the last moment before he died in battle, asking me to pass it on to you."
After learning that the Adeptus Mechanicus had been annihilated, and knowing that rushing into the Orcs would only result in meaningless deaths, Gary immediately ordered his team to find a secluded place to temporarily rest and wait for an opportunity. Just as the Space Wolves' Astartes were resting, Gu's intelligence was delivered to Gary at the right time. "Information about the STC fragments?" Although he was saddened by the death of such a generous Bishop of the Mechanicus, after browsing the data packet sent by Bishop Egg and understanding what he had to do next, Gary immediately ordered the other Wolves to continue to wait for orders, while he went to the front line alone. With the help of some skills he learned from the Chosen One, this wolf man with a small jet backpack found a good bird's-eye view point in the orc-dense area within ten minutes, hid in the shadows and began to carefully observe Delica's small ancient giant. Soon, Gary realized that Bishop Egg's final judgment was basically correct. 'How can my team and I kill this abominable alien leader without destroying the STC fragments?' After repeatedly examining this Ork thing several times and completely engraving its external structure into his mind, Gary began to carefully consider the tactics to be adopted next - he knew very well that even if the Eldar were included, the number of units that could be considered as the combat power of the Empire on Marko was not large. If he wanted to take the fragments of the STC intact from the favorite "mount" of an Orc Warboss, the difficulty coefficient would be comparable to climbing to the sky. However, Gary also knew that when he received the data packet, this responsibility had already been heavily placed on his shoulders. Bishop Egger's act of entrusting the Ultramarines' Sergeant Gu to forward the data packet to him almost made it clear that he could bring the STC back to the Empire! If he could not do this, then he would not only bring shame to the Space Wolves, but also to the pair of lightning claws in his hands! "According to calculations, the Alien Tyranids will collide with the Ork Warlord in twenty-three minutes. Flesh and blood, the Dynasty recommends that you avoid the subsequent disputes, otherwise, the Dynasty will not guarantee your safety." Just as Gary was thinking hard, listing and then rejecting various tactics, a dark green light flashed before his eyes, and a group of Necron soldiers holding weapons appeared in front of him and warned him to evade - in an instant, Gary's eyes suddenly lit up as if he had thought of something. "Alien, is your target only that special mutated beast?" "Indeed." After answering Gary, the Necrons didn't say much, and before the orcs noticed, they merged into the phase one by one and disappeared from the abandoned building. Gary, who had already imagined a plan that was risky but would definitely allow him to recover most of the STC fragments intact if successful, lightly touched the communication device on his power armor and contacted his team members. "This is Gary. I need you to cooperate with my raid later." 63. Battle of Marco: Tyrant vs. Warboss “Go, go, go!!!” "Uppercut it!!! No! Cut it downwards!!" "Of all martial arts, the strongest is Caliban Iai! Abathur! Raise your Hive Tyrant Iai!!" "No, no, no, no. What if Caliban Iai drops the STC fragment from Warboss? That would be a lot of fun. Hey, hey, hey, Abathur, your Tyranid Tyrant's moves are a bit too dangerous. You need to make it stop!" "Abathur, why are you being suppressed so badly? Don't fall too early, my Death Mark troops are still looking for sniper points!" "Don't point fingers! I'm so busy right now!!" Surrounded by other Hammers, Abathur looked at the holographic projection in front of him, trying his best to send combat orders to the Hive Tyrant with low command efficiency, his face almost wrinkled into a ball - about 23 minutes after the Galilean Wolf had a brief contact with other Space Wolves and discussed the future tactics, Abathur's super green version of the Tyranid Tyrant very punctually led a large group of greenskins to break through the siege of the greenskins belonging to Delica and came to the place where Delica was giving a speech. A straightforward roar issued an invitation to Delica to a duel - and Delica, who had been waiting for this "strange green mutant oversized jumping creature" for a long time, accepted the duel invitation without hesitation, pulled the engine to full strength, and drove his small Gu Juji-like thing to charge towards Abathur's Tyranid Tyrant. “Crackle——!” "boom------!" With the sound of metal being trampled and broken, the two beasts suddenly collided with each other with a loud bang, causing the originally solid ground under their feet to crack and splash a lot of metal debris. At the same time, the shock wave generated by their collision spread rapidly in an instant, blowing away the greenskins who were watching the battle at the closest distance - some greenskins with particularly bad luck even hit sharp objects or rushed into the arms of flammable and explosive things, easily losing their lives - but such a brutal start not only did not scare the greenskins, but instead aroused their enthusiasm and Waaaaagh hearts, causing these aliens who only live for war to collectively howl with excitement. "Waaaaaagh enough!!!" "Boss! Hit it! Boss! Cut it!!" "Boss! Bite! Boss! Breath fire!!" "Boss, we believe you are the best! Chop down that mutant!"
"I'm betting my teeth! I'm betting that the mutant jumping boss will win! Waaaaaaagh!!" "You are weaker than me, you don't have as many big things on you, and they are not as green as mine. Why do you think you are Waaaaaagh! than me? If you admit defeat now, I can still give you a place on my mount. That way, you can still have a chance to Waaaaaagh!!" Amid the howls of countless Orks who were watching the battle, Delica had already driven his mount to fight a few times with Abathur's Hive Tyrant. He had a rough idea of the power of this giant jumping creature, which was "much greener and much larger than ordinary jumping creatures", and felt that he could easily win this battle. With a wild laugh, Delica stretched out his hand and pressed a big red button beside him, causing the small Gu Juji to emit an overloaded scream, while also using the power pliers with overloaded energy output to easily hold down the Hive Tyrant, which had just collided with him and retreated two or three steps. "Take this from me!" After confirming that the "green mutant jumper" had been simply suppressed by him and could not escape, Delica declared victory while pushing the strongest starter of his machine. As the operating lever was pushed to the bright red area, Delica's small Gu Juji opened all the shooting ports on his body and aimed at the still "struggling" Hive Tyrant. Then - A close-range combined bombardment using a variety of weapon systems including explosives, plasma, lasers, flames, etc.! In the blink of an eye, Abathur's Hive Tyrant, along with the ground beneath its feet and everything within a few hundred meters behind it, was engulfed by the frenzied energy flow, high-heat flames, and chain explosions. The Orks standing in this direction were still happily shouting "Waaaaaagh!" the last second, and they became part of the flames the next second. Those who were lucky enough to escape at the edge of the attack range at least left an arm or half a leg behind as a souvenir of this onlooker. But... Although the power of this round of bombardment easily tore up a large area of the ground under the feet of the two behemoths, and at the same time caused a large number of "innocent" Ork Orcs' lives to become the past, and although this round of bombardment also burned some nearby metal building walls, turning them into scrap copper and iron that were difficult to recycle or simply vaporized. However, after the flames dissipated, Delica was shocked to find that Abathur's Hive Tyrant, who had taken most of the damage at close range, not only looked "unharmed", but even raised the blade on his body and slashed at his trumpet Gu Juji at a very fast speed. After a burst of lightning from the force field being penetrated, the Ork Orc Warboss was shocked to find that one of his vehicle's arms had completely "said goodbye" to the body! "I'm worse than you, I'm more cunning than you, and I'm more smelly than you." Before Delica could control his vehicle to launch a new counterattack against Abathur's Hive Tyrant, the Hive Tyrant, which said something that made Delica furious, began to move its shooting organs and bombarded Delica's small Gu Juji with a bunch of light green stuff. A sizzling sound was heard, and white smoke indicating erosion began to emerge from the scrap metal robot that was originally "randomly" pieced together. "Oh! I'm going to pull out all your teeth!" Feeling the damage to his proud gadget in such a short time, realizing that he was not as cunning as this mutant, Delica was immediately furious. He pulled all the things that could be knocked and moved in the entire cab without thinking twice. Then, he roared and pounced on the Hive Tyrant, which was pulling away and seemed to be preparing to attack him again. He was completely - or he could not notice it. A green light began to vaguely emerge in the ruins of the nearby buildings. Some piercing murderous intent that could not be sensed by mortals was slowly spreading on the battlefield. "The death seal is in place." 六 14. Battle of Marco - Lightning Raid "call--" Nobe held his gun, leaning against the armored vehicle, chewing the gum in his mouth, adjusting his breathing, squinting his eyes, and feeling the bumps of the transport vehicle. Beside him, the retired Star Army soldier sat cross-legged, holding a marching lunch box, gently stirring the tea he had just brewed - although the tea in the box was constantly rippling, under the retired Star Army soldier's miraculous balance, only a few drops of tea swayed out of the box. "very excited?" After stirring the tea in the lunch box to a temperature suitable for drinking, this retired Astra Militarum soldier, who had chosen to take up arms without hesitation at the call of Gu's Ultramarines and join this battle which was fraught with dangers for mortals, picked up the lunch box, took a sip of the contents, and let out a long breath. "Yes...I thought...I didn't expect..." Hearing the words of the retired veteran of the Astra Militarum, Nobe, who had been unable to suppress his excitement, was startled and quickly answered. "Me too - in fact, I once thought that we would be punished. No matter how lucky we are, we would be sent to the Penal World to do hard labor. After all, our choice is not something that PDFs like us are qualified to make." "ah.....?" Knowing very well what choice the veteran was talking about, Nobel's expression froze slightly. However, the veteran, who was also well aware that this topic was very sensitive, did not say much on this matter. Instead, he slowly closed the lid of the lunch box and put it into his backpack. "But now, we have gained the glory that many mortals can hardly get in their entire lives. Ha, if the political commissar of my previous army knew that I was recruited to the battlefield by the Emperor's Angel of Death, he would be extremely envious. Be quiet, the Angel of Death is giving us orders!" "Yes!" The sudden rustling sound coming from the headset made several PDFs who were chatting quiet for a moment. About a second later, the sound of "gurgling" was clearly heard by every PDF.
"There are ten minutes left until the scheduled combat zone. Mortal warriors, get ready." ————————————————The dividing line of Space Wolves—————————————————————— Marco, factory area, core area. In this area that has been occupied by the aliens for many months, the two huge aliens are still fighting continuously. The heavy collision and the roar of the monsters are mixed into a symphony of war, shaking the air wave after wave. The disorderly explosions spread continuously, turning the area of hundreds of meters into burning ruins. The fanatical Orcs waved various signs and shouted the title of the boss they supported, making the entire battlefield present a weird "wasteland beauty". Gary the Wolf squatted in the shadows, silently looking down at the battlefield where the demons were dancing wildly, silently waiting for the right time to act, silently calculating at what angle he should dive down into the battlefield when he acted, silently thinking about how he should kill the target quickly and accurately, and then attract other enemies to give his comrades enough time to recover the STC. Before, Gary would have formulated a tactic that was more inclined to a frontal breakthrough, but now, wearing the claws inherited from the god player, he has unconsciously changed his tactical thinking... "Old Wolf, why don't we take action? I think those two aliens are about to tear each other into pieces!" Just as the Galli Wolf was reviewing his thoughts in his mind once again, the voice of a Space Wolf Astartes sounded in his earphone - some of these Space Wolf men could no longer resist the desire to fight and entered a state of seeking battle. "Now is not the time." After responding to his comrades with the words "calm and ruthless", Gary continued to silently observe the scene on the battlefield - although just as his comrades described, the Orc Warboss and its opponent, the God-knows-why green Tyranid Hive Tyrant, both had scars all over their bodies, but the aliens had not yet made a move. Does this mean that the injuries of these two things only seemed serious, but the foundations were not damaged? However, the next moment, Gary discovered that the opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived. "Old Wolf!" "I know." Looking at the several alien warriors who suddenly walked out of the ruins of a building diagonally opposite in a dark green mass, and watching these alien warriors raise their weapons without hesitation and fire, hitting the two giant beasts below and forcing them to retreat repeatedly, the Galilean Wolf slightly raised his hand, ignited the jet pack on his back, and suddenly turned into a meteor, diving down - Rushing straight to the battlefield. —————————————Warboss dividing line—————————————————————— Bonegrinder Delica is feeling anxious now. As a Warboss who thinks he is big, green, and bad, Delica still maintained a good attitude a few minutes ago. However, despite using all his strength, he was unable to easily kill the Mutant Jumping that was against him, and was even killed by the mutant. Tiaotiao used the "cunning and despicable" tactics to inflict multiple injuries on his mini-Gu Juji, and now his mentality has changed a little. I was actually tricked by the mutant Tiaotiao! Am I not bad enough? Not cunning enough? If I fail to win beautifully, will my fellow boys look down on me? Driven by his changed mentality, Delica's fighting became frantic - he completely gave up on defense, which allowed him to successfully suppress Abathur's Hive Tyrant chess piece and force it to retreat step by step, but also made him completely give up on the defensive perception of the surrounding environment - under normal circumstances, Delica's actions would be fine, but now... "------" The silent Death Mark troops pulled the trigger, and the Necrons' attack 'quietly' hit several vital points on Delica's trumpeter Gu Juji, causing Delica to begin to lose balance. "For Ruth and the All-Father!!" This was the battle cry of the Galilean Wolf that swooped down and stuck to Delica's beloved fuselage almost three seconds after the Necrons opened fire, just when Delica could no longer control its small Gu Juji. Before Delica could figure out the question of "Where did this canned shrimp come from?", a pair of lightning claws wrapped in golden lightning tore open the front armor of its cockpit. Deep into Delica's skull. 65. Battle of Marco - Lightning End Delica died without any warning, and his death was not at all earth-shaking - the powerful energy released by the lightning claws that God's chosen left for Gary easily traveled through his limbs and bones, completely severing his life. The orcs on Marco were in chaos in an instant. Although Abathur's "big, green, bad" Hive Tyrant led a large number of orcs to follow it Waaaaaagh, the Hive Tyrant, which was essentially created by the Emperor, did not have any ability to serve as a large node of Waaaaagh. Therefore, after Delica's death, the orcs without a core immediately "followed their instincts" and split into who knows how many tribes, and then began a big mess.
Gary stood on the small Ancient Juji that had completely stopped moving, slowly pulled out his claws, and silently watched the Necron troops rush to the vicinity, using their technology to kidnap the Tyranid Tyrant who 'seemed' to want to fight him for three hundred rounds - if it was him before, he might have done some irrational things because of the Astartes' innate hatred of aliens and desire for glory. Now, he has understood something more important. The rumbling sound of an engine reached Gary's ears, and a Rhino troop carrier appeared at the end of the road, with his Space Wolves comrades on board. Originally, according to the combat plan, his comrades were to undertake some very stressful penetration and attack missions after Gary's successful attack, in order to create time and space to recover the STC. But now, these Space Wolf men were depressed to find that their only task was to carry out transportation. In other important areas of this world, the PDFs gathered by Gu are perfectly interpreting the tactical idea of 'killing him while he's weak', and launching a swift surprise attack on the Orks who are in chaos and even starting to fight among themselves because of the loss of the Warboss. Under the leadership of Gu's Astartes chess pieces, many Ork camps that have completely lost their order are easily trampled and burned, turning into charred areas one after another. Of course, in these places that mortals cannot see, Liang Feifan's Aida Eldar are also continuing their activities, sniping those threatening Ork units, and annihilating some relatively scattered Ork camps that have already shown threats. Meanwhile, on the Queen of Glory, Egg, whose chess pieces had basically gone to waste, together with Abathur, who had nothing to do, and Silence, who also had nothing to do for the time being, were watching Big E analyze the subsequent parts of the STC. Since the Rhinos used by the Space Wolves were provided by the Hammers, the moment the STC parts were loaded onto the vehicle, Big E, who had been paying attention to this matter, quickly extracted the information of these parts and conducted a very unscientific research. As this 'Ohm Messiah' continued to analyze the functions of the parts, the progress bar representing the integrity of the STC moved forward bit by bit. Finally, it stopped at the 87 percent position. "It's not completely complete?" Looking at the progress bar that was not moving forward any further, a hint of regret emerged in Egg's tone.