Because of the violent vibration caused by the explosion of the shells, most of the Genestealer Cult members near the wall fell down or maintained their balance but dropped the things in their hands. When they barely regained their balance, the Angels of Death who jumped down from the vehicles had already rushed to them quickly. "For the Emperor!!!" Amid the passionate battle cries of the Space Marines, various individual weapons such as bolters, chainswords, plasma guns, and melta weapons were unleashed together, completely and without mercy giving the gift of death to these abominable aliens. Amid the white-hot flames and the roar of servo motors, the Genestealers standing in the front fell down like harvested wheat, shattered into pieces. "Retreat! Retreat! Don't fight! Retreat!" Witnessing the tragic scene of his brothers and sisters being dissected like vegetables by these uninvited guests, like the stupidest prey, the commander of the Genestealer Cult in this area did not bother to figure out why things had developed like this. The sentries outside remained silent - but less than five seconds after he shouted, a scorching laser from a Lightling sniper shot him in the head for slightly exposing his position in order to issue an order. "pat-" As the headless body of the leader of the Genestealer Cult fell heavily to the ground, a cloud of dust was splashed, and the counterattack of the regional Genestealers who had lost their command became increasingly disorganized. Observing this situation, Commissar Keggins pointed the telescope in his hand, put his hand to his ear, connected the communication, and uttered a simple word. "Follow me." ———————————————Strange dividing line———————————————————— Reese is a planetary defense soldier from the world of Jodis, or rather, a former planetary defense soldier.
As a man who came from a gang like most of the Planetary Defense Force, Reese, who was generous and strong, had a dream of being exposed to a wider world compared to his colleagues who joined the Planetary Defense Force just for food and salary. Therefore, when Lieutenant Borison and his men came to this world to help them quell the rebellion of the group of things in the Lower Nest, Reese tried every means to get in touch with the Star Army and fought side by side with them for a while. The experience during this period made Reese become friends with some of the Star Army, and let Reese see the perseverance of these warriors from other worlds, and also understood the reasons why they left their homes and wandered in the sea of stars. Therefore, when Leo issued an order to backstab the Astra Militarum to the Planetary Defense Force, Reese made his own decision without any hesitation - this choice almost cost him his life at the time, and, before the miracle happened, Reese almost thought that he would sacrifice himself in his hometown. And now, Reese found that he had truly grasped the opportunity to realize his dream. "Forward for the Emperor!" Under the passionate roar of Commissar Caikins, Reese, who was assigned a grenade launcher because of his strong body and great strength and poor shooting skills, charged forward while holding his hand. The guy on top fired a vicious shot at a bunker that was suppressed by his colleagues' continuous laser fire and had already melted on the surface. The flying grenade hit the shooting hole of the bunker as if it had eyes. The fragments produced by the explosion and the shock wave's concussion force directly silenced the dirty thing behind the bunker. "Well done, kid! Maybe you really have a talent for using grenades!" Lieutenant Borrison, who was shooting at the cunning guys in the distance with a plasma pistol in a certain pattern beside Reese, saw the effect of Reese's shot and couldn't help but praise him. Leo, who was obviously a little embarrassed by Lieutenant Borrison's praise, grinned and loaded the second grenade. "I was just shooting casually, Lieutenant. Don't forget that this is the first time I have used such a weapon in actual combat. Lieutenant, watch out to the right!" Leo saw out of the corner of his eye that there was a sudden flash of light in a pile of things hundreds of meters away on the right, so he took a quick step forward and stood diagonally in front of Lieutenant Porrison. At the same time, he raised his grenade launcher and pulled the trigger. Almost at the same moment when the grenade exploded accurately in the shooting hole of the bunker made of debris and reaped the life of the cunning creature inside, a laser passed by Leo's shoulder and burned part of his flesh. "Well, kid, now I really think that you are born to use this weapon." 26. Meldy's Performance ——————————————Food processing plant, somewhere———————————————————— “Hey—hey—” Under the emergency order of Political Commissar Keggins, Meldy, who had become a non-commissioned officer and was wearing a carapace, worked together with his young men to lift up a metal plate that was tilted on the pile of debris in the middle of the road and used as a shelter, revealing a slanting passage behind that could allow three or four people to move forward side by side, and a highly carbonized humanoid figure lying behind this inferior shelter - although before, these cultists relied on this shelter that could only attack in one direction and resisted for more than ten minutes. However, under the cover of the precise shooting of the soldiers under Meldy, who was already the squad leader, Meldy successfully approached the shelter, picked up the flamethrower, and roasted the shelter and the things behind it thoroughly. "Three-four-three formation, turn on the light source, and maintain communication." After taking a look at the entrance to the passage and turning on the infrared detection equipment on the carapace, and confirming that there was nothing that could be seen in the infrared field of view for a long distance downwards, Meldy simply issued a command on the communication channel while making a gesture. Under his command, Meldi's team immediately formed an array that looked a little sophisticated at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it would be found that they could easily take care of each other. Led by Meldi's two Astra Militarum soldiers armed with melta weapons, a soldier with a plasma gun and two soldiers with laser rifles followed behind. Under the illumination of the light sources placed on their gun muzzles or on their heads, they stepped into the passage and began to search downwards. ——————————————The dividing line below——————————————————
"Captain... this place looks like..." After walking for nearly half an hour in the winding and sometimes wide and sometimes narrow passage, Meldi and his group finally stepped into an empty room. At first glance, the room seemed to be a large abandoned underground warehouse. However, after a careful observation, Meldi was not surprised to find some extremely blasphemous things on the walls of the room. "Be alert, there may be an ambush here. Also, watch your step." Although he still failed to capture any trace of the enemy using infrared observation, Meldy, who knew that his opponent was not human at all, did not dare to take it lightly. This caution was naturally rewarded - when they stepped through an area that seemed to have no problems, the crackling sound of metal plates being flipped over suddenly reached the ears of these well-prepared Star Army soldiers. "shooting!" However, there was no need for Meldi to give orders. His old brothers, who had been on high alert all the time, accurately poured firepower on the cultists and their surroundings the first moment they came out of the underground secret door and tried to launch a sneak attack on them. The sound of the secret door being opened was replaced by the cultists' screams in the blink of an eye, and in less than fifteen seconds, this brief fight was over. "Search, maintain vigilance, and do not miss any place that may be problematic." After giving the order, Meldy squatted beside a secret door, carefully observing its appearance, and tried to close it to determine what it looked like on the ground. When he closed and opened the secret door for the third time, one of his comrades came to him and told him that he had found a door that was blocked from the inside and carefully camouflaged from the outside. "You two follow me, everyone else, spread out and form a guard formation." After thinking for a while, Meldi stood up, holding his flamethrower tightly, and came to the secret door with two soldiers carrying hot-melt weapons. After looking up and down at the structure of the secret door, a smile appeared on the face hidden behind the helmet. "Fire it. Burn through it." ---------- ————The dividing line between gene thieves———————————————————— How long has it been since I felt such fear? How long has it been since I felt such despair? The Genestealer Cult administrator in charge of the food processing plant wanted to find a place to sit quietly for a while and think about these two questions. However, he also knew that now was not the time to think about these two questions. In fact, since the large power station with heavy troops stationed there failed to stop the Empire from taking it back, this guy who was more familiar with the so-called art of war than other small administrators guessed that the area under his control would be "fallen" sooner or later. Therefore, he secretly mobilized some of his most trusted brothers and sisters, asking them to work with him to sort out the valuables in the cult and send them to a safer place, in order to make a comeback in the future. However, he did not expect that the judgment would come so quickly and so quickly! "Run...my legs...run..." Although his legs had become extremely sore, stimulated by the screams and the intermittent sounds of weapon fire that followed him like a shadow, the Genethief Cult leader who had retreated into the passage early, carrying the cult's holy emblem and several holy books on his back, still squeezed his muscles with all his might and moved forward with force - he knew that those brothers and sisters who took the initiative to stay behind to intercept the soldiers of the abominable empire had sacrificed themselves for him, and he knew that the only way he could repay them was to escape! However....... "boom!!!!" Along with the sound of fragmentation grenades exploding, the Genestealer Cult leader suffered numerous wounds all over his body from broken iron fragments. Blood gushed out, depriving him of the physical strength supported by his will. He fell to the ground powerlessly, and hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer from behind, he knew that his time had come. So, he endured the pain all over his body, propped himself up a little, looked at the Star Army soldiers who were about to rush to him with angry eyes, and spoke with gritted teeth. "Lost dogs of the oppressors! We will not—" The answer he got was a high temperature flame. 27. The War Is About to End Food manufacturing center, successfully recaptured. The water purification plant is basically under control. In the central hub of the hive, although the battle continues, the gene thieves have been suppressed to a very small area, and only painful death awaits them. The battle situation was slightly stalemate in the abandoned metal recycling factory that could process simple weapons and was turned into a fortress, but the supply line of the Genestealer Cult had been cut off, and the balance of war was tilting. In addition, the Emperor's Bane Blade was rushing to this battlefield. Obviously, when it arrived, the lives of the cultists would enter a countdown.
and also…… A sludge treatment area that can produce chemical poisons, a radio tower that can provide radio support for the entire Lower Nest area, and a complex hospital area located between Lower Nest and Middle Nest that has the most medical resources in the Lower Nest area... Etc., etc. These key weapons, food, medicine, intelligence, and even military fortress buildings, which had been tightly controlled by the gene thieves and had become their accomplices in the fight against the Empire, were returned to the hands of the Empire like dry weeds and rotten wood under the multi-point tactical attack of the Hammermen and the troops of Political Commissar Caggins, who had less than a hundred men left but extremely high morale. Granted, the gene thieves still had an overwhelming advantage in numbers, and they still possessed a number of deadly weapons. However, as their key brains, the bishops, had been wiped out, they could only get an ending that suited their mob. "Great, Political Commissar, at this rate, we can get the Lower Nest area back into the hands of the Emperor in at most a month!" Looking at the latest battle situation displayed on the battle map on the tablet they used as a command terminal, Lieutenant Borrison, who had just completed a round of siege with Political Commissar Caikins and tore apart a dozen cultists with his own hands, and was chewing an energy bar to replenish his strength, could not help but smile. "Yeah, but the Lower Nest area is just the beginning." Although he was excited about the smooth progress of the war, Political Commissar Caikins still maintained a cautious optimism. On the one hand, he knew very well that in such a victory, the remnants of their army did not play a decisive role. On the other hand, he was more worried that although the problem of the traitors in the lower nest seemed to be not a big problem, the rebels of the planetary governor were undoubtedly a bigger problem. "We will do more for the Emperor, Commissar." "Very well, Lieutenant, that time for small talk is over." Hearing the confidence in Lieutenant Borissen's tone, Political Commissar Keggins finally smiled faintly. He lifted the exquisite chainsaw sword that he had been fond of to his shoulder, jumped off the scrap metal block where he had been sitting and taking a nap for a while, and looked around. "Are you all rested?" "Of course! Political Commissar!!!" "Then continue to charge with me!!!" ——————————————Meanwhile, in the Bottom Nest area—————————————————— The shadows are flowing. Death glides lightly across the poisonous rivers. The Dark Eldar's flying machines are silent and Patrolling the lightless 'sky' restlessly, relentlessly hunting their prey. Their prey was cunning, very cunning, and after Liang Feifan's Dark Eldar killed the Genestealer Bishop and those mutants, the prey knew that the game was over, so it covered its tracks and fled along the secret passage of its nest into the darker depths of the Underhive, hoping for a chance to make a comeback - in fact, if it was a normal Dark Eldar who came to hunt it, it would have a chance of escaping. After all, in the eyes of the Dark Eldar, the Genestealer Patriarch was a rare commodity, but not something worth digging deep into the ground to find - especially since the place that needed to be dug was the worst Underhive in the terrible Hive City area of the Human Empire. Unfortunately..... "Team one, team two, go around from the left, team three, go straight to the front, team four and team five, rush from the bottom. Don't let Mandela come out yet, just hold it. We must not let this thing escape again this time!" Liang Feifan couldn't help but feel refreshed as he watched the gene thieves' leader finally trapped in a quasi-dead corner on the combat platform. In recent times, the Hammer guys controlling the Empire's pawns have been making great strides and making considerable gains. Silence, who was playing the Pork Ribs pawn, was also having a great experience making various finishing blows and sneak attacks. Even Egg, who was playing the Oil Guy pawn, felt great because he had repaired a lot of equipment in succession. This put a lot of pressure on him, who had been opening two games at the same time and focusing his main energy on the bottom nest area. After all, Silence had 'asked' him several times if he wanted the Pork Ribs thing to help find something that was very good at hiding. "Are you sure it's blocked?" "You also thought it was blocked yesterday, but someone escaped through the poisonous river - you should have been on guard this time, right?" "Pay attention to efficiency, otherwise it would be stupid if the team had problems executing orders." "Don't worry, don't worry, there will definitely be no accident this time--" Having suffered several losses before, Liang Feifan, who had decided to let Black Bean Sprout give full play to his strengths this time, temporarily stopped monitoring the Grey Knight pieces that were continuously purifying the upper nest area. He stared intently at the small 3D icon of the Gene Thief Chief who was still moving frantically trying to escape from the encirclement. He rubbed his fingers gently, and clear and specific instructions came out of his mouth - although his Dark Eldar pieces did not execute all of his orders perfectly due to the loss of command efficiency, it was enough.
Finally....when the gene thief leader was forced into a deeper corner, Liang Feifan discovered that the encirclement outlined by his chess pieces had already taken shape. His chess pieces had surrounded the gene thief leader from top to bottom and left to right. "Mandela! Hold it back! All shooting units should focus their fire to clear the way! Then, the poisonous airships will rush in and remove the succubus! I want to see the Genestealer leader chopped into dozens of pieces!" 28. The End of the Battle With claws and teeth of nightmare proportions, the height of two Space Marines, and enough strength to snap an Ogryn in two. It has a spherical brain filled with cold psychic energy, and the halo reflected from its eyes seems to be able to make anyone who dares to look it in the face see the horror beyond the endless void. Using the shadow of his own psychic power, he can infect and dominate any mortal he touches. This is the leader of the Genestealers, the source of corruption in the lower hive of the world's No. 1 Hive. Such a powerful creature, if given enough time, can easily cause a world to fall. In fact, it almost caused the planet Jodis to fall - if you don't consider the son of a planetary governor who defected to Chaos, and the things that are now chasing it and are like a bunch of things in its telepathy that make it feel painful just by sensing it... "....!" After being forced into a dead end where he had to dig to get out, the leader of the Gene Thieves realized that the time had come for him to finally fight for his life. In the past period of time, he used his familiarity with the bottom nest area and any existence that he could control with his mind as bait to repeatedly avoid the pursuit of these hunters, and even successfully eliminated a small number of them. However, he never expected that these hunters would be so "persistent"! ! “Hiss—Gah—!” Sensing the abnormal psychic energy surging around him, the Genestealer leader knew that an attack was coming. He used his psychic energy to stir up a strange roar in the air that was enough to tear apart the hearts of ordinary people, while raising his claws, which were harder than diamonds, high up in a defensive posture. And the next second after he got ready, several shadows suddenly formed around him! “Quaa——!!” Under the control of his powerful brain, the chieftain easily caught the attack route of the first batch of mandrakes. He suddenly opened his claws and swung them downwards, firmly grasping a mandrake in his palm. With just a squeeze, the mandrake turned into a pile of black stuff, which slowly flowed down from the gaps between his fingers. However, this was only the beginning of the tribe leader's counterattack. Before the remains of the first Mandrake it defeated had completely fallen to the ground, the psychic energy that erupted in its mind easily bound the other two Mandrakes that appeared beside it - and its sights were already on the fourth and fifth Mandrakes... However, the patriarch’s struggle ended here. Along with the creaking sound of metal being twisted as it melted quickly or even vaporized, a fiery red "light source" suddenly appeared at the top of the lightless area, and it was still expanding, dripping high-temperature slag downwards. "Fresh" air poured down, and along with the air came deadly light spears and highly poisonous bullets. “Ah ...!!!” The Genestealer Chieftain, who had been thoroughly 'baptized' by these drizzling blows from above and whose body had become tattered in the blink of an eye, opened his mouth and let out a silent psychic scream - the last scream of his life - and was surrounded by succubi who had jumped from the poisonous airship and had been injected with combat stimulants and whose eyes flashed with bloodlust and torture. The weapons in their hands reflected the color of 'death' under the slowly extinguishing light of the dark red molten metal that had not yet lost its heat. —————————————————Front battlefield———————————————————————— "what!!!!!" "no no!!!" “No—we can’t—we…Ah!!” As the gene thief leader suffered a tragic end where he was successfully chopped into eighteen different positions by Liang Feifan's black bean sprouts and his remains were burned to only his skull, the gene thief cultists who were still resisting stubbornly felt a sudden fear they had never experienced before - they found that the feeling of 'love and affection' that had always lingered in the cult disappeared in an instant, and they couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of their sacrifice for the cult, they couldn't help but doubt whether the things beyond the stars were real or illusory - most importantly, they began to trip up the people around them in order to escape! "What's wrong with these guys?" Looking at the cultists who were in good order not long ago but now in chaos, Lieutenant Bollison couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and even slowed down his charge a little - as a veteran of the battlefield, he knew that there must be something unusual when things are abnormal. The illogical collapse of morale of the cultists who had maintained a strong and tenacious resistance was problematic no matter how you looked at it! "The latest communication from the Astartes Brothers: The source of the rebellion and corruption has been brought down. These abominations no longer have an organized system to fight against the Empire." Just when Lieutenant Borissen didn't know whether to order his men to suspend the attack or to seize this opportunity to charge more fiercely, from the communicator in his ear came the voice of Commissar Keggins who couldn't suppress his joy - and the next moment, the morale of the imperial soldiers who heard the news from Commissar Keggins was collectively boosted. "Charge! For the Empire!!!"
————————————The Emperor’s Villa—————————————————— “They did it….” Although it seems that he has not talked to the Hammers, in fact, the Emperor who has been sitting on a special chair connected to the door with several lines, bearing the coldest malice from the world where he was born, and providing power for the Hammers' pawns, saw the leader of the Genestealers surrender, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Before, no matter how the Emperor simulated, no matter how he peeked at the thread of fate, it was inevitable that the planet Jodis would be separated from the Empire. It would either be corrupted by Chaos, or controlled by the Genestealers and finally devoured by the Hive Fleet, or more directly, it would be ordered to be exterminated. No matter which outcome, the Empire would invest a lot of manpower and material resources on this planet. But now, the planet Jodis has been reborn, and some new Imperial mortal warriors who have never appeared in the "GW" setting have risen on this planet. "The first seed has fallen." 29. Rebirth of the Jodis World ——————————————Jodis Planet Hive No. 1, Lower Hive Area———————————————— "Hahaha----"