Warhammer: Decided to take the route of stars surrounding the warp

Sometimes, William would miss the days when Yifeng stood behind him, and then think about the strike cruiser he owed to the Canghen Bite Chapter, and a smile would appear on his face.

It's a pity that no one understands him. People around him always think that this big bully is thinking about mass murder and mass extermination, so they laugh happily.

Warships traveling in subspace were miserable. When the fleet arrived at its destination, it took longer than William expected, about half a Terran month.

The army spread out its formation and headed straight from Mandeville Point to the target world.

"Commander William, our fleet has the wrong number."

"Don't worry about how many are behind you. Your troops are very fast and attack with all your strength."

"No, Commander, the number of our ships has increased..."

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William meditated for a "moment", and his thoughts went back and forth thousands of times in the span of a few mortal breaths.

The army has already rushed out, its momentum is like a rainbow and cannot be broken. It must not be violated in front of the formation to rein in its horses and cut off its vitality.

"What are you afraid of? If we do statistics after the war, even if they are all enemies, what can they do to me?"

"Commander, if an enemy from the other planet sneaks into our fleet..."

"Back then, when I was fighting with Yifeng, the ten-man army looked down upon the Planet Governor's million-strong army as nothing more than nothing. Now I have tens of millions of soldiers, and the battleships cover the sky. What's there to be afraid of? The whole army listens to the order, raiding formation 004, impact! "

William shouted with astonishing momentum, his eyes fixed on the Bird Servant. During the change of formation, two battleships seemed rather abrupt.

"Ship No. 021, pay attention to the ship 12 degrees below the port side. No. 081, pay attention to the ship directly ahead."

The assault formation tore through the conventional warning curtain before the planet's defense was launched. This small world does not have large and expensive equipment like a planetary shield. It would be good to have a few ultra-dense city clusters.

The armed gunboats attacked first, clearing a clearing of flames on the ground. The huge crater could be used as a bunker in harsh conditions, and the airborne troops fell into the city in an orderly manner.

But the transport ship was a step slower.

William was very interested in the ships that suddenly joined the fleet and launched an attack without hesitation.

Do you know how long it takes to train a band of pirates into mercenaries? Do you know how long it takes to train mercenaries into an army? In the absence of biochemical surgical transformation, do you know how terrifying an army that relies solely on the quality of its soldiers is?

No, you don't know, you think it's just a bunch of ragtag pirates.

Flames burst out, and the light spears bombarded the strange small frigate. Under the surprise attack, the opponent's defense was surprisingly high.

"Ship No. 021 is asking for help. Unknown enemies have teleported to our battleship, asking for support! Please...hahaha~~"

The correspondent flew into the air strangely, waving his limbs around as if he could move freely, but his neck seemed to be tightly pinched by a pair of invisible hands and he could not make a sound.

The mortals around looked around vigilantly, but no enemy was found.

"Search formation!" The mortals maintained the search formation and mustered up the courage to explore quickly outside. The enemy might be further away.

The figure in the shadow felt frightened and immediately moved away from here as the light and shadow floated.

The footsteps continued lightly, and even the sound of wind caused by the friction between the robe and the air was suppressed by spiritual energy. The enemy came to a cabin with continuous bounces.

The ship shook violently, and the sound of mortals jumping to join the troops and leaving must have been to attack the hard ship.

The figure had just breathed a sigh of relief when a sudden creaking sound behind him made him feel chills, and his spiritual energy rushed back crazily.

William's movements were frozen in place, and the power sword he was swinging kept trembling in the air. The sword kept vibrating, but it was still unable to penetrate within three inches of the opponent.

Three explosive bombs struck from the side, but were also blocked by its psychic energy.

The Astartes who delivered the information to William held the bolt barrel with one hand and used it as a big hammer to hit the short figure.

"You underestimate us, Inquisitor."

A chain sword used by mortals struck from above, and the Inquisitor's deputy struck William straight in the face with a leaping slash from the sky.

"By the grace of the Emperor, that old contraption still works."

To everyone's surprise, two blades popped out of William's backpack and stabbed the mortal who jumped down from above.

The Inquisitor focused on another point, "How dare you say the Emperor's blessing, you traitor."

A heavy lasgun blast pierced the Inquisitor's shoulder, and the crew's reaction was as fast as the minions'.

"You are worse than the last one. At least he has judged that I am not a traitor."

William dealt with him mercilessly. The sacrifice of a loyal and powerful psychic was a regrettable thing, but William responded to the Inquisitors with the same logic.

It's a necessary evil, if you use your logic, Inquisition.

After taking care of the Inquisitor and the battleship disguised as a pirate ship, William concentrated on commanding the entire battle. The leading airborne force was mainly divided into two parts. The front part fell directly into the city group and started street fighting with the enemy. This was the most difficult force. The other part landed in the large crater bombarded by gunboats and frigates, clearing a clean place for the arrival of subsequent transport ships.

Teams fell one after another, pretending to be pirates, and headed towards the luxurious residential areas of the nobles.

The sharp screams and violent music exceeded the maximum frequency that the human body can bear. The eardrums of the charging warriors swelled and ruptured, and they fell to the ground in pain.

The "individual villa area" that was "desertedly populated" was now filled with... creations of flesh and blood. Countless monsters stitched together with flesh and blood made unpleasant roars and rushed towards the pirates.

Many pirates felt sick, these things should not exist in this world. Some strong pirates began to shoot continuously with big guns. The flash of fire made other pirates wake up. The flesh and blood creations fell one by one. They immediately realized that they were afraid of monsters and monsters because they lacked firepower.

The escaping pirates stopped and pretended to be looking for a bunker. They found a few symbolic rockeries or walls engraved with strange prophecies and fired with old rifles.

Very well, the strong warrior who had been at the rear of the team pulled out the power sword from his waist. He was a political commissar. He was satisfied that no one escaped, but he was not satisfied that there were still enemies standing.

"Attack, attack forward, and kill those who retreat."

The political commissar's steps were fast, and his feet were like a death line. Once the political commissar walked in front of the soldiers, the soldiers would most likely be crushed by the political commissar.

That's what you have to do to manage pirates.

"Boom~" The gunboat fired a supporting shell, blowing up several enemies.

The approach of the political commissar made a bearded pirate feel the crisis. He had to rush out of the bunker and launch an offensive towards the enemy in front of him.

After being hit by several laser bullets, the mass of flesh and blood was obviously slow. The old pirate drew his sword and aimed at the center of the enemy to chop.

"Whoosh" blood splashed.

The bearded pirate looked at his chest in disbelief. A thick bone pierced his body. His heart burst completely and the blood stopped flowing.

The mass of flesh and blood dragged the old pirate into its body in one fell swoop, with a pair of worn-out leather shoes dangling outside.

"For the Emperor, die~" The political commissar's power sword slashed unceremoniously into the flesh and blood creation, and it let out a high-pitched scream, as if it was very excited.

"Death, filthy creature."

The power sword went deeper and deeper into its body, and its screams became louder and louder, until it finally split completely in two.

The flesh and blood squirmed. On the fracture surface, countless mysterious liquids seeped out from the gaps in the muscle fibers and smeared on the two masses of flesh and blood. After a few squirms, the prototype of limbs grew out of the wound.

The precious flamethrower dealt with two new enemies that were not fully developed yet, "'Save it! Promethium is very expensive!'"

The soldier feels aggrieved. Didn't you shout that the heretics should be burned to death?

All the mortal warriors suddenly fell to the ground at the same time, and their heads hit the trembling earth heavily. An unprecedented earthquake began. The entire villa area began to collapse downwards, and the house in the middle suddenly rose. William Immediately I saw the monster emerging from the ground.

"This is good-looking, this is good-looking, the perfect body, I want it, I want it, blend it all into one with me!" The arrogant voice echoed in the air with the lady's delicate breathing.

It could barely be seen that on a pillar of flesh and blood, there was a big face made of countless twisted faces, and a fat face at the tip of the nose was yelling and looking at him constantly. The side face is drooling.

The strong muscle lines are mixed in the weird creation, and the equipment hanging from the skeleton can be guessed to be the top guard on this planet.

William didn't want to take action. This kind of enemy seemed huge and dangerous, but in fact it was best to deal with it. Just let the gunboats do a few more rounds of bombardment.

"Commander, we don't have much ammunition."

"Didn't you go to the enemy's warehouse? Can't you find something useful?"

"The ammunition calibers do not match, their ammunition cannot fit into our gun bores..."

William jumped off the gunboat, moved skillfully, and landed steadily in the middle of the battlefield.

"Okay, how should I take care of you?"

The enemy also discovered William. Dozens of muscle whips were scattered from the pillars of flesh and blood. What was particularly disgusting was that the tip of the whip was made of human tongues.

William allowed the enemy to catch him, pulled hard, and flew quickly into the enemy's "bloody maw".

"Come and join us." Several phrases were changed in several languages ​​and tones in succession, as if it were some kind of ritual.

William's power sword moved, and the flesh and blood creation was completely unable to block his movements. The heavy body of the power armor spun in the air, and the blade flew, cutting open the flesh and blood simply and roughly.

The knife passed through the layers of bones and inserted into the fat round face. Six layers of skeletons emerged from the side, which failed to block William who was flying like a human-shaped cannonball.

The metal armor directly smashed into the bones and passed through the pillar of flesh and blood.

There was a piece of blood-red grass under his feet, with a blasphemous formation of human viscera arranged on it, but William rolled and smashed into the "altar", destroying all the lines of flesh and blood.

"Hmph, make me dirty."

"Commander!" The black shield warrior loyally split open a bunch of squirming enemies and ran towards William.

"That's it? Tell Lao Hai, I will kill enemies of this level with all my strength."

The battle is too boring. The intervention of the Astartes will crush you. Even if there are only a few Black Shield warriors, most of the problems will be settled.

There is nothing special about this world. Except for the corruption of Slaanesh in the high-ranking and aristocratic areas, everything else is fine. It is still a poor world where gangs are rampant and homeless people are everywhere.

William returned to the battleship, thinking about what else to order from the young admiral.

"Commander, the psychic reported that a mysterious psychic signal was received."

"Okay, put it here."

There was a lot of this information piled on William's small table, basically all of them were scattered requests for help and the like.

The pirate who came to report did not leave, "Well, do you have anything else to do?"

"Commander, the Astropath would like to remind you that this is very similar to the frequency you mentioned."

William looked up suddenly, "What did you say!?"

He took a cursory glance at the report and immediately ran towards the Astrology Room with all his strength.

The astropath's psychic vision suddenly saw William, and in a heartbeat, Commander William, who was exerting all his strength, was pressed against her body.

The huge Astartes body suddenly fell on the Astropath's face. The Astropath who had just spoken could feel William's rapid breathing brushing his face. The heat radiating from the skin when the Astartes gave up self-restraint made her feel uncomfortable. .

"That signal, what exactly happened, I want you to retell it completely, without missing a beat." William almost shoved the report into the Astropath's face.

"This signal uses a %*%*%* level code and is a subspace coordinate." The astropath wanted to complain, but William had disappeared in a flash, leaving only his loud voice echoing in the cabin.

"Gather all the troops, hurry, abandon all baggage, get on the ship as quickly as possible, hurry, no matter the cost."

William ran wildly in the corridor, shouting over and over again.

The pirates had never seen a commander behave like this before, and no one dared to mess around. The communication room immediately became a mess.

The originally collapsed planetary defense force suddenly discovered that the opponent had retreated, and they moved a bunch of things and plundered many people.

However, after the transport ship could no longer be loaded, the gold statues and large gems regarded as treasures were pushed directly out of the cabin, and large boxes of gold coins were scattered on the ground.

"Quick, whoever grabs it belongs to him!"

Slaanesh's desire for wealth began to corrupt the guards here, and they used chaos to transform into "evil pirates" and plunder everywhere, even though the real Deathbringers had all retreated.

"Commander, where are we going?"

William was restless and circled the bridge at super fast speeds, leaving the other captains at a loss.

"Rendezvous, we have to rendezvous with the parent group, no, there is going to be a war, we have to go back with all our strength, what is going on, Astropath, is there really nothing major happening in the subspace?"

Then why on earth would someone beat the psychic drum? ! !