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

Sisyphus wasn't following the Terminator army, he was on a little train.

Not only did he keep the communication open, allowing the Flying Little Train to quickly provide support to every place where it was needed, he could also rely on his own prophecy ability to set off in advance and move towards the general area that needed support.

Now, the little accident made him a little angry. In the Webway, the attack range of the Pumpkin Hammer was greatly reduced. If the enemy entered the range where it could be sniped, it would be better to just swing the hammer.

He was in the area targeted by Tantalus' super-heavy "Flying Tank."

The driver received the order from the think tank, and the little train turned around and let the opponent contact us in a cutting posture, making the Dark Eldar feel that they could cut the little train in half.

Seeing two sharp blades flying towards Sisyphus' carriage, most of the fire network at the "Dragon's Spine" was destroyed by a strange laser sweep, and most of its counterattack capabilities were lost. Sisyphus remained calm in the face of danger and opened another one. Sisyphus stood in the carriage on the side and took a deep breath. The hot gas filled with poisonous smoke and gunpowder was squeezed out of the last oxygen by his third lung. Sisyphus jumped suddenly, turned over and jumped onto the broken "dragon spine".

Tantalus's huge gravity blade inserted into the carriage like cutting tofu. He raised the front of the car and tried to pass over the small train. He saw a think tank wearing heavy armor leaping high and jumping into Tantalus from the bow of the ship. superior.

Because the two sides were flying too fast, the Dark Eldar manning the fort on the flanks almost fell out of position, but the pilot controlling the vehicle was unable to leave and was kicked to the core by a flying kick.

Tantalus swayed left and right in the air, lost control, and was about to hit the wall of the arena.

An enemy hurriedly took over the driver's position, and the other two pulled out their war blades. The shining blades faced the golden melon hammer with radiant spiritual energy. Both sides moved very fast.

Sisyphus is firmly attached to Tantalus, and the Dark Eldar jump and twist on the bumpy vehicle, like dancing elves.

Dead elves are good elves.

The dancing spear of the Impaler collided with the pumpkin hammer, and the sledgehammer full of psychic power smashed the spear to pieces. Another Dark Eldar cooperated with his comrades to attack, and the Hecate Blade in his hand was like a disk. The little pet sitting on his palm spun and flew towards the think tank's head without a helmet.

Psychic lightning instantly spread around the think tank, and Sisyphus' roar jumped out of the blue-white lightning, "Those who are our enemies will end up in dust and never return."

The surging spiritual energy knocked away the enemy's war blade, and the pumpkin hammer bombarded the opponent's thin breastplate. A huge dent appeared in an instant. The entire Dark Eldar race was wiped out, and their souls were completely swallowed by the vortex of desire.

The pilot next to him could even faintly feel the powerful attraction of the Lord of Desire. He was so frightened that he thought about retreating.

The only remaining free agent dropped the broken spear, took out the small pistol from his waist, and aimed at the head of the think tank without a helmet while shaking violently, with a smile on his lips.

"Bang~"

underestimate me?

The heir of the Iron Hand drove the broken train, looked back at the moon, activated the heavy laser array at the dragon's eye, and instantly blasted the enemy into ashes.

"I'm sorry, Think Tank, this battle merit must be attributed to me."

Sisyphus smiled slightly, said nothing, turned around, jumped off the unmanned Tantalus, and landed steadily on the small train.

Tantalus hit the arena wall with his head. There was no fire or explosion, but fragments flew everywhere.

Two carriages of the flying train fell to the ground and were beaten to pieces by the opponent, but the other carriages slowly flew up and reassembled, regaining their combat effectiveness.

The soldiers of the fire brigade used the scrapped carriages as bunkers and launched cross-fire bombardments to block the enemy's approach.

......

Since the battle, countless Dark Eldar have disappeared, and more and more souls are coming to Slaanesh's mouth, attracting His attention.

Originally, all of His attention was on Nurgle. The plague invasion launched in 42K777 effectively killed many Ark Eldar worlds. The demons of Slaanesh fought against the plague army everywhere, and the Astartes descended from the sky to cause trouble. The shit stick is being beaten like crazy.

Suddenly, Slaanesh's power surged, allowing the Apostle of Desire to suppress the Great Unclean One for a time. The Nurgle creature whose body was full of disease and herpes actually began to carve its own rotten body under the light of Slaanesh, killing other creations to fill its own body. flesh......

In a short period of time, the allied forces of Nurgle, Slaanesh, and human spirits formed a tripartite force.

The increase in Slaanesh's power caused him to set his sights on Commorragh. Although he could not directly penetrate the webway, he had a general idea of ​​what was happening.

Well, you, the human empire, seem to be on three sides with me, but you actually sneak up on me.

Slaanesh understood that he needed to repel the plague army immediately, then return to support Commorragh and fight through the breach where the Imperial army entered the Webway.

There is no way, the Eldar and the Dark Eldar are both forbidden by Slaanesh, and he doesn't want to give up on any of them. The greed of the Lord of Desire is endless.

......

The battle at the bottom of the Commorragh Tower was so fierce that the Dark Eldar once put all their efforts into it, especially outside the Clive Passage. The Astartes finally arrived at an important place in the Viktor scam, allowing the night The incoming cabal confirmed that "the enemy had closed the gate to the Webway" and launched a frantic counterattack.

All the big guys who knew the inside were silent. They needed cannon fodder and enough military power to delay the human attacking army.

It will be vigorous once, then it will decline, and three times it will be exhausted. As long as it is delayed, the problem will definitely not be big.

The members of the Black Heart Cabal took advantage of the People's Light's entry, abandoned their position at the subspace gap, and immediately organized forces to seal the breach.

Victor understood that it was now impossible for the human army to withdraw on its own. From the moment the Tantric warship appeared, the weapon deterrence deployed by the Dark Eldar had dropped by more than half.

They blocked them all, forcing the cannon fodder left behind to fight to the end.

On the other side, the attacking troops at the bottom encountered unimaginable enemies, greenskins, a large number of greenskins.

The slave area at the bottom of Comoros was almost occupied by greenskins. After the bloody slave owners ran away, greenskins of all sizes rushed out of their cages, picked up the weapons that had brought them countless pain, and made a big move. Waaaagh”

In the sea of ​​mortals, the greenskins fulfilled their ultimate dream in life and joined a grand Waaaagh.

As more and more casualties appeared, the greenskins picked up the broken Dark Eldar weapons, modified them casually, and became more powerful under the magic modifications of the Technomasters.

The only good thing is that it is difficult for greenskins to breed in Comoros.

Commorragh is not a planet, it is a dimensional labyrinth in the webway. It is a dark city, composed of a large number of straight trunks, corridors, rooms and filth. It is like lying between reality and subspace. of intricate webs of vines,

It has no soil, and there is no way for them to reproduce within the walls made by the Dark Eldar.

The enemy thought of a more bloody, cruel, and Comoran approach.

They use flesh and blood as a culture medium to breed more and more violent orcs.

Fortunately, we have conquered the Caydes River, otherwise this Comorian "sewage pipeline" would also become an important area for greenskin reproduction.

The Land of Bones has become the base camp of mankind, and it is also the place that cannot be lost. The bones can be used as food by the green skins. They are so suitable that the entire battlefield has become a competition between the four forces.

The humans occupying the periphery of Commorragh are attacking with all their strength. The conspiracy groups and fighting cults at the top of the tower are struggling to resist. The underground slave area is a chaotic greenskin battle. The most painful Haemonculi experimental area is in the deepest place, unable to survive. Instead of fighting humans, he fought with greenskins and escaped slaves.

The Haemonculus felt a little troubled, but he was not in a hurry. The wreckage (the Abuser, a product of the Haemonculus transformation) was killing people in the complicated passages under the hidden city, and each attack could annihilate an entire passage of enemies.

The Twisted Abomination appears to be more violent. It is bigger and stronger than the green bosses who are loudly wailing Waaaagh in the battle at this time. The Haemonculi spent a lot of time multiplying its flesh and blood into terrifying muscles, countless stimulants and brain lobes. The removal turned it into a war machine that obeyed orders absolutely.

It ran rampant in the chaotic battlefield, its thick flesh and blood ignored the magical green-skin laser, and the death blaster and powerful cannon blasted holes in its body. However, it ignored it and engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the green-skin to become even more brutal. The Orcs were torn apart one by one.

Kronos's parasitic engine floated slowly among the orcs. The soul probe pierced the strong orc's body. All the life force and soul were absorbed by it. The shriveled orc corpse fell to the ground and fell into pieces. . The soul vortex storage device absorbed full energy and threw it directly onto the Dark Eldar army on the tower of Commorragh through the resonance signal.

Its abundant power even allowed the injured warriors of the conspiracy to recover from their injuries at an extremely fast speed. The cowards who had no courage to fight also received soul nourishment, and their bodies became young, plump and full of strength.

The green-skinned army's blocking of the road made the elite forces of the red torrent angry, especially Li Anjun's first company and chapter champion Kazanev, the terminators of the two large companies, what kind of aliens do you care about?

Isn't it enough? Open the door and enlarge the think tank.

To be honest, this is the first time a big think tank has woken up and opened the door in confusion.

Even if he attacked the Ark Eldar before, it was in the real world. It was the first time that the Great Thinker fought in the Webway. The teleportation power was greatly suppressed, so that he did not know how to teleport into the field.

"Bang~da, huh huh huh, Duang~"

Enke rolled 720 degrees at the most bizarre angle and hung on the chandelier on the ceiling.

"Where's the transport ship? Send me down."

Enke landed gracefully, and the mechanical wrench hung firmly on the bulge in the wall, stabilizing his body.

"Already called...well, there is a Imperial Guard on our ship, please pay attention."

"Forbidden Army? Forbidden Army is good. Let him come over and I will teleport him to the battlefield." The big think tank himself is not sure about teleporting to a complex battlefield. There is no problem in sending a Forbidden Army there. At most, it will be dozens of meters higher than the expected position. He's a bastard.

"Well, I don't know where he is, there's fighting everywhere."

"Then what did you tell me?" Enke flew away from the big think tank's chains, "This is not to tell you when you see someone beating Yifeng, so as not to accidentally hurt one of your own... Hey, don't think big, big think tank Hit!"

The Great Thinker is quite angry. You have taken over the position of technical sergeant leader of this chapter. You can be regarded as the Father of Forging in the Iron Hands. What are you still doing here?

Enke was confused. I was a blacksmith, so I woke up and repaired the Terminator for my brothers. It was not a matter of life and death.

It can even be said that in the current battle situation, Red Torrent is able to handle it with ease.

The Great Thinker fired another ion killer, melting the mechanical pillar above Enke and almost killing him.

The big think tank directly used the think tank's ability to stabilize communications and called all the technical sergeants on the People's Light to assemble.

After thinking about it, he called Situ Val and most of the other pharmacists.

"You are really stupider than Yifeng. Did you learn to be stupid in the forging world? You are an Astartes first! Astartes!!!"

What is the difference between the Astartes and the Adeptus Mechanicus?

The Adeptus Mechanicus can only slowly study the captured technological artifacts. Astartes can eat them, so go down and bite the Haemonculus! Bite them to death and take away their creations and memories.

Even if the memory is incomplete and the products cannot be completely manufactured, it is good that you know how to maintain and use those things.

Grab technology, grab it hard!

After the great think tank gave an order, almost all the technical sergeants rushed over. Although Mororis was a think tank, he had an irreplaceable position in the hearts of all technical sergeants.

"Are you all ready?" The big think tank looked at the rows of chaotically modified Primaris warriors in front of him, and waved his big hand, "I will tell you three points: rob them all, kill them all, eat them all, and set off. !”

Under the cover of the Silent Fire, the transport ship loaded with the entire regiment's technological power drew a gorgeous arc in the air. The dark matter beam bombardment was sent away by the opened subspace rifts. The artificial void shield of the big think tank protected the elite veterans. Fall to the earth.

"It's not bad. You're not the pedantic idiots you were after going to Mars."

(Real technical sergeants should go to Mars for further training)

The Great Thinker jumped off the transport ship, and his huge body was even hit by scattered laser gun fire. The mortal army massacred by countless terrifying technologies of the Dark Eldar were like frightened birds. When they saw something unusual, they immediately said Suppressive fire.

"Stop for me. For the sake of the Omnissiah...the Emperor, please stop the fire."

After the big think tank shouted, the laser gun rain became more intense, and there were even warriors rushing out with melt bombs.

The arrival of Enke finally stopped them. The mortals put away their guns numbly. The political commissar was "pretending" to beat the angry and scolding reckless soldiers. He was reluctant to kill even one wrongdoer.

They were so desperate that a regiment of troops could be commended for killing two enemies on a Reaper motorcycle.

The war is hopeless for them, but in the view of the senior command, if a thousand people are exchanged for two enemies, and maintaining this casualty ratio, Comoros will be completely destroyed.

The technical sergeants walked further and further away, and the political commissar gradually stopped moving and stood blankly.

"Check weapons, we need to cover them."

"Commissar, we don't have many troops left."

"Do you know what it means to see them?" The political commissar looked at the technical sergeants and pharmacists walking under the giant war beast in front, and kept twitching the corners of his mouth.

"Their appearance means that we have truly reached a critical moment of life and death. We have mobilized all our strength. This is a decisive battle. Our lives are worth it as long as we can help them advance one meter."

After a brief silence, the political commissar thought about his words, and finally burst out from the corner of his mouth, "For the Emperor and humanity."

He was a little confused and did not respond. He turned around and saw that the mortals who were the police and militiamen on the planet a few months ago had already packed up their weapons and ammunition. They dropped their belongings one by one, including gold necklaces and amulets. , the photo hidden in the hat...

"The third battalion of the 299st Regiment of the Hazlock Marine Division , all combatants have been assembled. Please give instructions."

The political commissar looked at them, and the suppressed emotions in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

He took out a pocket watch from his arms and threw it on the ground.

"Set off."

No one responded. As the team marched in silence, some people kept falling behind. Everyone made a tacit understanding not to look back at their injured comrades, and tried their best to follow the steel beast that was becoming increasingly unclear.

The firepower unleashed by Techmarines far exceeds that of city-breaking armor, and you never know where on their body they have hidden weapons.

The suspended body of the Great Think Tank floated at the front, and the adamantine chains flying at high speed beneath him casually shattered the rushing greenskins. After a moment of hesitation, the greenskin clans in groups stopped their attack. The greenskin boss Their cunning began to gain the upper hand, and they tried to destroy the ruthlessly advancing steel army through various tactics such as attacks in the east and west, attacks from both sides, and covert attacks. However, they all turned into fireworks in the experience of the great think tanks.

"WAAAAAGH!!!"

Enke: It's so annoying, I hate playing greenskins, there are a lot of waaagh sounds, the key is that most of them are not made by Orks.

The tactical helmet and Lyman's ear surgery can allow the Astartes to filter out unnecessary noise, but... we have to listen to what the big think tanks say.

The giant adamantine claw tore open the small passage in one fell swoop. This passage was very "narrow". In short, the big think tank couldn't get in. It was surrounded by a strange dimensional space, and the gravity lock took effect directly on the inside of the passage.

Under the gaze of all the technical sergeants, the Great Think Tank's huge body jumped up, tore open the ceiling, and landed outside the passage. The thin passage was matched with the size of the Mororis Knight-level, as if he had sat down on it. On the horizontal bar.

The straight passage leads directly to the bottom, with occasional small protrusions and rooms. The big think tank doesn't care about this. It slides away at an outrageous speed like a slide and disappears.

The technical sergeants looked at each other and looked at Enke with sympathy.

Thank you so much for taking care of such a fearless person.

All the technical sergeants are determined to protect Enke to the death. If Enke is sacrificed, even if they have a one-in-10,000 chance of being selected as "Mororis's nanny", they cannot gamble.

While the technical sergeants were stunned, the apothecaries took out their war blades and rushed in. This chapter has living fossils, so what are you doing standing there in a daze?

After a few minutes of rapid progress, all kinds of strange slaves no longer appeared. A Haemonculus set off and blocked the gate with the Talos Pain Engine.

A Ulric slave was crying out in pain. Even if they couldn't understand its language, everyone present could feel the pain that penetrated his bones.

The Talos Pain Engine is one of the Haemonculi's favorite creations. It can be called a mobile operating table, with countless blades and catches hanging on its terrifying scorpion-like steel flesh. It will easily capture the prey around it, and dissect the prey on the spot with Ling Chi and countless injections of medicine.

The organs of prey are important raw materials for the Haemonculus to make potions. The Haemonculus above is carrying three round "oxygen tubes" and directly starts brewing combat potions.

The power source of this vehicle is the painful death of its prey, which makes people wonder whether the Haemonculi stuffed a Dark Eldar into the pain engine and used it as a "machine soul".

The Talos Pain Engine noticed the incoming Astartes, and the poisonous needle launcher on the "Scorpion Tail" instantly sprayed around, inserting into the adamantine armor with a clanking sound, and the poisonous needle even penetrated into the outer armor. The Tau clan Meningeal fluid flows out.

"Unite and liberate all mankind!"

This was not shouted by the Primaris warriors, but by the mortal political commissars following them. Countless mortals charged forward at the risk of being punctured, passing over the warriors wearing heavy adamantine armor, and the poisonous sting penetrated their Chest, on the way to charge, mortals fell down one by one, no one retreated, no one even showed a look of fear.

"for......"

The political commissar received a needle in his shoulder. Halfway through his words, the blood rushing from his body blocked his throat, and his subsequent words turned into the sound of pus bubbling.

The pharmacists were angry, "First of all, I am an Astartes." Situ Val murmured to himself, but the blade in his hand did not stop. The precise flying knife threatened the Haemonculi several times in one second. Recently, A handful of it pierced the biochemically modified spine.

The paralysis potion bought from the parent group had no effect, and the opponent was still alive and kicking.

"Whoosh~"

A missile flew over the heads of the pharmacists and then deployed instantly.

Cluster bomb, a huge missile carrying hundreds of small missiles.

The intensive offensive instantly formed an unavoidable barrage and rushed towards the Talos Pain Engine.

The Haevilion turned over and hid behind the "Scorpion Tail". With the earth-shattering explosion, the flames obscured the Astartes' vision.

........

The last batch of support from the Red Torrent arrived. It passed through the chaotic subspace turbulence, bypassed the huge vortex, and flowed through the dangerous undercurrent. After a long journey, the pirate army led by William arrived at the cost of reducing its strength by one-fifth. This chaotic subspace area.

"There is an unknown subspace gap ahead, Commander, what should we do?"

"What should I do? Before I give the next order, then obey the previous order and move forward at full speed to the target point."

Thousands of small spacecraft rushed out of the breach.