Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

The other greenskin bosses waited until the largest greenskin leader stopped paying attention to the fart spirit on his shoulder before continuing to ask:

"Boss, we still want to continue fighting those bugs. Where are the bugs?"

"Boss, there should still be bugs at the boss's boss's place! Why don't we go to the boss's boss's place and continue killing bugs?"

The boss of the boss that the other greenskins mentioned was naturally the boss of the largest greenskin leader, the greenskin boss who led them into the Milzhi galaxy, a powerful greenskin orc who was four and a half meters tall.

"The boss told us to contact him after we've taken down this bug's position. Now that we've taken down this bug's position, we should be able to contact the boss now!"

The green-skinned leader touched his bald chin and muttered to himself.

At this moment, a melodious music sounded from the communicator on the greenskin leader's waist. The greenskin leader's eyes lit up, and he quickly took out the communicator and pressed the answer button.

This green communicator is very similar to the brick communicator of Ancient Terra, but the signal is better than the brick communicator, and direct communication is possible as long as the planet is the same.

"Is that you, boss? We have already taken down the Zerg's position. What should we do next?" the greenskin leader asked excitedly.

"Well done, boys! I'm very satisfied with your performance. Since you have completed the tasks I gave you, I will give you new tasks. Get ready for more Waaaaaagh battles!"

The rough and heroic voice of the green-skinned boss came from the communicator.

Hearing the boss's words, the greenskin leader's eyes flashed with excitement, and he responded loudly: "No problem, boss! We are ready at any time. As long as there is enough Waaaaaagh to fight, we will not back down!"

After hanging up the communicator, the greenskin leader turned to the other greenskins and said, "Boys, the boss has given us a new mission. This time the goal is bigger and more Waaaaaagh."

"Waaaaaagh" the other greenskins cheered, their morale was aroused again.

The greenskin leader immediately led the greenskin orcs away from the gene stealer position that had been completely destroyed by them and headed towards the place the greenskin boss had ordered.

Just as all the greenskins on the planet Milchi continued to move deeper into the Genestealer camp.

In the void thousands of kilometers outside the orbit of the planet Milzhi, dozens of huge space battleships are quietly anchored, emitting a powerful aura like steel behemoths.

Fighter planes over a hundred meters long continuously flew out from these space battleships, rapidly gathering like a swarm of bees. And in the void outside the Navy's Fourth Fleet, a hundred aerospace fighters and a thousand intelligent wingman aircraft had already gathered.

They were neatly arranged together, like a dark cloud, quietly suspended in the void, awaiting the order to attack from Savior. Each fighter plane was full of power, and the pilots were focused, ready to engage in battle at any time.

From the battleship's bridge, Seville gazed at the assembled fighter formations, a slight smile rising from his lips. He turned to look at Dorak and York beside him and asked softly, "Anything else you would like to say?"

Dorak shook his head and replied calmly, "No."

However, York fell into deep thought. After a moment, he slowly said, "Just bomb the places where there are no humans."

There are only a few humans left on this planet. If we include them in the bombing, all we will end up with is a desolate galaxy, worthless. Therefore, we must ensure that the targets of the bombing are those uninhabited areas to protect the remaining human life on this planet.

After saying that, York looked at Sevier deeply, his eyes revealing firm determination.

Savior smiled and said, "Don't worry about that. These soldiers will not bomb places where humans exist. They will only bomb places where green orcs and gene stealers are.

The surviving green-skinned orcs and genestealers will then be dealt with by you, the Space Marines and the Guards."

"This is our responsibility." York nodded, very satisfied with Xavier's answer.

Dorak and York had no objection to the Space Marines and Defense Forces soldiers being required to clean up the green-skinned orcs and genestealers that survived the bombing by the fighter formations. This was their duty.

Seeing that neither of them had any objections, Seville felt relieved. He then shouted an order to the fighter formation on the communication channel:

"Attack and destroy those damned alien creatures. The Milzhi Galaxy is where humans live. We will never allow these alien creatures to run rampant."

"Yes."

"Eradication of aliens is everyone's responsibility."

"For the great Lord of the Stars, attack!"

The pilots in the fighter jets roared in the communication channel. They drove their aerospace fighters towards the planet Milzhi at the fastest speed.

Fighter planes, one after another, like a flock of ferocious falcons, quickly flew into the atmosphere from outside the orbit of the planet Milzhi. As they flew through the atmosphere, they emitted a deafening roar, as if announcing their determination and courage to the entire universe.

"Boom boom boom"

The aerospace fighter formations quickly dispersed, each flying towards its own target. They left beautiful arcs in the sky, like a gorgeous aerial dance. And this dance had only one purpose: to destroy those hateful alien creatures.

"Approaching the first target, open fire."

In the cockpit of an aerospace fighter, the pilot held the aerospace fighter's joystick tightly with both hands and loudly reminded the pilot in charge of controlling the torpedo.

"receive."

The operator of the fire control system responded in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the holographic projection in front of him. When the first target camp was locked onto by the fire control system, he immediately pressed the fire button excitedly.

"Swish, swish, swish" several torpedoes flew out from under the wings in an instant, with a whistling sound of detonation, and flew quickly towards the greenskin camp.

The skilled boy who was constantly making various weapons in the camp realized that something was wrong when he heard the deafening roar coming from the far horizon.

He immediately rushed out of the weapons workshop, staring at the direction where the sound came from with his goggles on. From a distance, he saw a huge plane in the sky rushing towards the camp rapidly with circles of sonic booms.

"Enemy attack!" The skilled boy shouted loudly, trying to remind the green-skinned guys who were still fighting each other.

But the Jiba boy's reminder was too late. Jiba boy saw several large bombs flying towards the camp and hitting the center of the camp accurately.

"Boom!" The violent explosion, accompanied by raging flames, completely submerged the entire camp.