Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

When all the mecha troops rushed out of the transmission channel, the last thing to rush out of the transmission channel was a thousand-man battalion of Space Marines.

When Necz saw the Space Marines leading the team to support him, he quickly jumped off the Apocalypse Tank and ran to the other party and saluted respectfully:

"Captain Gray, I didn't expect you to lead the team to support us. Is the war over there?"

Necz did not expect that it was Gray who led the team to support this time. He thought that the one who came to support would be Kanas. After all, many galaxies under the command of the Lord of Stars were invaded by the lackeys of the false emperor.

Gray casually returned a military salute: "We will come to support you after we finish the war with the false emperor's lackeys."

After hearing Gray's words, Necz said with a slightly flattering tone:

"It seems that Captain Gray, your fleet is the most powerful, having ended the war with the false emperor's lackeys so quickly.

We haven't ended the war in the galaxy yet, and we need you to lead a team to support us."

Gray slapped Necz's shoulder hard and scolded him with a smile:

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Your fleet has been attacked by the main fleet of the pseudo-emperor's lackeys, and there have been so many accidents. How can you still maintain the status quo and still be dissatisfied?"

"Haha!" Nekts laughed awkwardly.

Gray cast his gaze towards the battle between the mecha and the green-skinned orcs, then turned to look at Tiberus behind him and asked with a smile:

"Have you ever seen so many mechas? Are you shocked?"

Tiberius was wearing a helmet, so Gray couldn't see Tiberius's expression. He could only hear Tiberius's dull words:

"I've fought in the galaxy for hundreds of years, and it's rare for me to see such a shocking scene."

Tiberus' words revealed a deep envy. The Lord of Stars could dispatch more than a thousand powerful war machines from his army at will to join the war, which was something that the empire could hardly do.

Gray heard Tiberus's envious words and said to comfort him, "You'll be able to see him more often in the future."

Tiberus did not respond to Gray again, and continued to maintain his previous personality as solid as a glacier.

Gray saw that Tiberus fell silent, and he drew the Flame Sword from his waist. The Flame Sword burst out with a scorching flame that could burn everything in Gray's hand.

Gray turned to Necz and shouted an order:

"All troops attack, completely wipe out these damn green-skinned orcs!"

Gray's deafening roar exploded in the ears of all the soldiers in the human camp.

Gray's words seemed to carry a mysterious and powerful magic. Every word and every sentence was deeply imprinted in everyone's heart like a spell.

That voice, full of confidence and strength, made everyone present believe what he said without a doubt. They firmly believed that as long as they followed Gray's pace, they would be able to wipe out those brutal and violent green-skinned orcs in one fell swoop, leaving no room for them.

All I heard was a roar: "Kill!"

This shout was like a thunder that split the sky, instantly igniting the fighting spirit of everyone on the battlefield.

I saw huge tanks rushing forward, their tracks raising dust all over the sky, like a group of ferocious steel beasts.

The tank drivers' faces were filled with excitement. They gripped the joysticks tightly with both hands, skillfully controlling these war machines and following closely behind the mecha troops in front.

At the same time, the tall mechas marched with firm and powerful steps, their metal shells flashing with a cold light. Armed with various advanced weapons, they bravely rushed forward towards the green-skinned orc camp.

The tank behind it is responsible for protecting the lower body of the mecha to prevent those cunning green orcs from taking the opportunity to approach and launch a sneak attack.

There are also countless battle robots and Astra Militarum soldiers, closely surrounding the Apocalypse Tank, forming an impenetrable line of defense. They remain vigilant at all times, providing all-round protection for the Apocalypse Tank.

Faced with the human army's proactive attack, the green-skinned orcs not only did not show any fear or retreat, but were instead aroused to fight even stronger.

When they saw the enemy rushing towards them, their eyes turned red with excitement and they let out a deafening roar: "Waaaaaagh!"

They frantically waved all kinds of simple but deadly weapons in their hands and rushed towards the human army at lightning speed.

They didn't care at all about the suicide hounds that had already rushed into the group of green orcs. Instead, the suicide hounds' self-destruction made the green orcs even more fanatical about the war.

For a moment, the entire battlefield fell into chaos.

"Boom!" Violent explosions sounded one after another, setting the rhythm of death for this huge war.

On one side was a mighty torrent of steel, on the other a vast wave of green orcs. Both sides, determined to die, charged towards each other, determined to crush and annihilate the other.

Although the Astra Space Marines and Astartes Space Marines were the last to launch the charge, due to their superhuman agility and speed, they were the first to rush into the group of green orcs.

"Wow" the flaming sword in Gray's hand ignited with a blazing flame. As Gray swung it, it brought up terrifying flames, burning the green-skinned orcs who rushed over into ashes.

Gray led the regiment's guards and Tiberus to quickly attack the location of the greenskin boss One-Eye. As long as they could quickly kill One-Eye in close combat, this group of greenskin orcs would fall into complete chaos, making it easy for the human camp to win the war.

“Waaaaaagh!”

Accompanied by a deafening roar, a huge and ferocious green-skinned orc boss stared fiercely at Gray who was killing everyone in the green-skinned orc crowd.

Its eyes, as big as copper bells, flashed with excitement and greed, as if it had already seen itself chopping the enemy with an axe.

The green-skinned orc boss was holding a giant, gleaming battle axe in both hands. Like a mad beast, he stretched out his strong and powerful legs and rushed towards Gray at an astonishing speed.

Behind it, there were thousands of equally excited green-skinned orcs, rushing towards Gray and his companions like a tide.

Just as the green-skinned boss was about to approach Gray, Tiberus, who had been following Gray silently, suddenly moved.

Like a flash of lightning piercing the night sky, Tiberus instantly burst out from the ranks. His figure was as fast as the wind, making it almost impossible to catch his movements.

Tiberus was seen wearing an extremely sharp power claw on his left arm, and holding a power sword flashing with blue electric light in his right hand.