Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

The two sides looked at each other silently for a long time, but Weiluo couldn't stand the silence anymore, so he looked up at Gray and asked:

"Heretic, are you here to show off your strength?"

Gray looked down at Verov and responded calmly:

"I came here to persuade you to surrender. As long as you are willing to surrender and be loyal to the great Star Lord and continue to fight for humanity, then we won't have to continue fighting each other."

"Surrender?" Vilov scoffed. "Just relying on those tanks and Titans behind you? They're incredibly powerful, but it'll take at least a Terra Hour to kill us all.

This time is enough for our invincible fleet to send out hundreds of warships to carry out a death bombing on this planet, and then you will die with us.

To die for the great God-Emperor is an incomparable honor."

Gray looked at Vilov, not knowing whether he was a simple believer in the Emperor or just a gambler who was unwilling to admit defeat and was simply being stubborn.

After all, the other party does not look like a simple fanatic. If he is really a simple fanatic, he would not choose to talk to him. He would have directly ordered the army to attack him.

Gray sneered disdainfully: "The Imperial Navy, on which you placed high hopes, has no chance of coming to support you."

Gray waved his arm towards the crowd, and a dazzling holographic projection suddenly appeared in front of Argento, Vilov and the others.

The scene presented in the holographic projection is jaw-dropping. The huge Imperial Combined Fleet is caught in a thrilling hunt!

It can be clearly seen that more than one hundred Star Navy warships are surrounding the Imperial Combined Fleet like a ferocious pack of wolves.

Although the number of warships of the Imperial Combined Fleet was seven times that of the Star Navy, they were actually unable to easily defeat the Star Navy fleet when they initially had more than twenty times the number of warships of the Star Navy.

Now the situation has become increasingly serious. Since Gray led the 85 warships of the Second Fleet to join this fierce battle, the ratio of the number of warships on both sides has become seven to one.

With such a small gap in the number of fleets between the two sides, it is almost a luxury for the Imperial Combined Fleet to win.

The Imperial Combined Fleet was now under a violent and violent attack from the Star Navy. With their greater speed and formidable firepower, the Star Navy warships continued to exert pressure on the Imperial Combined Fleet.

They shuttled across the battlefield like lightning, and every shot brought about earth-shaking explosions and billowing smoke.

In the short few minutes when everyone was watching the fierce battle intently, a Cobra destroyer belonging to the Imperial Combined Fleet was torn into pieces by the surging artillery fire, turned into a huge burning fireball, and finally disappeared into the vast universe.

"Do you still think your fleet is capable of coming to support you? Now your fleet is under siege by us and can hardly defend itself."

Gray took off his helmet and looked at Argento, Vilov and his group with a playful look.

Argento, Vilov and others fell silent, looking at the picture in the holographic projection with flickering eyes. It was obvious that they also understood that the current situation was extremely unfavorable to them, but they were still holding on and were unwilling to surrender easily.

"correct."

Gray spoke to attract the attention of Argento and others. After seeing Argento and others looking at him, Gray continued to speak:

"We are only the first fleet to come to support us. Your fleets responsible for invading other galaxies are also being eliminated one after another.

In at most one Terra Hour, dozens of warships will arrive to support us again. By then, your hopes of winning the war will be even slimmer, and it will be impossible for your fleet to destroy ours in a single Terra Hour."

Gray looked at the one-armed Argento and asked back:

"This should be the Chapter Master of the Space Marines! Do you think your fleet has the potential to destroy all of our fleets in the Jesta system within a single Terran hour?"

Argento looked up at Gray, then lowered his head and ignored him.

To Argento, Gray's words sounded like naked bragging. If the Imperial Combined Fleet could really destroy this group of heretic fleets so easily, the current situation would not be so chaotic.

Now the number of warships of this group of heretics in the Jesta galaxy has reached more than one hundred. It is a fantasy for the Imperial Combined Fleet to destroy the enemy before the rest of the heretic fleet arrives.

Gray saw that Argento ignored him and didn't feel the atmosphere was awkward. He opened his arms and looked confidently at Vilov and his group:

"If you think the tanks and mecha troops that have appeared now are not impressive enough, I can mobilize hundreds of thousands of tanks, thousands of mechas, and thousands of Space Marines to allow you to witness the power of the great Star Lord more directly."

Vilov and his group looked at Gray in shock. They didn't expect that the other party could mobilize faster tanks, mechas and space warriors again.

This number of war machines is enough to start a massive apocalyptic-level war in the human empire, requiring an entire star field to be fully prepared.

Not to mention that judging from Gray's tone, the other side could easily mobilize more powerful war machines, and the Empire would completely lose its ability to resist.

When Vilov and his group looked at Gray's confident look, the only bit of confidence in their hearts was completely wiped out, leaving only shock and fear.

"What do you think? Are you willing to surrender, pledge allegiance to the great Lord of the Stars, and continue to fight for all mankind?"

Gray looked at Vilov and his group with an aggressive gaze, as if he would start a war as soon as they disagreed and wipe out all the imperial troops that landed on the planet Jesta.

"Bang!" The gun in the hand of a political commissar of the Star Army suddenly fell to the ground.

Vilov and his group turned to look at the political commissar, only to see that the political commissar suddenly knelt on one knee towards Gray, lowered his head and remained silent.

Although the political commissar did not say much, Vilov and others naturally understood what he meant. He had chosen to surrender.

After seeing the commissar's performance, Gray continued to question Vilov and his group, "What about you?"

"I...I surrender too!"

Vilov smiled bitterly, dropped the weapon in his hand, and knelt on one knee towards Gray to express his submission.