As long as you die, you are invincible, but in 40K

Chapter 312: Alien Ship, Very Cunning

However, the main fleet's seemingly ordinary move of rushing straight towards the flagship was a bit terrifying to the other Genestealers who took control of the ships.

"How many spears of light have fallen on her?"

"One hundred and ninth."

The 109th beam of light spears, coupled with the bombardment of a variety of macro cannons, torpedoes and other weapons, failed to break through the void shield of the Queen of Glory class, which was the main target.

If what was placed there was a battleship, I'm afraid it would have already traveled some distance on the road to reincarnation.

Although it is true that the ships of the Human Empire generally have strong defenses, this is due to the concentrated fire of at least twenty or thirty cruisers and above... Even by the standards of the Queen of Glory, this is a bit too strong.

At least you can overload your Void Shield for a few rounds, for the sake of appearance?

Of course, soon they no longer had time to worry about this problem.

Amidst the chaos of the ships, more than a dozen nimble and swift white warships appeared at the outermost edge of the defense circle at some point.

Are they Eldar ships?

Just when the ships that discovered these intruders were wondering about their purpose, this fleet gave its answer with practical actions.

Brilliant blue light flashed from the muzzles of countless starlight cannons, and then, a large number of extremely high-temperature plasma beams spewed out from the corresponding barrels, drawing straight and clear trajectories in the virtual space of the universe, smashing hard into the ships that were marked as enemies for firing at the Spirit of Vengeance.

The beam of light rolled and collided with the void shield, and layer upon layer of shields that were strong enough to withstand powerful attacks shattered under even more powerful attacks - if it were just that, it would be fine. The salvo of just a dozen Eldar ships would not pose a fatal threat to so many warships for a while.

But what happened immediately afterwards was different.

It was unknown which battleship's void shield was first illuminated by the dazzling light of a torpedo explosion. Many Genestealers, who lacked naval combat experience and had simply killed officers to seize power, suddenly realized something:

So those things were forced so close to ensure the torpedo's hit rate?

Alien thing, very cunning.

However, being aware does not mean being able to avoid it.

From the moment they failed to detect the fleet and were forced to such a close distance, all maneuvering and evasion were too late.

More torpedoes that were ejected after the magazines were emptied gradually revealed their inconspicuous shapes. A careful count revealed that there were probably hundreds of them, and the tail flames were rapidly enlarging in the sight of various enemy ships.

The dozen or so ships that were targeted tried to recharge their void shields, but ultimately, they could only watch helplessly as brilliant sparks exploded from the exterior, their values ​​peaking...

Suddenly returned to zero.

Overload.

But this thought did not stay in their minds for long.

Because soon, the ship, which had lost the protection of the void shield, was forced to come into direct contact with the enemy's weapons. First, the remaining torpedoes tore holes in it in a shock wave that was enough to transmit to the entire ship. Then, other loyalist ships noticed this opportunity and concentrated their attacks without hesitation.

These alone have created endless explosions and molten flashes, turning countless thieves into charcoal in the hell woven together by high-temperature gas and flames.

However, the attacks were far from over.

Moreover, what led to even more serious consequences was that a large number of humans who had been hiding and defending in the dark corners of the ship because of their disadvantages rushed out desperately, using their weapons that lacked ammunition to fight against the gene stealers for control of the key areas of the ship.

Although, due to the absolute power ratio of the thieves on their own controlled ships, from a general perspective, the resistance and lives of these people disappeared like snowflakes, but locally, their lives could occasionally be exchanged for control of a certain area - at such a critical time point, any key area out of control for a few minutes could lead to the destruction of the entire ship.

You know, losing control means not only losing control, but also that the other party can do whatever they want in that area.

For example, sending a tech priest to overload a reactor somewhere? Or deploying a dozen melta bombs at a certain macrocannon shell collection point?

The interior of a ship is not like the exterior. Even if the void shield is lost, the exterior is still protected by thick armor. But for the interior, we can only hope that the structural redundancy design is large enough.

The identities of both parties seemed to have been switched at this moment. A Genestealer captain was so angry that he cursed directly through the ship's internal sound array. He even wanted to negotiate terms with these survivors and send them out of the warship by shuttle... Naturally, all he got was ridicule mixed with a lot of swear words.

Finally, another round of precise starlight cannon fire became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

One after another, dazzling sparks exploded in space. Every spark that illuminated the armor of surrounding ships meant that countless tons of ceramite, adamantium, and millions of lives turned into debris and droplets that splashed around.

By the time the Eldar ships disappeared again, only one-third of the ships that were directly hit by the torpedoes survived with heavy damage - it was not difficult to foresee that under the continued concentrated fire of other loyalist ships, these warships would follow in the footsteps of the first two-thirds of the unlucky ones.

Rather than causing actual damage, the attack actually had more of an effect on psychological pressure. Many stealer ships chose to reduce the energy of their weapon systems and instead charge them into void shields to prevent themselves from becoming the next huge cosmic firework before making sufficient contributions.

Of course, this move also greatly reduced the pressure on the Spirit of Vengeance. According to the original calculations, even if she could reach the target while bearing the fire of the rebel ships, she would inevitably have to use her armor to withstand several rounds of fire due to the overload of the void shield. But now, for the weakened weapon power, the already thick void shield is like an insurmountable wall of nothingness.

Silently swallowed up all the attacks flying towards her.

Until the end, the Spirit of Vengeance, which remained below the triggering speed of the Void Shield, bit directly at the Retribution-class battleship with its adamantine ram.

The two are embedded in a collision that is silent to others.

The ram penetrated layers of armor and heavy structures, but ultimately did not split the entire ship in two like her previous enemy. Instead, the two ships formed a "T" shape, continuing to move along the flight path of the Spirit of Vengeance due to inertia.

However, this situation actually provided more convenience for Zhang Ge who was planning to board the ship - if the two ships moved together, the spatial coordinates would be relatively static, and they could be accurately transmitted directly after measurement.

However, when he and his followers jumped directly into the bridge of the Retribution-class ship through teleportation, he found that what he encountered was not the resistance he had imagined, but an extremely bloody scene.

Chapter 313: The Four-Armed Divine Emperor and the Horror Film

On the bridge, the first thing that catches your eye is the eye-catching captain's throne.

However, the reason is not only because of its critical location, but also because it is the core of the entire blasphemous scene.

A piece of brown-yellow human skin that was peeled and stretched outward served as a curtain. The blood that should have been stained on it was washed clean by some unknown method, and a large number of blood-red ribs that were embedded in each other were used to build a huge human torso based on the throne and "internal organs".

At the same time, four arms made of muscle and stitched together with tendons spread out from both sides of the torso, forming a hug forward.

As for the thing in the center of the arms, it was none other than the naked and bloodless navy general. Although he was still standing, he was only able to maintain this state with the support of some evil magic of the subspace.

Looking at the scene before him, as the soldiers who had teleported with him spread out in all directions and took control of the area, Zhang Ge asked Amelia beside him:

"Is there anything left that could identify me?"

The latter just shook his head and then asked:

"Want to destroy this thing?"

"No, no."

The one who answered before Zhang Ge was Keti, who had been teleported from the Dreadnought at some point.

"That thing is a fairly sophisticated psychic trigger... These bastards are smart. They couldn't confirm where we would teleport to, so they didn't disperse their forces. Instead, they gathered them together and set up detectors like these everywhere. They'll mobilize their forces once they spot us. Back to the point, rashly dismantling this thing will lead to some currently unknown consequences."

"Then it seems they are very slow, otherwise you wouldn't be able to speak so long."

After Zhang Ge made a joke that wasn't really a joke, he pointed at the blasphemous structure.

The meaning is clear: Keti, go.

Turning his attention back to other parts of the bridge, Zhang Ge didn't need to remind him that several veteran soldiers of the Angel of Pardon had already completed the installation of defensive facilities including mines at the entrances and exits of each bridge.

However, Zhang Ge did not issue any further orders immediately after seeing this scene. Instead, he pondered for a moment and said to Keti:

"No, there's no need to dismantle it. Set up a trigger mechanism around that 'detector'."

Keti was shocked when he heard this, and while carrying out the order, he reminded with some confusion:

"? With so many of us, we don't necessarily have to lose. There's no need to set up suicide plans now."

"...They intend to turn our initiative into a passive one. Are we just going to stay here and let them achieve their goal?"

Zhang Ge, who was a little speechless that his thinking speed was superior but he seemed to have not processed any useful information, explained briefly and then led the entire assault team, which had already understood and reorganized their formation, into the bridge.

"Hey, I haven't finished setting it up yet, Master... Master? Wait for me!"

However, when it comes to "turning initiative into passivity", Zhang Ge was a little too worried.

In a dark and damp ventilation duct somewhere, the strange sounds of the alien's sharp limbs crawling inside continued to be heard. The countless dense noises caused by this made it seem as if a huge living creature was climbing out of the duct.

But just when a large number of bloodthirsty aliens felt that they were getting closer to their target and were about to start a massacre.

On one side of the pipeline, a sudden explosion began.

The energy transmission pipeline exceeded its carrying capacity due to the sudden accumulation of energy, and then turned into an explosive like a giant thermo-bomb in flashes and high temperatures. While lifting the entire wall that covered it, it also turned the gene stealers in the ventilation duct into grilled insects on the iron plate.

At the same time, in a large cabin housing a reactor, the Genestealer leader, who was taking advantage of the spaciousness and good lighting to conduct pre-war preaching, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Is it getting hotter?

Noticing this, he exchanged glances with his blood relatives around him:

'? '

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'what happened? ’

"Huh? Aren't you the one who's trying to liven things up?"

?

To heat up the atmosphere, you have to heat up the physical sensation, right?

His thorny intuition about danger prevented him from even explaining anything. After confirming that something was wrong, he used his psychic power to teleport himself, the people around him, and the most critical group of pure-blooded gene stealers away.

The next moment, light from the outside of the reactor lit up from the inside, engulfing countless cabins in an instant, and causing a large number of contaminated people to go directly to see the gods they believed in.

Similar situations are not isolated cases. In fact, they are constantly happening as Zhang Ge advances.

This also made Zhang Ge very confused:

It would be fine if we didn’t encounter any enemies on the bridge, but how come we haven’t encountered any after going such a long distance deep into the ship?

However, the sound of explosions could be heard all the time. Could it be that the defenders on this ship were resisting fiercely, so the Genestealers could not spare any troops to stop them?

This doubt continued until Ketti reminded everyone that a source of psychic reaction had appeared.

The reassuring rustling sound finally began to be heard from everywhere at the end.

Of course, the situation did not change because the Retribution-class ship was abandoned.

On the one hand, the Genestealer leader, realizing that he seemed to be fighting against every piece of steel plate on the ship, changed his combat style. He first sent out a large number of cannon fodder to step on mines and physically check all the dangers that could be detected on the target path.

On the other hand, it finally couldn't bear it anymore, so it went directly to the front line, and used its psychic power to resist the remaining dangers, opening up a passage to the enemy for its subordinates.

However, even so, when the exchange of fire finally began, both sides quickly realized that something was wrong on the other side.

Zhang Ge: Isn't the strength a bit too low? It feels inferior to... the Blade Cave Section... in quantity.

Patriarch: Only one passage is opened, isn’t it... a bit meaningless?

In this death tunnel, although countless gene stealers came one after another, the cold and precise bombs suppressed them all outside the effective attack range.

In the absence of being able to use the force field claws of the more atavistic thieves, which were powerful enough to break through ceramic steel armor, to launch close combat, the occasional automatic rifle bullets and lasers from the weapons in the hands of other cultists posed no threat to the assault team at all - unless they hit Zhang Ge, otherwise, for the protective equipment of others, these things would at most scratch off some paint.

In this situation, the assault team, which was obviously on the defensive side, began to advance slowly towards the position of the Genestealer leader under Zhang Ge's command... For the leader, the sound of dull footsteps approaching one after another came from the dark corridor. He wanted to escape with psychic power but found that the transmission seemed to be blocked by some more powerful psychic power.

He could only retreat and throw away all the troops in his hands as much as possible, but on the other hand, he despairingly found that the source of the sound was getting closer and closer to him.

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Chapter 314: Just an Ordinary Noble Officer

Of course, the other party's efforts were not completely ineffective.

At least, the soldiers at other landing sites, who were struggling to hold their ground under the onslaught of countless enemies, gradually realized one thing:

Is the proportion of cannon fodder in the enemy's army getting higher and higher? And even the offensive is a bit intermittent.

After realizing that this was not an illusion, as the landing sites stabilized, the Marines from different ships gradually became excited.

If you don't come over, I'll go over there.

The disastrous consequences of robbing Peter to pay Paul became apparent at this moment. As a large number of elite naval forces launched a counterattack, the troops composed mainly of Genestealer cultists were shattered at the first touch. Although their morale remained stable and their communication was fast, their individual qualities and technical and tactical skills had declined. There were even many non-combatants who caused more trouble.

If we really have to say what their advantages are, it can only be that they are indeed not afraid of death...but at the moment, not being afraid of death cannot be transformed into any advantages.

Not to mention the elite navy boarding team, even the ordinary interstellar army was selected from the elite of the entire planet. How many of them would be afraid of death in normal combat?

Faced with a large number of cultists shouting the name of the Zerg, in the seemingly terrifying environment, the murderous boarding soldiers did not even change their expressions. They just repeatedly pulled the shotguns in their hands, letting the bullets wrapped in the wrath of the God-Emperor spray at the enemy, while stepping over the corpses that were already broken into pieces.

However, for Zhang Ge, all this may not be so happy.

From time to time, he raised his grenade launcher and fired a few shots into the darkness, while at the same time, he emphasized expressionlessly: