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

But why did the Mechanicus rush here? And they seemed even more anxious than the noble girl being held hostage. After all, Archaeopteryxes were far more valuable than Valkyries. With twelve of them deployed at once, perhaps most of Acoran's Archaeopteryxes were here.

Everyone, including Zhang Ge, was confused by this unexpected reinforcement.

However, they were confused psychologically. When the Mechanicus realized through the troop movements of the 1st Mechanized Infantry Regiment that Zhang Ge had penetrated so far, a large number of them were almost confused physically.

It doesn’t matter to them whether Zhang Ge lives or dies. The key issue is, what if he dies and can’t call Titan?

That's not an ordinary War Titan, it's a War Titan that can run and conjure up a sword. Its value is much higher than the entire hive city. If it were to die in this remote place, I'm afraid the great sage would be so angry that he would faint several times.

Therefore, the Mechanicus troops at the spire put together as many aircraft as possible, and then stuffed the vanguard troops that were originally used to protect the bishops into it. Led by a vanguard Alpha, they broke through several defense zones and arrived here.

Those pioneers with highly modified bodies landed directly on the top of the tower which was still on fire. After putting on an extra layer of radiation protection, they crossed the fire scene and quickly came to Zhang Ge.

These iron cans wearing heavy armor are extremely powerful and usually only appear in areas where the Mechanicus needs them most. Even the Stormtroopers are slightly inferior to them.

This time, more than sixty people came at once, holding arc weapons or plasma weapons, and followed by several heavy military mechas.

Arriving in front of Zhang Ge and confirming his safety, the vanguard Alpha, who had a power sword hanging from his waist, said:

"Agreement: Coordinated operations. Command authority: Zhang Ge."

At that moment, several options for rejection flashed through Zhang Ge's mind.

For example, excessive radiation, but if you look closely, people have already made special anti-radiation treatments, and the weapons they chose are not those that will cause radiation overflow.

We are so sincere, what other excuses can we find?

After a long silence, he could only clench his fists slightly and said:

"no problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than 60 vanguard troops immediately dispersed to the best firing points, even squeezing out a lot of paratroopers, but although the latter had complaints, they had no intention of arguing.

After all, the fighting power of this group of people during internal conflicts is obvious to all, and giving them those positions can indeed allow them to play a greater role.

In the subsequent battles, the vanguard troops indeed proved that they were not there in vain. With only more than 60 people, they completely suppressed several rounds of small-scale counterattacks organized by Chaos, and there was no need to even use the support of fighter planes above.

The arc electric weapons in their hands first accurately penetrated the bodies of the enemy officers, and then completely broke up the formations and connections between the cultists one by one, and finally allowed the rapid-fire weapons mounted on the heavy mecha servants to reap the remaining enemies.

This extremely efficient combat method is more like solving a math problem with the optimal solution. There is no thrilling tactical game, and everything seems to be a natural outcome.

In the following period of time, support from other war zones arrived one after another, either from the Astra Militarum or the PDF. Before the ground troops arrived, the troops gathered at the tower had reached more than 300 people.

With the help of fighter jets, this number of people is even enough to set up another layer of defense for the outer blocks.

After realizing that they could no longer take back this place in a short time, the Chaos side had no choice but to give up the counterattack and instead began to draw troops from the rebellious civilians on various fronts and in various regions, striving to strengthen the defense line before Zhang Ge's subordinates had assembled.

Time passed by, and artillery battles between the two sides replaced the fierce conflicts on the ground, becoming the main theme during this period, until the sound of tracks sounded at the end of the street.

The PDF armored forces under the noble girl, led by Leman Russ tanks, arrived, followed closely by troop carriers and trucks. A large number of soldiers began to be diverted through the tower and deployed to the planned positions according to the plan that Zhang Ge and others had detailed while waiting for reinforcements.

After making a rough count and finding that there were only about 10,000 people, Zhang Ge felt a little relieved.

But when he saw the real main force appear in the distance, his heart, which had been relieved, suddenly became heavy again.

He realized a problem.

There were thousands of combat nuns transferred here, but most of them were dispersed into various troops in the form of infantry. There were also many vehicles left in the field churches on the front line, but it was far from a scale that could cope with thousands of combat nuns.

The Ecclesiarchy is not stingy when it comes to its armed forces. They are even willing to exchange STCs from the Apostasy era with the Mechanicus for heavy equipment, which they then hand over to the Sisters of Battle.

So, where did the rest of the vehicles go?

That’s right, they are still at the headquarters of the cathedral, and when Amelia, who has the authority to mobilize these things, returns to the cathedral, there is no need to say what will happen.

In the distance, driven by the soldiers of the 1st Mechanized Infantry Regiment, batches of war machines full of revenge appeared amidst slight ground vibrations.

ps: The update is a little late. Also, the group was full before, so now I have increased the number of people to 613828331. It’s still the original group number, .

Chapter 92 When the Whistle Blows

At the forefront are the Atonement Engines.

These bipedal mecha torture devices are normally used to punish sinners, but in fact there are also nuns who choose to tie themselves to them. Therefore, the Atonement Mecha is actually not too picky about who is hung in front of it.

Therefore, even if there is no need for so many Redemption Sisters, a large number of Redemption Mechas can still be mobilized.

Of course, since it is voluntary, the state religion cannot easily share the honor of fighting alongside the Atonement Mecha with outsiders.

Those attached to the front of the fuselage are devout believers wearing weeping iron masks.

They sobbed out of excitement or shared guilt over the mecha, but the sobs that should have been suppressed mixed together and forcibly resonated to dispel the blasphemous whispers that lingered in their ears.

Further behind them was a mixed armored team composed mainly of Sister Rhino personnel carriers and Punisher tanks.

These vehicles naturally have their own advantages in being able to serve as spearheads. They are modified from conventional Rhino personnel carriers and Predator tanks... To put it more simply, these expensive things are usually only seen in large numbers in the armored forces of Space Marines and have excellent performance.

Behind them were the array of Sentinel Mechs, Leman Russ and Chimeras, occasionally with one or two Dune Crawlers and Caslant robots. In the long line, there was not a single infantryman with feet on the ground.

But that doesn't mean the force has too few infantrymen... on the contrary, it has too many.

Above the convoy, Amelia was using a jump pack to stay suspended, moving forward at a constant speed with the convoy. Below her, in the traffic, the roofs of those armored vehicles or tanks were crowded with fanatical believers who were shouting and roaring.

On the roof of each car there was an armed priest holding a flag or an icon, and around them were armed fanatics piled on the roof, singing hymns or praying silently.

Zhang Ge took a closer look and found that there were even some strong men like the Crusaders among them.

If we want to understand what happened...we have to rewind time to when Amelia arrived at the cathedral.

She stormed into the cathedral and demanded that the bishops hand over most of the Sisters of Battle's vehicles.

However, although she did have the authority, her request was still rejected immediately.

Authority is authority, but these are the precious assets of the entire order after all. There are not so many combat nuns left who are qualified enough to operate these vehicles. What can you do with so many vehicles? Are you going to give them to others?

That would be a desecration of the holy objects, not to mention what would we do if they were transferred away.

The two sides even had a brief quarrel over this.

Until Amelia couldn't stand it anymore.

Ever since entering the hive, she has always shown a restrained attitude to outsiders, but now, she has unleashed her full strength without reservation.

Just like before, the faint halo that had been floating behind her when she destroyed the suburban cult reappeared, and the long sword in her hand was even more dazzling, like a stream of light held in her palm.

However, when the halo lit up, before she could swing her sword to chop down any tables and chairs within reach to show her determination to move the vehicle, the group of bishops who saw this scene had already changed their expressions and immediately put on an expression of "but then again".

After changing their expressions, they allowed Amelia to take anything in the inventory without reservation, and even hoped that she would take more. The only condition they asked was that she maintain this attitude and walk out of the cathedral.

...So, it goes without saying that Amelia looked so grand when she went out.

Groups of fanatics chased the convoy while crying, without even giving up the defense line. Only the strongest and luckiest among them squeezed onto the roofs of the cars and avoided being pulled down by the crowd.

Originally, the convoy could only transport more than 10,000 combat personnel, but now it seems that the number has to be multiplied by more than two.

Looking at the surging crowd in the distance getting closer and closer, Zhang Ge couldn't help but feel dizzy.

If he had known it would turn out like this, he should have tried every possible way to keep Amelia here instead of hoping to die while she was away.

If Dominica had been allowed to go with the jump pack, the situation wouldn't have turned out like this when she came back for help.

Of course, the convoy's eye-catching movements attracted more than just friendly forces' attention.

In the sky, more than a dozen shells were spit out of the barrel at a rapid speed, streaking across the sky, falling in a parabolic trajectory and hitting the convoy filled with people.

Just as they were coming with such force that no one seemed able to stop the shells from falling to the ground, these vicious projectiles were about to burst into flames and engulf countless believers below.

A light blue film suddenly appeared.

Below, the ion shield generator that was towed by the entire convoy was humming and working.

Under the directional protection of the energy shield, the indestructible shells turned into fireworks exploding in mid-air. Each shell shook and tore through the night sky, but only shone briefly for a moment before dissipating in vain.

After driving for a while, the traffic finally merged under the tower, and Amelia was able to meet Zhang Ge's gaze and come to him.

Several people made way for her, and Zhang Ge spoke first:

"Amelia, you..."

She was being questioned, and seemed to understand what Zhang Ge wanted to say, and answered:

"Before, we hid to prevent being exposed and beheaded, but now that we've come this far, a head-on confrontation with the enemy is inevitable."

Hearing this, Zhang Ge, who thought he had reached the end of his rope, suddenly felt a ray of hope.

Yes, if I win, I won’t die.

Rather, the greater the pressure on the enemy, the greater the chance that they would rely on their individual strengths to launch a decapitation attack. And who was currently facing him? A Chaos Space Marine, most likely a Company Commander.

If he decided to take the Terminator Squad and decapitate, who here could stop him?

Thinking of this, Zhang Ge's expression, which had been filled with helplessness due to his inability to contain himself, changed, revealing a hint of concern and enthusiasm. He sincerely shook Amelia's hand and continued:

"I understand."

Outside, due to the arrival of a large number of fanatics, even the communications within the army that were interfered with by chaos were restored, allowing commanders at all levels to use sound array communications to exchange information.

However, this kind of communication did not last long. After all parties used a unified whistle command to convey important information as the final part of the communication, active communication silence was activated again.

This silence was like the stillness that suddenly spread in a noisy classroom, quickly spreading to the entire army that was originally filled with various sounds.

For a moment, the night was unusually quiet, with only the breathing of comrades around and the low rumble of vehicles' engines as the only sounds.

Everyone was waiting for the signal.

Minute by minute, in the almost suffocating stagnation, I don’t know whether it was a moment or an eternity, a sharp and long whistle finally sounded.

It broke through layers of ceramic and steel shackles, sweeping through everyone's heart like a sound, making the icy silent night boil in an instant.

ps: It’s finished, please call me Juezhan Typing Machine.

Chapter 93: Assault in Progress

When the whistles were blown one after another, the first to come into contact with the enemy were the artillery positions at the rear.

Unlike the locally produced small toothpick howitzers used in the previous artillery battle, more than a dozen earth-shaking cannons belonging to the regular artillery of the Astra Militarum slowly raised their barrels.

The muzzles of these heavy artillery pieces are even large enough for a person to squeeze his lower body into, and they are enough to provide shocking supporting firepower even on the harshest battlefields.

After the earth-shaking shells were loaded into the gun barrels one by one, the cannon sounded at the officer's command.

If you don't wear hearing protection gear, the first thing you hear is a terrifying sound that is enough to knock you unconscious. Then you will become deaf for a short period of time due to dizziness, and then be drowned in the countless dust raised by the recoil.

Accompanied by more than a dozen dull cannon shots that could be heard clearly even from thousands of meters away, Zhang Ge soon saw more than a dozen fireballs rising in front of him. In the flames and shock waves, even the bodies of some cultists were thrown into the air.

The positions and fortifications at the impact point were restored to their original state by the large-caliber shells. Even on the ceramic steel ground, huge inward-facing craters were torn out.

The explosions from those large-caliber shells were enough to tear apart any unprotected enemy forces within a radius of hundreds of meters.

Even if they hid in a bunker, it would not be any better. The ceramic steel floor of the spire made it impossible to build many anti-artillery fortifications. If they did not hide inside the building, the shock wave would make them go to the same place as their colleagues who were torn apart by shrapnel.

Compared with the earth-shaking shells whose shock waves were powerful enough to launch circular air waves that spread outward, the other artillery bombardments that followed seemed somewhat overshadowed, but it was these small and medium caliber artillery that accounted for the majority of the firepower delivery.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of rapid-fire artillery pieces launched thousands of shells. The metal that flew across the sky with a shrill whistle fell like iron rain, from conventional explosions to fuel-air bombs, from bunker-buster bombs targeting complex terrain to white phosphorus bombs covering an entire open area.

Literally, the Chaos positions were on fire, with rising flames and red clouds raging and engulfing everything in sight. The flesh seemed particularly fragile in this frenzy, like an invisible hand holding a sledgehammer and hitting the enemy's line again and again.

Finally, near the end, the bombardment finally softened, but this did not mean the end, but rather the beginning of the entire offensive.

What they launched at this time were a large number of smoke bombs. The air-burst projectiles spread white fog covering a large area. These fogs quickly condensed everything around them and not only blocked the vision of the naked eye, but also blocked most thermal detection methods.

Light, heat, and sound are the most common detection methods that can grow on the flesh. Smoke isolates the first two, and the latter obviously did not fare well in the previous artillery preparations.

With the visible distance less than 20 centimeters, everyone knew what would happen next.

Waves of fanatical war cries and prayers approached from afar, but the first sounds to reach the front were waves of sobbing.

The cultists who had just drawn their swords and were about to show off their skills in hand-to-hand combat discovered that what came crashing out of the smoke were not their corresponding flesh and blood bodies, but black atonement engines with roaring engines and wantonly wielding chainsaws and flames.

It is undoubtedly a pipe dream for a body that has been simply blessed to want to resist the power of the machine. The hardened shell or the claw arm are of no use to the giant chain saw that can tear the vehicle apart. After being chopped apart, the remaining force will only make them into minced meat.

But this does not mean that Chaos is powerless to fight back.

Amidst the roar, there were the roars of demons and the screams of demon engines. When a redemption engine swung its arms to smash the black shadow in front, it found that its invincible slashing blow was stuck by something this time.

It was a crab-shaped demon engine with a purple-pink shell. The shell's armor plates, which were connected in the air, opened outward from time to time, spewing out strange pink flames.