Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Lord Primarch, the Titans have been deployed"

Perturabo's troops also successfully landed on the ground, and a large number of Mechanicus skitarii and various mechanical mages followed the Titans and began to fight.

Perturabo walked out of the special airdrop silo. After the drill, Perturabo's fear of insufficient firepower worsened again.

"Let these aliens have a taste of this."

Perturabo wears a device similar to Terminator armor internally, but this is just the tip of the iceberg of his powerful equipment! In addition to the extremely thick and indestructible outer layer of armor, it is also covered with a layer of exoskeleton armor as large and powerful as a warrior-class Titan.

This exoskeleton armor not only gives Perturabo unparalleled strength and defense, but his thick and powerful arms are equipped with a volcano cannon of astonishing caliber and a plasma cannon that can release blazing plasma energy beams. gun.

On the back of the armor are three sets of hive missile launchers and death strike missile launchers. They are fixed on Perturabo's back armor, providing Perturabo with a huge firepower output.

"This is not enough, far from enough"

In Perturabo's eyes, a bolter was nothing more than a small water pipe, and he didn't even bother to equip such a weapon.

Including its Terminator Veteran Company, all their power armors were modified under Perturabo's instructions.

For these Terminator veterans, missile launchers and melta cannons are standard equipment, and all the weapons that can be installed are installed.

"For the Emperor!"

The Judgment Day Titan took the lead and fired the first shot of the battle.

Its huge mechanical arm was loaded with a powerful volcano cannon, and its muzzle was facing a steel fortress tens of meters high in front of it.

In an instant, there was only an earth-shaking loud noise, as if the whole world was shaking.

The volcano cannon ejected a blazing and dazzling fire, rushing straight towards the target - the seemingly indestructible steel fortress - like a fire dragon.

In the blink of an eye, the firelight collided with the steel fortress, erupting into countless dazzling sparks and billowing smoke.

Immediately afterwards, a jaw-dropping scene happened: the originally majestic steel fortress was completely evaporated in an instant!

It was as if it had never existed, leaving only empty ruins and flying dust.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Emperor-class Titan with a height of more than 100 meters kept firing, and every time it fired, it could easily wipe a city off the map.

Countless Space Marines of the Iron Warrior Legion and tens of millions of mortal auxiliary troops followed the Titan. In addition to the Emperor Titan, there were also a large number of Knight Mecha and supporting Emperor Titan auxiliary troops on the battlefield.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!!!!"

Along with the deafening roar, continuous explosions came and went, resounding throughout the entire enemy formation! I saw that Perturabo, who was equipped with an advanced missile launcher, showed no fear. He fired deadly missiles at the enemy's position like raindrops!

These missiles streaked across the sky like lightning, rushing straight towards their targets with endless destructive power.

They travel across the sky with thunderous momentum and hit key parts of the enemy's position accurately. Each explosion caused a huge shock wave, sending up scenes of billowing smoke and flames.

The enemy's defenses were completely destroyed in an instant, causing heavy casualties. The entire position fell into chaos and panic, but this did not stop the Space Marines at all. They strode into the enemy's last city.

The tall and burly Space Marines were like demons one after another. They stepped into this bustling city with firm and heavy steps.

Every step they took caused the ground to shake, as if the whole world was shaking.

They were wearing heavy steel armor, which shone with an icy cold light under the sunlight.

When the thick armor collided with the cement on the ground, it made a dull and loud sound, as shocking as thunder.

The sound was like the sound of death coming from the depths of hell, and also like the death talisman issued by the God of Death when he waved his sickle, which made people's hair stand on end.

Fear spreads in people's hearts, and helplessness and despair envelope the entire city.

Countless residents of the Merchants Union fled in all directions, trying to find a safe haven, but the Space Marines were everywhere. They had no mercy for the killings of these aliens. The only thing they needed to do was to pour their own firepower on these aliens.

Honso was different from the fighting brothers who were slaughtering next to him. He controlled the monsters and machines to capture the fleeing civilians.

They were captured into a special container and then transported back to the battleship.

"Free experimental materials, don't give them up for free"

One after another, alien civilians were captured and taken into Hong Suo's laboratory. The ones that had no value were used for bioelectricity or became breeding chambers for dead ovaries. The ones that were valuable were conducted experiments by Hong Suo himself.

The Astra Militarum took over the subsequent cleaning work, and the Space Marines of the Iron Warriors took over the headquarters of the Merchant Alliance as quickly as possible.

The battle was over, and a large number of members of the Merchant Federation were executed on the spot by the Astra Militarum.

"Prepare!"

Thousands of merchant soldiers in uniform uniforms were pressed to the cold, hard ground like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, helpless.

Their eyes were full of fear and despair, and their bodies were trembling slightly due to extreme tension.

Suddenly, a sharp and harsh command sounded throughout the space, followed by a series of deafening gunshots.

In an instant, fire burst out and bullets whizzed past, mercilessly penetrating the heads of the restrained soldiers. Blood splattered everywhere, brains burst, and every living life disappeared in an instant.

As the gunfire stopped, the merchants' soldiers who were still alive now turned into lifeless corpses. They fell in various directions on the cold ground. Some of them had eyes wide open, as if they wanted to tell something; some had their mouths slightly open, as if they were still breathing; and some were beyond recognition, making it difficult to identify them.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, intertwined with the cold temperature, creating a nauseating atmosphere.

This once noisy and lively place has now become dead and silent, with only the blood and broken limbs on the ground witnessing the tragedy that just happened.

But this was just a microcosm of this purge operation. Countless civilians and members of the Chamber of Commerce were thrown into the huge furnace.

After the short and shrill screams, the corpses burned by the blazing flames began to quickly disintegrate, carbonize, and eventually turned into wisps of gray-white smoke that slowly rose into the air. They float like ghosts, as if they are telling the story of past life and suffering; they are also like pieces of broken souls, trying to find the last trace of destination and peace.

As the breeze blew, the ashes gradually dispersed and filled the air.

Hundreds of billions of business associates were processed in just three days, and the ashes of the burned corpses were floating in the sky like a black blizzard.