Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"For the Emperor! Stand your ground!"

A defense line composed of a large number of Astra Militarum, Marines, and Imperial Navy jump gangs stood firm in the No. 2 Macrogun area, and a large amount of armor was dispersed among the ships.

"We need enough support! We can't stop it!"

Marines clad in CMC power armor and armed with mortal bolters followed closely behind the carapace-clad Astra Militarum, steadfastly guarding the hold. They are in a small and enclosed space, surrounded by an atmosphere of tension and danger.

These brave and fearless warriors have experienced hundreds of battles, but they dare not relax in the face of the enemy's fierce attack.

The power armor emits an icy light under the flashing warning lights, providing soldiers with powerful protection; the mortal bolter exudes a frightening deterrent, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy at any time.

The cabin was dark, with only a faint warning light illuminating their resolute faces.

Everyone was attentive and watching what was going on around them with vigilance.

They know that any oversight can lead to catastrophic consequences.

"Enemies are everywhere! Fire freely!"

The din of battle echoed in the cabin, bullets flew and explosions occurred one after another.

The endless fighting insects came like a tide, instantly tearing huge holes in the solid hull. Accompanied by the nauseating sour smell, groups of gushing insects that sprayed deadly sulfuric acid took the opportunity to get into the damaged armor and invaded the interior of the battleship.

The originally narrow and crowded passage was now filled with all kinds of weird bugs.

These ferocious monsters bared their teeth and claws and pounced on the sailors in the cabin. Their sharp claws shone with cold light, ruthlessly harvesting fresh lives.

Although the cabin briefly fell into chaos and panic, under the command of officers and political commissars, these soldiers quickly prepared for a counterattack.

Holding their bayonet-equipped rifles tightly, they rushed towards the oncoming fighting bugs without hesitation and started a thrilling close combat with them.

"For the Emperor! For humanity!"

The Commissar shouted a loyal war cry, then slashed at the swarm of insects approaching him with the power sword in his hand.

Under the leadership of the political commissar and Astra Militarum officers, the battle line not only did not collapse but began to move forward.

Although there were ferocious-looking insect monsters everywhere around them, they still persisted in moving forward.

"We need support! We need support!"

Marines wearing CMC power armor clutched the bolt guns in their hands and kept pulling the triggers, and dense bullets rained forward like raindrops.

However, in the face of such terrifying firepower, the dense swarm of insects showed no fear and still moved forward bravely.

"careful!"

Suddenly, several screams sounded. Several large and extremely fast monsters were seen breaking through the defense line and entering the corridor of the battleship.

Their sharp claws flashed with cold light, tearing apart the bodies of several marines in an instant.

"Stab it! Stab it! Stab it!"

In an instant, several shrill screams resounded throughout the corridor. The bodies of these brave warriors were forcibly cut open from the middle, and the scarlet and pungent internal organs flowed out from the huge wounds. The scene was horrific.

"Medic! Medic! Medic!"

At the critical moment, a group of medics wearing power armor with red cross logos rushed forward quickly.

They struggled to drag the injured soldier back to the top of the position and immediately began emergency treatment.

One of the experienced medics did not hesitate to take out a syringe and inject morphine into the wounded to relieve the pain.

"This will make them more comfortable and that's all we can do right now."

The medical soldier turned to look at the young and immature face next to him, and then spoke slowly.

More and more enemies are approaching like a tide, and those creepy and ferocious-looking monsters are engaged in a thrilling and fierce battle with dozens of other marines!

However, even the well-equipped CMC power armor is vulnerable to the monster's razor-sharp blades.

There is no doubt that human power seems insignificant in the face of such a powerful opponent.

"Back off! Ordinary soldiers!"

At this moment, a group of experienced veterans wearing Terminator armor stepped forward and quickly arrived at the front line. They moved in unison, dozens of them forming an impenetrable line of defense, and then launched a violent attack on the overwhelming swarm of insects.

The flamethrower sprayed out blazing flames, and the scorching high-temperature flames swept through; at the same time, the bolt gun fired powerful explosive shells, streaking across the dark corridor like meteors.

Accompanied by bursts of loud noises, thousands or even more springtails and fighting bugs fell to death in the hail of bullets.

"The rear of the battleship has fallen! The No. 2 macro gun area has lost contact with the command headquarters!"

"Report the damage!"

"25 Space Marines killed! Less than 2 Marines out of 200!"

Orders for losses were conveyed one after another. Akrol carefully observed the battle situation. He wanted to let the enemy show their strength to the maximum extent and use communication equipment to convey it.

"The cameras on our battleships record all combat data, and we need someone to take the backup of the cameras out."

Akrol looked at the crowd. The enemy had blocked all communication equipment, and he could only rely on this primitive method to convey the message.

"Recruit Aruke, I need your help."

Akrol looked to the side at the youngest Space Marine, who had only completed the transformation surgery less than 20 years ago.

"This is a device. Together with the video data of this battleship, you immediately enter the escape cabin of the battleship to record. We will maximize the enemy's strength for you."

Akrol pulled out the power sword from his waist. From the moment he came in, he had no intention of getting out alive. He was once labeled a traitor for betraying the Emperor and humanity.

But it won't happen this time. The loyal him and the last Space Marines will stick to every inch of the position, and they will let the sacred light of the Emperor shine in the galaxy.

"Please, Aruke, look at the sapphire-like sky of Holy Terra for me. It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life."

Akrol nodded, and the last few dozen Space Marines in the command room all entered the battlefield.

"Sage Gretel, I remember that the subspace engine can explode with great power after overloading, right?"

"That's right, Lord Chapter Leader"

The man known as Great Sage Gretel nodded, and then replied.

“How long do you need to overload it?”

"With 1 Terra, with 1 Terra, I can make the sacred God Machine radiate its power."

"Very well, may the Emperor bless you. I need you to quickly overload the ship's engines after receiving my order. At that time, we will lead countless enemies of the Emperor to hell."

"Understood, my lord"