Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

In an instant, the battle-hardened Space Marine Captain made a lightning-fast move and snatched the Gauss weapon installed on the warrior robot.

His movements were smooth and seamless, as if he had acquired a level of proficiency that had been honed through thousands of practices.

At the same time, Amipa on the opposite side showed no sign of weakness. The extremely sharp sword in his hand, with a fierce momentum, slashed towards the company commander like a storm.

Just as the captain was about to pull the trigger, Amipa's sword, carrying endless murderous intent, was approaching him.

In a flash, both sides launched fatal attacks almost at the same time.

The emerald green Gaussian beam roared out from the launch port of the Gaussian weapon like a roaring dragon, and rushed straight towards the oncoming Amipa.

Amipa's sword blade was like a meteor shining with cold light, rapidly falling along the deadly Gaussian beam.

In an instant, the entire fierce battlefield seemed to be pressed with the slow-motion button by an invisible giant hand, and everything slowed down.

Everyone present widened their eyes and watched this thrilling scene nervously, afraid of missing any details.

There was a deafening bang, and the powerful Gaussian beam hit Amipa's head accurately.

Since Amipa was not wearing a helmet, the blow completely shattered her at the molecular level.

Her originally beautiful face turned into dust in an instant, followed by her body and limbs, which disappeared into the air as if they had never existed.

However, this life-and-death battle did not end there. Although the brave and fearless Space Marine Captain successfully killed the powerful enemy, he himself was not unscathed.

During the confrontation with Amipa, a corner of his head was unfortunately cut off by the opponent's sword. Immediately, white brain matter mixed with bright red blood flowed out from the hideous wound on his head like a fountain.

At this moment, the company commander was gasping for breath, and every breath seemed so difficult and heavy.

His face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead and dripping onto the blood-stained ground beneath his feet.

But even though he was seriously injured, he still tightly grasped the Gauss weapon in his hand, staring firmly ahead. At this moment, the Space Marine Captain was somewhat glad that not only was he wearing a helmet, but the Iron Halo defense stance behind him was also activated to maximum power.

Although part of his head was cut off, fortunately he had the protection of a helmet and a defensive stance, so this minor injury was nothing to him.

"For Rogal Dorn!" With this roar that resounded through the sky, the Space Marine Captain raised the heavy grenade launcher in his hand high. His eyes were as firm as a rock, burning with endless fighting spirit and determination.

He was surrounded by a group of heroic Imperial Fists Space Marines in yellow power armor.

These brave and fearless warriors quickly responded to the captain's roar. They shouted in unison: "For Rogal Dorn!" The sound was as shocking as thunder, as if it could break through the shackles of the universe.

Under the tight cover of numerous and agile combat robots, the Space Marines rushed towards the enemy camp at lightning speed like a tiger descending from a mountain.

The various advanced weapons in their hands spewed out deadly flames, instantly wiping out all the enemies in the entire battleship.

Even the cunning and powerful Eldar commander Musias could not escape this devastating blow.

As a series of violent explosions resounded throughout the battlefield, the bodies of the enemies were blown to pieces, turning into balls of blood mist and broken limbs floating in the air.

Immediately afterwards, flags symbolizing the supreme authority of the Holy Emperor fluttered in the wind, proudly flying above the land that originally belonged to the Ark World.

At this moment, the fierce space battle is gradually coming to an end.

Although a small number of Eldar Arks took advantage of the brief gap in the Imperial fleet's defense and fought desperately to break through and escape, the vast majority of the remaining Eldar Arks sank under the fierce artillery attacks of tens of thousands of Imperial warships.

Those once majestic Eldar arks have now become piles of huge, dilapidated metal ruins. After losing power, they collided with each other and gathered together due to the gravity of the planet, forming one shocking large metal garbage dump after another.

After a thrilling and fierce space battle, the smoke gradually dissipated and the situation of the war had undergone a dramatic change.

Next, the crucial goal is to regain long-lost ground control.

A large number of Space Marines had just successfully completed the arduous and dangerous military operation against the Eldar Ark. They marched back to their respective battle barges quickly and orderly with firm and powerful steps.

After a short rest, these brave and fearless soldiers threw themselves into new ground combat without hesitation.

At this moment, the powerful Imperial Fists Space Marines also joined the battlefield like a torrent of steel.

What they brought was not only advanced weapons and equipment and superb tactical skills, but also an indestructible belief and strength.

With the strong support of this new force, the imperial army, which had already gradually gained the upper hand, is now even more powerful, and the balance of victory begins to tilt irreversibly towards the empire.

On the vast expanse of land, the lingering remnants of the Eldar were still making their last struggle, but facing the overwhelming offensive of the Imperial Army, their resistance seemed so pale and powerless.

At the same time, the terrible gap connecting the real universe and the warp created by the warp demons is being repaired little by little by the tenacious imperial warriors.

The battlefield was filled with continuous gunfire and deafening cries of killing. Countless hideous demons were blown to pieces by the fierce attacks of the Space Marines, their twisted and ugly bodies instantly turned into countless fragments that flew everywhere.

Then, these evil beings were ruthlessly exiled like stray dogs back into the warp filled with darkness and chaos.

After the thrilling battle finally came to an end, a detailed statistical report of the battle was handed to Yang Cheng like a heavy answer sheet.

When he opened the report, the first thing that caught his eye was the data on the casualties of each legion. It clearly stated: "Space Wolves, 964, Oath of the Warblers, 169, Word Bearers, 543, Imperial Fists, 36."