Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

When the fallen Iron Warriors appeared in the sight of the crew, the Lord of Mankind sitting in the sky... had already sentenced these fallen ones to death.

Although this trial was delayed for a long time, when death and destruction really came... it was still so shocking.

"Damn traitors, feel the great wrath of the Emperor!" Facing this group of death angels emitting chaos power, the loyal navy soldiers did not show any fear.

When the Iron Warriors stepped into the attack range of the navy crew, the brave mortal warriors pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Almost in an instant, the deafening roar dispelled all the sounds in this space.

The wave-type heavy machine gun mounted at the corner of the passage spewed out the Emperor's wrath! The fully charged ion beam emitted scorching heat, and then surged out of the restraint device like a tide.

The metal bullet and the scorching ion beam formed a suffocating storm! ! !

Facing this surging attack, even the power armor blessed by the Chaos Gods... could not provide much defense.

The brass fragments emitting a burning breath tore the power armor of the traitor, and the blasphemous body hidden under the armor... was completely transformed into a blur of flesh and blood and debris.

In just a few minutes, more than a dozen Iron Warriors fell under this surging attack.

Facing the bloody remains of his fighting brothers, the pupils of an Iron Warrior were burning with rage...

Once upon a time, the existence of Astartes was a dimensionality reduction attack for mortals.

Except for the extremely rare heavy vehicles and heavy firepower blessed by the God of All Machines, it was impossible for mortal warriors to use conventional means... to kill a Death Angel with a superhuman body.

But at this moment, facing the surging attack from mortals... the powerful Death Angel felt the breath of death on these ants.

For the arrogant Iron Warriors, this feeling is undoubtedly a naked insult! !

Although the Iron Warriors have long since betrayed the glory of the Golden Throne, each of them is still an absolute war master.

After a brief period of chaos, this group of pathetic fallen quickly organized a precise and effective counterattack like a scalpel.

A Chaos Space Marine with an eight-pointed star rune branded on his forehead stood at the forefront of the team with a giant storm shield in his hand and roared.

The wave heavy machine guns operated by the navy warriors are still spewing out surging firepower...

The brass bullets branded with the pure emblem shot out from the barrel, casting a steel torrent filled with death and destruction.

But in front of the Chaos Space Marines holding the giant storm shield, this level of attack still seems a little weak.

The brass bullets wrapped in terrifying kinetic energy hit the storm shield fiercely!

But this terrifying offensive that was enough to tear apart the armor of a light tank could not cause any ripples on the defensive position activated by the storm shield.

As for the equally threatening ion beams...

They also could not penetrate the giant storm shield blessed by the gods.

Under the baptism of ion beams and steel torrents, the fallen iron warriors finally came step by step to the brave mortal warriors.

After losing the advantage of heavy firepower suppression, the mortal warriors' exoskeleton power armor and the chainsaw swords in their hands... could not compete with this group of fallen angels of death.

There is no doubt that the fallen betrayers launched a bloody massacre.

The mortal warriors wearing exoskeleton power armor bravely resisted at the forefront of the team.

The exoskeleton power armor containing the crystallization of imperial technology briefly gave the mortal warriors the power of the Astartes.

But compared to the ceramic steel power armor, which has a defense comparable to that of heavy tank armor, the defense provided by the exoskeleton power armor is almost negligible...

Facing hundreds of Chaos Space Marines, dozens of mortal warriors wearing exoskeleton power armor soon met their doomed death.

After losing the protection of these warriors, the remaining navy crew members had no more power to fight against the Chaos Space Marines.

The brave mortal warriors were ruthlessly slaughtered by the fallen betrayers! The burning blood overflowing with loyalty was like some magnificent oil painting, spreading wantonly on the cold deck of the warship...

After a few short minutes, this passage filled with blood and death once again returned to its former silence...

The fallen iron warriors paid the casualties of eleven Astartes, and finally exchanged for the precious lives of thousands of mortal warriors.

The blood of the betrayers exuding the power of chaos mixed with the red blood of the loyalists. The scene at this moment was as tragic as an epic in an oil painting...

The fall of every mortal warrior is enough to be remembered by the entire empire! !

With their weak flesh and blood, they stand shoulder to shoulder with the demigods of war...

May the souls of these loyal warriors return to the Golden Throne! May the great Emperor have mercy on the souls of all the victims.

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The scene that took place in this steel corridor was not an isolated case.

In the various passages leading to the battleship's command cabin, the fallen Iron Warriors betrayers encountered resolute resistance from mortal warriors.

The loyal mortal warriors fell in droves like wheat being cut! But before they were about to return to the Golden Throne, they used their lives to offer their final loyalty to the Emperor.

Every passage, every corner, every shadow turned into a bloody battlefield...

Every step forward by the Iron Warriors betrayers was filled with the souls and blood of countless loyalists.

The sacrifice of the naval warriors was not useless! !

Under the heroic sacrifice of this group of loyal mortals, the Iron Warriors' progress was greatly hindered.

In the original plan of the Iron Warriors, they would completely crush all resistance on this battleship within three Terra hours.

But at this moment, five hours had passed since the fallen Iron Warriors launched the boarding.

And the Iron Warriors only occupied one-third of the area on the battleship.

And this does not include important facilities such as the injection ion reactor, power furnace, and energy cabin.

To exaggerate a little, the Iron Warriors' actual record at this moment is almost zero.

This is undoubtedly a naked insult to the sons of Perturabo who call themselves "masters of attack"...

Driven by anger and humiliation, the Iron Warriors' offensive against the Imperial warships became even more fierce! !

The mortal warriors' already extremely strenuous resistance became even more dwarfed at this moment.

Even the flagship of the fleet with the strongest defense can only support half a Terran day at most...

If no miracle happens, if the Emperor sitting in the sky does not show mercy, then this extremely loyal naval fleet... will usher in the doomed destruction today.

At the same time, in the Imperial Fleet Cruiser [Saint Celeste].

Similar to the situation of the fleet flagship, this small warship with a length of only two kilometers was also boarded by the Iron Warriors.

Although the Iron Warriors only sent a hundred Astartes to this warship, for the small warship with weak defense...these hundred Astartes are still a suffocating force.

At this moment, most of the crew members on this small warship have returned to the Golden Throne.

The mortal warriors, who lacked heavy firepower weapons, only caused negligible damage to the Iron Warriors' betrayers.

The ion reactor of this warship has been completely occupied by the betrayers, and even the energy cabin storing thousands of tons of promethium fuel... has fallen into the hands of the Iron Warriors' betrayers.

The surviving mortal warriors can only gather in the command cabin of the warship, relying on the heavy defense of the command cabin... to prepare for a decisive battle with the upcoming betrayers.

The captain of the warship, Lieutenant Colonel Laguerre Owenster of the Imperial Navy, looked at the mortal warriors present with a solemn look.

"Everyone, it is my greatest honor to fight side by side with you...!"

The captain's adjutant, an apprentice of the Inquisitor who once belonged to the Inquisition, pulled out an Emperor pendant from his slightly worn military uniform.

Even if death is already at hand! But under the shining of the Emperor's glory, these loyal mortal warriors still had no fear.

The pupils of the mortal warriors were burning with loyalty and passion!

"May our souls stand beside the throne!" The extremely loyal oath echoed in this silent space...

If no miracle happened, then this group of loyal warriors will dedicate their lives to the empire today.

At this moment, some strange sounds suddenly came from outside the heavy door of the command cabin.

It was a dull footsteps like a wild bull! !

The dull footsteps came from far away...

Soon, the owners of these footsteps had arrived outside the command cabin.

Even through the heavy door, the loyal mortal warriors could still feel the heavy breathing and undisguised malice of the betrayer.

Under the slightly nervous eyes of the mortal warriors, the iron warriors outside the command cabin began to try to break into the command cabin.

With a tingling sizzling sound, the scorching hot melt ray fiercely cut the hatch of the command cabin.

Although the hatch of the command cabin reached a terrifying half-meter thickness, it still could not delay the loyalists for too long in front of the hot melt ray specially designed to fight metal.

Just a few minutes later, the heavy steel door was melted by the scorching ray to create a huge hole.

The fallen Iron Warrior Terminator reached his palm into the hole, and then relied on his own brute force and the blessing of power armor... to forcibly separate the steel door weighing several tons.

Looking at the slightly shocked eyes of the loyalists, the Iron Warriors showed a scornful smile on their extremely blasphemous faces...

"Humph, weak mortals! Dare to be the enemy of the great Perturabo, this is the most wrong decision you have made in your life!!"

The betraying and tingling grin echoed in the command cabin of the battleship.

Facing this group of mortal warriors without any heavy weapons, the despicable betrayers seemed to feel that they had already won!

"Believe in the great Chaos Gods!" The Terminator veterans led by the Iron Warriors roared crazily, "As long as you are willing to give up your belief in the Corpse King, then the Iron Warriors can spare your lives."

The fallen Iron Warriors betrayers seemed to regard this act of depriving mortals of their faith as an ugly gift and mercy...

In the betrayers' extremely despicable worldview, as long as they can keep their lives... then any price is worth it.

But unfortunately, the Astartes who were completely distorted by the chaotic power in the Sea of ​​Souls... can no longer experience the beautiful emotions of loyalty and honor.

The fallen Iron Warriors still underestimated the determination of the Imperial warriors to resist.

"Believe in the Chaos God?" The captain's resolute face showed a trace of extreme contempt, "Only you damned betrayers will regard such blasphemous faith as a treasure!"

"Perturabo, the Primarch of the Iron Warriors, and the Chaos Gods who are full of malice towards humans are all a bunch of shit!!"

The captain's ruthless sarcasm made the Iron Warriors betrayers extremely angry.

The Father of Genes was insulted, which was something the Iron Warriors could not tolerate no matter what.

But before the Iron Warriors were about to torture these mortals, the brave mortal captain once again revealed a contemptuous smile.

"Despicable traitors, you will never understand what loyalty and honor are! Now, it's time to pay the price for your betrayal!"

"Welcome to the great judgment from the Emperor! Our souls will return to the Golden Throne, and you... will suffer eternal torture in the crazy sea of ​​souls."

Accompanied by an extremely angry roar, the captain of the Saint Celeste revealed a contemptuous smile.

The palm of this mortal captain, I don't know when, has pressed on a red button with a golden skull emblem.

The fallen Iron Warriors instinctively felt a bad breath.

The despicable traitors tried to stop the captain from pressing the button, and for a moment... the roar of chainsaws and bombs echoed in this empty space.

The metal fragments exuding a blasphemous smell easily tore the bodies of the mortal warriors.

But it was too late!!!

The mortal captain's wounded body had been torn in half by the shrapnel, but his palm...still pressed the red button fiercely.

In the last moments of his life, this loyal mortal warrior activated the self-destruct system of the battleship.

Almost in an instant, the alarm that made people's scalps tingle echoed in every corner of the battleship...

The servitor placed in the corner of the command cabin kept broadcasting danger warnings!

The dazzling red alarm flashed non-stop, and the ominous and dangerous atmosphere permeated every corner here...