Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

The two sickle-like appendages at the front of the springtail flashed a chilling light in the dim environment, as if announcing their deterrent power.

The sickle-shaped appendages not only have powerful attack power, but can also grab prey in an instant and tear it into pieces. This terrifying creature is daunting.

When the springtails charge, their figures are particularly conspicuous in the swarm. They quickly shuttle through every corner of the battlefield, and their sharp sickle appendages ruthlessly tear the enemy's defense line. In battle, springtails always rush to the front line without hesitation, using their terrifying attack power to open up a bloody path for their comrades.

The dense springtails rushed to the imperial soldiers in the defense line like a tide. These springtails are so large that they seem endless, which makes the imperial soldiers in the defense line feel tremendous pressure.

If the ordinary soldiers of the planetary defense force were standing here at this moment, they would probably be in a hurry because of the charge of the swarm!

These brave warriors are usually rigorous and serious in training. They never retreat in the face of powerful enemies. However, the Zerg's attack method is weird and fierce, which makes them face great pressure in actual combat.

As for the recruits who have just been recruited from civilians, they may lose the courage to resist directly due to lack of experience and psychological pressure when facing the cruelty of war.

But unfortunately, the ones standing here at this moment are the Krieg Death Corps, which is famous for its worship of death and extremely high victory rate.

They are dressed in black armor and holding sharp swords, as if they are messengers from hell. Their eyes are full of indifference and ruthlessness, and they treat the enemy mercilessly, which makes people terrified.

Facing the charge of the Zerg, the Krieg warriors did not show any fear in their eyes hidden behind the gas mask. It seems that he is ready for this fierce battle. His hands are tightly holding the weapon, his body is tense, and he is always ready to deal with the upcoming enemy.

These brave imperial warriors have been silently paying for the empire all their lives. They shoulder a heavy mission and are filled with endless guilt.

They raised their shovels without hesitation on the battlefield to defend the empire and the dignity of the empire. The short-barreled shotgun was a sharp weapon in their hands. They were not afraid of the enemy and pulled the trigger bravely.

With a deafening roar, countless small steel balls were pushed out of the barrel by the primer, and scattered in this small and confined space like flowers scattered by the sky.

For dealing with this group of springtails and knifeworms with only basic defense, the short-barreled shotgun in the hands of the Kriegs is undoubtedly a good choice.

This weapon has shown excellent performance in battle with its powerful lethality and wide range of applications.

Although the range of the short-barreled shotgun is short, its high explosive power and strong penetration make it easy to deal with these enemies with basic defense. In battle, the Kriegs use short-barreled shotguns skillfully.

Not only that, this firearm also has a high accuracy, allowing the Kriegs to maintain a high hit rate when attacking the enemy at a long distance.

Every roar of the shotgun can take away more than three digits of Zergs. The dense steel balls like smoke are flying around, and the area within a dozen meters beside the Kriegs has become a death zone.

This is a dangerous area, full of unknowns and fears. Any creature that dares to step into this area will face a cruel fate. Here, the roar of the shotgun is like the call of the god of death, ruthlessly tearing apart every Zerg that dares to challenge.

But as the number of Zergs that broke into the defense line gradually increased, the Krieg warriors who were originally at ease began to show a trace of fatigue.

They faced waves of enemies, each of whom had tenacious vitality and crazy desire to attack. Although the Krieg warriors were brave and fearless, their manpower and combat effectiveness were limited after all, and the long-term fierce battle made them begin to feel tired.

Death is just another new beginning for the Zerg, and the compatriots who were torn into pieces beside them cannot make the Zerg feel any fear.

The Zerg has extremely strong vitality and adaptability. They can learn lessons from death and continue to evolve and develop.

These twisted monsters from outside the galaxy poured into the defense line like a tide. They were fearless and attacked the Krieg people frantically.

Four hours after the start of the war, the Krieg people, who had been suppressing the Zerg, finally felt tremendous pressure for the first time. They had to face the cruel reality: the Krieg people suffered casualties for the first time in the defense line.

In this war, the Krieg people have always been invincible. With their strong fighting power and firm belief, they successfully resisted the attacks from enemies from all sides.

But these twisted monsters from outside the galaxy put them in an unprecedented predicament.

These monsters are ugly in appearance and cruel in temperament. They seem to have no fear of death. Even in the face of the powerful firepower of the Krieg people, they do not retreat.

A knife worm jumped high from the ground, like a flash of lightning cutting through the darkness, and then spread the membrane wings hidden in the chitinous carapace, like a sharp dagger.

It drew a graceful arc in the air and flew towards a Krieg warrior like a meteor.

The knife worm was very fast and approached the Krieg warrior in an instant. The warrior stared at it nervously, with a vigilant look in his eyes. Just when the knife worm was about to touch the warrior, it suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the warrior like a bullet.

Under normal circumstances, this brave warrior would not hesitate to raise the shotgun in his hand or wield the solid engineer shovel, making this evil worm that dared to invade the sacred territory of the empire pay a heavy price and let it disappear forever in the flames of hell.

But after a long war, the bodies of the Krieg warriors have reached their limits! They are exhausted, as if they are shouldering the responsibility of the whole world. The once agile body has now become staggering; the once sharp eyesight has now become blurred.

The shotgun, which is regarded as the second life by the Krieg warriors, has exhausted all the ammunition. All these loyal warriors can rely on is the engineer shovel covered with green blood in their hands.

Facing the knife worm close at hand, the exhausted Death Legion warrior let out a deafening roar. His eyes flashed with a firm light, staring at the knife bug, as if swearing that he would never retreat.

His hands clenched the weapon, his muscles tensed, ready for the upcoming battle.

The roar of the Death Legion soldiers echoed on the battlefield, like thunder, shocking the surrounding enemies. His voice was full of determination and courage, as if announcing to the world that he would rather die on the battlefield than let the knife bug invade the land he was guarding.

The engineer shovel held tightly in the hands of this brave warrior streaked across the night sky like a meteor, instantly illuminating the darkness of the battlefield. The sharp shovel blade drew a bright arc in the air, like a sharp lightning, strongly impacting the enemy's vision. At this moment, the shovel blade stabbed the ferocious knife bug swiftly, as if to tear it apart.

The knife bug instantly felt the strong pressure from the engineer shovel, and its fragile body seemed so vulnerable in front of the sharp shovel blade.

Just like a fragile leaf that cannot withstand the attack of the strong wind, the knife worm twisted its body in pain, trying to escape the clutches of death. But the soldier's determination was as firm as the engineer's shovel, and he would never let the enemy escape punishment.

But unfortunately, it seemed that the fatigue from the depths of his soul had seriously affected the soldier's state. The strength that had inspired him to move forward countless times has now become a heavy burden. Although his eyes were still firm, he could not hide his inner fatigue.

The Krieg warrior was still a step slower!

At the moment before the knife worm completely lost its vitality, this ugly insect stabbed its only remaining appendage into the soldier's heart.

Although the knife worm's appendages did not carry any toxins, the Krieg warrior was still killed. At the last moment before his life was about to disappear completely, this loyal warrior roared out the oath that he had repeated thousands of times.

"For the great empire, for the great imperial regent and the Lord of mankind! The human empire will live forever!"

The body of this respectable warrior slowly collapsed to the ground. He fought until the last moment of his life. Throughout his life, he always adhered to the oath he had made on the death world of Krieg. In order to defend the empire, he threw himself into the battlefield without hesitation.

Because of special historical events, the Krieg Corps has a special worship of "death". In this corps, death not only represents the end of life, but also a symbol of glory.

The warriors of the Krieg Corps showed tenacious perseverance and firm belief. Despite facing powerful enemies and harsh environments, they never retreated and always maintained high morale. It is this unyielding spirit that has enabled them to achieve great success on the battlefield.

These warriors, who are shrouded in a dark black, are like ghosts from the abyss. They face death and the process of death without fear.

In their eyes, the meaning of life is not to pursue personal glory and happiness, but to bear the sins brought by the betrayal of the mother planet. They are the loyal guardians of the planet Krieg, interpreting faith and responsibility with their lives.

In the long history of the planet Krieg, there was a past that was too painful to look back on. At that time, the rulers of the planet Krieg abandoned the morality and faith they once believed in because of greed and short-sightedness, leading to the moral decline of the entire planet and the spread of war.

In order to redeem the crimes of their mother planet, the Krieg people vowed to repay this blood debt with countless lives. So they selected a group of brave warriors, let them wear black battle robes, and embark on a journey full of thorns and challenges.

In their hearts, death is not terrible, but a kind of relief, because they believe that only death can free them from sin and find eternal peace in another world.

They firmly believe that only by having a glorious death on the tragic battlefield can the great Lord of Humanity forgive their sins.

They are willing to defend the dignity of the emperor with their lives and write heroic chapters with their blood.

This unique worship of death stems from the unique concept of life and death of the Krieg people. In their view, death is not the end of life, but the entry into another eternal realm.

It is this belief that endows the Krieg people with fearless courage and makes them warriors in battle. In the battle sequence of the Empire, the fearless style of the Krieg Death Corps is unique, and its high casualty rate can even be ranked in the top three.

The death of comrades did not affect the morale of other Krieg warriors, but inspired them to have a firmer faith. On the battlefield, life and death separation is the norm, but they know that every sacrificed comrade fights for a common goal and belief.

The surviving Death Corps soldiers are not shrouded in sadness. They know that grief cannot change the situation of the war, but will weaken their own strength.

They silently sorted out the equipment for the remains of their comrades and searched for all the useful materials from them to ensure that the sacrifice of their comrades would not be wasted.

The comrades have fallen, but the survivors will continue to dedicate their lives to the great Lord of Humanity and the Regent of the Empire with the will of their comrades.

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The war on the agricultural world of Talvina has reached an extremely tragic level. From the beginning of the war to now, every minute and every second, there are imperial warriors fighting bravely on the battlefield, and their souls return to the golden throne.

In this war, countless families were broken, innocent civilians were displaced, and the whole world was shrouded in a bloody and firey smoke.

The agricultural empire of the Tarvina world was originally a peaceful and peaceful place. However, the sudden arrival of war completely changed the scene here.

The invasion of the swarm of insects made the land full of smoke and war. In order to defend their homes, the imperial warriors had to join the battlefield and fight a desperate battle with the enemy.

In the war, every imperial warrior showed a tenacious spirit of struggle. They were not afraid of hardships and used their lives and blood to compose tragic heroic hymns.

The once peaceful and peaceful Tarvina has now become a hell on earth! The birdsong, flowers, laughter and joy there have now been replaced by endless crying and painful screams. In this land, terror and despair spread, suffocating.

Facing the surging Zerg swarm like a tide, the loyal Imperial warriors did not flinch. They relied on the not-so-strong defense line tightly, and stubbornly blocked the invasion of the Zerg swarm at the cost of their own lives.

In this battle, the Imperial warriors faced great pressure. The Zerg swarm was huge, seemingly endless, and attacked the defense line wave after wave.