Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Jubei City has entered a state of martial law.

Making things with unprecedented efficiency.

All the factories are working continuously day and night.

Ordnance factories, smelters, weapon assembly workshops, refining areas, ore warehouses, manufacturing hangars and more.

Every factory is working without any rest.

Those workers are required to work the longest hours.

Red-robed specialists, miners and workers lined the hot furnaces and noisy production lines.

Every corner of the city is filled with continuous noise and muffled vibrations.

This sound is very obvious on the street.

Everyone's face is very dignified.

The approach of war made this forge city more solemn and the atmosphere more depressing.

In the name of Holy Terra, in the name of the Emperor, in the name of Guilliman.

The great sage Proy issued a war mobilization order, requiring Jubei City to enter a state of first-level combat readiness.

All productive forces were released immediately, civilian industrial products were all abandoned, and all were producing military equipment.

A steady stream of weapons are manufactured, laser guns, bolt guns, laser cannons, missile launchers, and cannons are manufactured from the assembly line.

The armored vehicle rumbled down from the vast assembly line, and the heat of welding was still radiating from the body surface.

Vaulted hangars and entire city-sized assembly areas were devoted to the production of untold numbers of ammunition and guns.

And the people who use these ammunition and guns are coming from all over the world.

Jubei City has its own airport.

At this time, the airport is also in a state of overload.

The betrayal of House Lucian has left many Loyalist units in trouble.

There is no logistical supply, and he was attacked by Chaos troops for leaking the location.

Jubei City provided them with weapons and ammunition, and at the same time assisted them in withdrawing to Jubei City.

The limited capacity of the airport was used to the extreme in order to meet the needs of friendly forces.

Jubei City needs to airdrop supplies to those trapped troops, replenish weapons, ammunition and medical supplies to those troops, and transport the wounded and important personnel away.

Such a huge demand keeps the airport running non-stop, and I dare not waste any time.

Three Thunder gunships flew in from a distance with flames and thick smoke. The director of the airport had to order the ground crew to clear the apron for them and evacuate the people nearby to prevent the damaged gunships from causing an explosion, which would be meaningless. casualties.

The gunships groaned to a halt in the clearing reserved for them.

Amidst the hissing sound of air pressure, the hatch slowly opened.

A group of scarred soldiers came down from above.

It was Jess and the others who had evacuated.

while heading to the evacuation point.

Once again they were attacked by the enemy.

A force of Chaos Warriors, Daemon Engines and a Chaos Cultist, two Warhound Titans, attacked the extraction point.

They are powerful and fierce.

Jess and the others were unable to fight against the war dog-level Titans, and were beaten to collapse one after another, and finally escaped by luck.

The evacuation point suffered a massacre. The troops and civilians who tried to evacuate from all directions were massacred, and blood flowed into rivers at one point.

Severed limbs and broken arms are everywhere.

Weeping refugees wailing for salvation, only to be crushed by the Titans.

Those Chaos cultists have no humanity at all, and they killed everyone there.

Neither children nor women were spared.

Despair and pain are the best sacrifices to the gods.

Jace couldn't forget the last scene he saw.

The bright red flesh and blood mixed with the soil became extremely dazzling in the sun.

After Jess stepped off the cabin, he fell silent.

He has seen too much sacrifice and death.

The betrayal of House Lucian had dire consequences, and many died as a result.

Wives are abandoned, husbands die senselessly and tragically, children cry in the refugee stream and are finally killed.

The emperor's angels were covered with scars, but their appearance still gave the people in the airport a lot of confidence.

The refugees who escaped by chance recited prayers and hymns when they saw their arrival, with hope in their eyes.

Jace could read their thoughts in those eyes.

Every soul is traumatized by war.

They longed for the Space Marines to end these sufferings and restore life to its former peace.

Jace didn't meet those eyes, he couldn't bear the expectation contained in those eyes.

Facing the chaotic offensive, they have been failing and retreating in panic.

Those civilians who should have been protected were massacred wantonly by the enemy.

Their screams echoed in Jace's mind.

Their blood stained every inch of the battlefield.

"This is our last stop. If we can't stop Chaos' attack, we have no choice but to die here."

A wolf warrior who lost his eyes whispered.

The other fighters did not speak.

But they all thought it was their own voice.

Great North City is the Empire's last hope to hold Vigilus.

Even if they die, they will die in Jubei City.

Jess agrees, there's no way out for them.

Once Vigilante falls, the situation in the Empire will be unmatched.

Humanity really will usher in the end.

Behind them is the future of mankind, and there is no turning back.

"I'm glad you guys arrived in time."

Walking into Jubei City under the leadership of the machine servant, Jess and others, planning to prepare for the final battle, met the great sage-Proy.

"We paid a very heavy price. We abandoned those civilians who should have been protected by us, and came here at all costs." Jess' tone was a little heavy, and it was helpless to abandon those civilians and mortal troops.

Once you hold on, the Warhounds and the forces of Chaos will kill everyone.

In the case that only some people can escape, it is undoubtedly the best choice to let the Primaris Space Marines with combat power leave first to participate in the final battle.

It's just that doing so filled Jess and the others with guilt.

They should have protected those innocent people, but left them mercilessly.

"Your decision is very clear. The Regent of the Empire requires us to treat every life equally, but you and I both know that the value of life is never equal, especially at this critical moment, some people are more important, and some people It can be given up." Proy's voice was very mechanical, without any humanity or emotion, but he was right.

Jess felt better, he changed the subject and asked about the current situation.

He wanted to see where the Marauder's offensive was pushing.

"This is exactly what I want to tell you." Proy waved his hand.

Three servo-skulls flew over, opening mouths made of brass.

Laser beams shot out from the open mouth, forming a holographic three-dimensional image in the air.

In the image are densely packed red dots. They dispatched from Saint Port City and crossed the dry seabed to enter the Northern Continent where the Giant North City is located.

Taking a closer look, the scale of those red dots is very large.

Cultists with chaotic runes all over their bodies, knights who rebelled against the empire with the Lucian family, as well as demon engines, Titan Legion and so on.

Seeing the huge size of the enemy, Jess' expression became serious.

Such a terrifying army, they couldn't hold it for long.

Obviously, they will die here.

"The enemy has been dispatched." Proy explained in a mechanized voice, "They will cross the seabed of the warning sea and attack us. I have communicated with the knights, and they will serve as the first line of defense to stop the enemy Fang Taitan's march, just don't have too much expectation about it. The power of the Titans in our hands is too weak, it is impossible to stop them"

"On the eastern mountain range, there is also a force approaching, and some of them are heretic Astartes. These guys need you to deal with them. Only Astartes can kill Astartes."

"Also, the situation in the eastern mountain range is very complicated. Years of excavation have made it full of deep mine tunnels. Gene stealers have occupied it after the riot. You must be careful. Once you enter there, you may be greeted by a multi-party melee."

Jess listened to Proy's information, nodded, and had a certain judgment on the current situation.

They currently still have the Great North City.

But the big predator has been dispatched, and the final battle will soon begin.

Their winning percentage is infinitely close to zero.

"I'm sorry, I gave you such a dangerous mission when I first arrived, but now, we have no choice." The mechanical sage Proy apologized to Jess and the others.

As soon as I got down, I had to go to the battlefield to fight desperately without even drinking my saliva.

"It doesn't matter, we were born to be thrown into the most dangerous places." Jess said, "We will set off after the armor is repaired and the ammunition is replenished."

"I have ordered a foundry to be cleared out, where you can repair it. The armor repair technicians are already waiting for you." Proy said.

Jess nodded.

Proy was silent for a moment before continuing, "May Omnissia be with you."

Going to the eastern mountains to stop the enemy is undoubtedly a moth to the flame.

But now, there is no good way.

Jubei City needs to buy time to lay artillery and build defenses. It cannot let the opponent drive straight in. In that case, Jubei City will fall within a few days.

"May you and I both return to the throne of the emperor." Jess performed a sky eagle salute, and then walked away.

The other soldiers left behind him.

They have to repair the armor and then go to the front without delay.

Mechanical Ark.

Regula looked at the daughters of Jiaoyang Legion.

Jiaoyang Legion is a very special legion.

Every pilot in the Legion is a woman.

They set off with Calgar's fleet to support Vigilus.

The fleet lost its way in the warp, and many people felt uneasy about it, fearing that they would not live up to the expectations of the Imperial Regent.

However, the many pilots of the Jiaoyang Legion still maintained their peace of mind.

With the help of the sage Regula, they adapt to the new war machine.

"You should adapt to a brand-new war mode." The sage Regula stood on a high platform and looked down at the carefully selected pilots, "Time has changed, and the old magic machines can no longer meet the needs of the empire. And the old faculties are playing less and less of a role in the grand enterprise of the Regent."

"You need to learn to adapt to the new divine machine, and the amphibious Titan of the Thunderbird Sky is your future partner. You must integrate with them, manipulate them to become the sharp sword of the empire, and cut through the darkness that wants to cover the entire empire .”

After saying this, Regula asked the assistants to continue to help them conduct tests and do a good job of neural connection.

Aniya watched the mechanical sage leave, and many sisters walked to their testing workshop with the help of the priest.

"Lord Aeniya, this way."

Two mechanical priests and the relic administrator serving the legion came over.

Aniya could only follow them.

Walking into the large workshop, the scorching metallic smell of engine oil came to the face.

The workshop is very busy, and a streamlined fighter jet with a length of 60 meters is parked in the workshop.

It adopts an anti-gravity suspension fixed design.

Without the landing gear of a conventional fighter.

Rely on an anti-gravity field to hover.

Heavy rumbling booms hang from the roof, adjusting the details of the fighter jets.

At the same time, he picked up a bucket full of giant shells and slender missiles and transported them to the fighter plane's arsenal to fill the fighter plane with enough ammunition.

The fighter is equipped with a titan-class weapon, the lava cannon.

This cannon signal weapon has been in service for tens of thousands of years in the empire.

After Guilliman returned, members of the Mechanicum modified it, making it more powerful and more stable.

There are lava cannons, Destroyer short-range missiles, revolving laser rapid-fire guns and other short-range weapons.

There is also a power lance for close quarters combat, capable of crushing the armored defenses of an Apocalypse Titan.

A Thunderbird is enough to easily crush a hive city.

In the center of the fighter plane is a plasma energy supply pile, which is used to supply energy to various areas of the fighter plane.

The fighter is also equipped with three deflector shields and one void shield, which can be opened by the pilot freely.

The superior performance of the Thunderbird can be said to have brought a huge challenge to the old fighters of the Empire.

Once it can be installed in actual combat, many foundry worlds of the empire will surely usher in a phase-out of outdated production capacity.

There is no comparison between the old fighters and the amphibious fighters like the Thunderbird.

will inevitably be eliminated.

Many thick and heavy cables with horizontal stripes extend from the ceiling of the hangar, connecting the energy core buried deep under the shield with the armored torso of the fighter.

These cables are used in addition to checking the operation of the plasma reactor.

It also injects a steady stream of energy into it, allowing it to be nurtured by an imprisoned star.

With the help of the technician, Aniya stepped onto the platform and took off all her clothes, revealing her youthful body.

The two machine slaves picked up the nozzles, turned on the nozzles, and washed Ainiya's body with a special potion.

Sterilize her and stimulate the activity of her superficial nerves for better access to the system.

Aenea was young and barren, so her skin was taut and smooth as milk.

The mechanical priest's metal fingers slid on the surface of the skin, checking the status of the data interface, ensuring that Ania could be connected to Thunderbird's main control system.

"No problem." A mechanical priest said in a deep voice, "All interfaces have been tested, please enter the operating cabin."

Aisha nodded, and she walked towards the Thunderbird cockpit.

The Thunderbird cockpit is nothing like any other cockpit.

It pursues high maneuverability, and its speed in the atmosphere can reach the first speed in the universe, which is eight kilometers per second.

With such a fast speed, if it relies on manual operation, it may be too late to react.

The use of intelligent control violates the red line of the empire.

For this reason, the driver and the fighter can only be connected by nerves, so that the two can be integrated.

That is to say, like the Titan, in that way, it is like wearing a suit of clothes, making the machine an extension of the body.

The human brain has a computational capacity comparable to that of advanced computers.

Under normal circumstances, the brain capacity that ordinary people can use only occupies a part of the brain, while more brain capacity is used to coordinate other areas of the body.

It's as if a person wants to stand up, his consciousness will issue this instruction, and then the other parts of the brain will split and execute it. After completion, the feedback will be given to the main consciousness.

The act of standing up looks very easy.

It's just such an instruction issued in the human mind.

It can be implemented, but the steps are very cumbersome.

It is necessary to transmit relevant information to the corresponding muscle mass, control their contraction and expansion, allow other parts of the body to adjust, and keep the center of gravity from falling.

Afterwards, relevant information must be transmitted back to the main consciousness, such as when standing up, something is stuck, something is on the leg, the leg is numb, and so on.

Then wait for the command to be issued again, and then execute the relevant operation.

This alone already needs to occupy most of the brain capacity.

It was often said in old Terra that the human brain was only five percent developed.

In fact, this statement is absurd.

The brain has been used to a very high proportion, and the remaining areas are redundant areas to deal with special situations.

Many areas of the brain are used to store everyday data.

A high-definition photo in the computer has a volume of tens of megabytes.

Human beings are receiving the input of surrounding information all the time.

Sounds, smells, images, temperatures, etc., these data are so huge that the storage space alone takes up most of the brain.

What's more, a running system needs to be loaded, otherwise, human beings will collapse.

In the empire, many people use tactical computers.

But they all used computers loaded with integrated systems.

Integrated systems transform complex binaries and data into understandable images and text.

Then people can use the computer easily.

But if the people of the empire were to use binary to operate computers, many people would be dumbfounded.

Complex binary is enough to drive many people crazy.

In that case, using a computer would become a high barrier to entry, which would be detrimental to the development of the empire.

The same is true for human beings. If the brain is not equipped with an integrated system, then human beings are likely to starve to death as soon as they are born, and they will not be able to reproduce at all, which is very detrimental to the reproduction of the race.

The subconscious mind is responsible for coordinating the work of other parts of the body, and at the same time transforms various problems and difficulties encountered into concepts that the main consciousness can understand.

After receiving feedback from the subconscious mind, the main consciousness takes action to solve various problems encountered by the subconscious mind.

Do People Feel Hungry Because the Stomach Talks?

no.

It is the relevant nerves that detect that the stomach is empty and the nutrients are not enough.

The subconscious integrates this information and conveys the concept to the main consciousness.

The stomach is already empty, and food can continue to be replenished.

After a while, if there is no food supplement, the prompt will be turned off so that the stomach will no longer secrete gastric juice.

This is why people are hungry for a while and then not hungry.

When the food is seen, the subconscious mind will give the message again.

When you get busy wholeheartedly, the main consciousness will also reject these information and focus on the matter at hand.

In this way, people feel that when they are busy, they are not hungry at all.

In fact, you rejected the information, so you are not hungry.

Actually, you are already hungry.

It's like the ancient emperors who didn't hear the news of famine and war, naturally thought that the world was peaceful and their country was as stable as Mount Tai.

In fact, just because you haven't heard the news doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

The potential of the human body is terrifying, and after strengthening, it is comparable to any soulless machine.

The neural link is to empty the brain that originally processed the body data and use it to process the data of the machine, so that it can better control the war machine.

Aniya lay down in the cockpit, and the nutrient solution was poured into it, soaking her.

The oxygen-rich fluid would fill her stomach and cavities in her body to protect her from the overweight squeeze caused by the speeding fighter plane.

During the acceleration of the fighter plane, there will be a force acting on the human body. It is difficult for a normal human body to withstand this acceleration. If it is light, it will consume the potential of the body and die easily.

After injecting the liquid, Aenea's body was immobilized.

Avoid the violent shaking of the Thunderbird during combat causing her to be thrown.

"Activate the tentacles of the cerebral cortex." The voice of the mechanical priest came from outside, the mechanized dull voice lacked any emotion and humanity.

Enya heard a soft hiss as the neck ring extended.

And out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the wire cockpit slithering from the retaining ring.

Aenea allowed her mind to relax, preparing herself for the momentary pain of entering the system.

Many silver tentacles, like worms, followed her smooth skin to each holy interface, causing her to feel a bit of pain.

A part of the tentacles enters the skull from the nerve interface on the forehead, and finally connects with the neurons of the cerebral cortex.

The fleeting cold pain inside the head made Ainiya let out a low snort.

But she soon relaxed, and that familiar and wonderful feeling struck again.

She merged with the fighter.

A vast sea of ​​information and data poured into her mind, and the tentacles of the cerebral cortex screened and shunted it, sending it to areas of the brain that were not normally used.

Allow her to feel every part of this gigantic machine as if it were an extension of her own flesh and blood.

Within a few milliseconds, the hypnosis-implanted instrument buried deep in the subconscious part of the brain has been activated, and the pre-war inspection situation has been analyzed.

All kinds of data suddenly lit up inside her eyeballs.

Displaying telemetry information about weapon readiness, fuel levels, and millions of other bits and pieces.

The main control system helps her command this fighter plane that contains the empire's top technology.

"How's the situation? Aenea."

The biological administrator's voice sounded, and Aniya subconsciously manipulated the monitoring probe on the fighter plane to look towards the voice.

The figure of the relic administrator appeared in front of her eyes.

He was already an old man, with a rather robust body, tall and thin, wearing a robe with the mark of the Jiaoyang Legion.

Sacred parchment was pasted all over his body.

This is a very wonderful feeling.

She saw the world through the eyes of a Thunderbird.

At this moment, she is the destruction machine.

"This time the situation is good." Ainiya's voice came through the communicator.

That voice was very much like hers, specially tuned.

It's actually just a synthesized sound.

Aenea's body was in a state of sleep.

Her consciousness has been offline from her flesh and blood body, and she has become the soul of the Thunderbird fighter, and it is impossible to speak.

"The data detection is normal, please complete the transformation." The mechanical priest next to him was expressionless. He looked at the tactical screen in front of him and gave instructions to Ainiya.

Transformation is the most difficult part of the Thunderbird, a war vehicle.

The airframe changes give the driver a sense of twist.

To this end, Regula has developed two different control systems. When the transformation is confirmed, the system will be switched directly, allowing the driver to go offline and then go online again to take over the war vehicle after transformation.

But even so, switching between different forms in a short period of time is a burden to the human body, and it takes practice to suppress this uncomfortable feeling.

Aniya gave the command to switch the form to the main control system.

Then, it went dark.

The people outside watched the hovering fighter plane making continuous clicking sounds, and the various parts changed rapidly to form a fifty-meter-tall Titan.

The Titan transformed from the Thunderbird fighter is slimmer and more streamlined than other Titans of the Empire. The whole body is silver and looks full of technology.

A power spear hangs on one side of the arm, a lava cannon hangs on the other side, and a missile system and a propulsion system are behind it.

Even after transforming, Thunderbird's propulsion system can still be used, but it can't fly too fast.

When the light reappeared in front of Ainiya's eyes, the fighter plane had completed its transformation and stood on the ground.

The anti-gravity suspension system is still working, making it more flexible and agile.

"How does it feel?" asked the Mechanic Priest.

Ainiya looked at the power spear in her hand through the mechanical prosthesis, and moved it a few times, very smoothly, as if using her own body.

"Perfect."

"There is no problem with other data, you will be allowed to join the Vigilante campaign, Ainiya, please behave well." The mechanical priest said.

"Don't worry, I can't help killing those stupid traitors, let them fear and cry in front of the new magic machine. In the name of Jiaoyang, we will definitely bring the punishment of the imperial regent."

Aenea's voice came through the sound generator, deafening.

"Psionic beacon detected."

A navigator lying in the nutrition cabin screamed in pain.

"Is it Eldar?" Calgar asked.

"Yes, it belongs to the Spirit Race. According to the database calculation, the beacon should be located on the Vigilante."

Calgar's chief psychic think tank said with certainty.

"Enter physical space immediately." Calgar shouted.

[Prepare to enter the physical space. 】

On the bridge of the Victory Laurel, the machine slave screamed.

Many crew members controlled the Victory Laurel together, broke through the barrier, and rushed into the real universe.

They quickly exchanged all the data they got using connected neural cables.

Massive amounts of information have been stuffed into the calculation matrix. If the thinker array hadn't been upgraded, I'm afraid it would be paralyzed at this moment due to the huge amount of data.

Scenes and scenes appeared on the screen in front of Calgar.

The Imperial Navy is at war with the Chaos Fleet.

The entire void of Vigilante was filled with flashes of torpedoes and missiles, and spears of light emerged, forming an extremely terrifying firepower net.

Wreckage is everywhere, and dead people float in the icy void.

Calgar didn't hesitate, "Join the battle and tear those idiot's ships apart, the Empire will win."

"Empire shall prevail."

"Empire shall prevail."

The voices of many captains will be heard in the communication.

They have been trapped in the warp for so long, and they are already full of anger.

Now, it's time for Chaos to pay the price.

Vigilante.

Pieces of distorted energy tore through the night, covering the entire mountain range in dark purple light.

The dark clouds rolled across the sky, like being pulled into a huge tornado, circling around a certain dot.

The thunder streaked across the rain, showing many strange silhouettes against the night sky.

The sky is weeping, pouring unearthly oceans down on the ground, tearing the atmosphere into jagged edges.

Unholy energy roared through the air, drowning everything in an ocean of ether.

At the feet of Anvir, who stood on the edge of the battle, lay the corpse of a Word Bearer.

Beside him, guards wielded exquisite longswords, forming a death spiral around his body.

Killing those enemies who tried to get close to the prophet.

Anville's face was full of bitterness.

In the distance, the magic crown shining with black light is shooting a ray of light towards the sky, making the crack in the sky more conspicuous.

Those guys used the blood sacrifice to pry the power of the gods, amplified the power of the Black Stone Demon Crown, tore apart the stable space structure, and destroyed the anti-subspace force field.

This is just the beginning.

Anville realized that the troops he brought could not stop the madness of the Word Bearers.

He began to enter a meditative state, using the huge etheric power to separate the enemy from himself, and then retreated.

Countless images appeared in his mind.

The fuzzy picture of the present, the past, and the future revealed for him a terrifying corner of the future.

Blood will soak Vigilus, and the Empire loses its last way.

The galaxy will be a plaything in the hands of the gods.

There will be no relief from that eternal pain.

Everything will turn to dust.

Everything will be reduced to ashes.

Anville didn't know whether these were true or not. He suppressed these weird things, immersed his mind in the etheric ocean currents, and set off a thunderstorm with strong willpower, forcing the Word Bearers back, and then He left the battlefield with his guards.

"Calgar has come to the star field of Vigilance Star, and he has received the beacon reminder from us."

Just as Anville left the battlefield, he got another message.

On the one hand, he sent people to perform the ceremony and guide Calgar's arrival. On the one hand, he personally led a team to try to destroy the laying of the Black Stone Demon Crown, but the power of the Word Bearers far surpassed him, and this plan failed.

"Time is running out." Anville responded with a bitter face.

"Then what should we do? Prophet, if it doesn't work, let's evacuate. We have sacrificed too many compatriots for human affairs." A personal guard asked.

He didn't want to sacrifice any more for human affairs, too many companions had left.

The combat skills of the Spirit Race are very superb.

But facing the Word Bearers, they couldn't take advantage of it.

Almost all of the surviving Eldar warriors were wounded.

"No!" Anville shook his head, "Once human beings fail, who in the galaxy can act as the opponent of Chaos? We are just the afterglow of the ancient empire, and we will be easily wiped out by those evil people. The day when human beings fail Day is the moment when the Milky Way is completely plunged into the abyss, and we cannot give up. Without humans, it will be difficult for us to survive, let alone rebuild the Eldar Empire."

"But what else can we do now? Human beings can't take it anymore, they are doomed." The guard said just now, "Even if Calgar lands, the Blackstone Demon Crown Ceremony has reached the last moment. The Nachmond Corridor will be closed soon.”

"Contacting Calgar, only by uniting can we have the last chance of survival." Anville said, "As long as the other party fails to completely complete the Blackstone Demon Crown Ceremony, the Human Empire still has a glimmer of hope."

Watch out for the dry seabed of the sea.

The war belonging to the god machine is starting.

"Face the fear, servants of the corpse emperor."

The warrior-level titan belonging to the dead skull titan made a mocking sound, stimulating the nerves of the loyalists.

From the profane spire of the Warlord Titan hung many captured captives.

Space Marines, mortal officers, and even knights who had the misfortune to be captured.

They were stripped of their armor and held atop the titans with spikes and spears by the inhuman Cultists of Chaos.

Those people are tortured, but they can't get relief.

Dark red blood flowed down the wound, soaking in the Titan's body.

They witnessed the ferocity of the warrior-level titans, but they were powerless to change anything.

The Chaos Traitors used this method to torment those individuals, psychologically damaging to the morale of the Imperial loyalists.

"The running dog of the evil god." Captain Sai Tan roared, he is the pilot of the warrior-level Titan belonging to the Great North City.

He rode the Titan Mech and rushed towards the enemy.

If you want to humiliate the Empire, be prepared to pay the price.

Compared with the famous Death Skull Legion 10,000 years ago, Jubei City has only one warrior-level Titan, which is completely crushed in terms of numbers.

If it weren't for the assistance of many knight titans loyal to the empire, Jubei City wouldn't even be qualified to fight against the Deathskulls.

However, the difference in size and firepower between the two sides cannot be bridged by courage alone.

The Titan Corps of Jubei City fell into a disadvantage. They could only rely on the complex canyon on the seabed to conduct guerrilla attacks against the Death Skulls Corps, delaying their speed as much as possible.

However, in the face of the crushing firepower of the opponent, the Titan Corps of Jubei City made their best efforts, but it only slowed down the opponent's footsteps, unable to change the fate of inevitable defeat.

Captain Sai Tan manipulated the battered warrior-class titan and continued to move forward.

The enemy titan that showed off its might has already fled.

At the position just now, there were only two Titans that came to support each other, and there was an explosion sound, and the wreckage burned in the flames. The crew members howled and cried in the flames, and finally there was no sound at all.

Captain Saitan had no expression on his face, he walked in the canyon on the seabed to track down the enemy.

With one against three, not only did he not lose, but he also defeated the opponent, leaving two behind.

Unfortunately, that guy ran too fast.

Captain Cyber ​​was not found in the end.

Fortunately, he found another enemy.

He adjusted the muzzle and shot at a stealthy Warhound Titan frantically.

He has hunted many times his enemies.

The arrogant and clamoring warrior-level titan was beaten and fled in embarrassment by him.

It paid a huge price for this.

Sai Tan knew very well that he could not go back.

Today is his last battle.

These days, every enemy killed is earned.

The War Dog-class Titan tried to sneak to the flank with the help of the complex environment of the seabed canyon, and then launched a charge, trying to hunt and kill the Titan controlled by Captain Saitan.

The cyber captain will let the opponent know who is the real hunter.

The desire to hunt flashed all over the War Dog, and the joints at the waist were howling while running. It can be imagined how the relay work of the War Dog Titan's stabilizer was almost on the verge of collapse and explosion.

【Go to hell, servant of the Corpse Emperor. 】

The fragmented codes from the Warhounds, apart from chaos, were mixed with anger, fanaticism, and foolish loyalty to Abaddon.

Damn you.

Captain Saitan roared. He closed the shield and poured all the energy into the weapon.

Power spears danced by titans, spin stabilizers screamed, and screeching warning runes floated on every interface Saitan could see.

But he ignored it.

The stabilizer on the leg was hit by the war dog, and he staggered and almost fell down.

The warhound let out a sound of excitement, but it underestimated the sacrifice a hunter could make.

The power lance gained kinetic energy in the hands of the high-speed spinning warrior-level titan, and it precisely hit its head.

Clean and tidy, brutal and terrifying.

The heads of the War Dog Titans were blown off, the void shields were shattered, and the missiles exploded.

The pilot inside also slid out of the cockpit, burning in the air.

It was scorched black amidst the screams, and hung upside down on the fallen war dog-class titan, like a prisoner being executed.

"Kill +1." Captain Sai Tan smiled as he looked at the fallen War Dog Titan.

But he was not happy for a while, several missiles came with trailing flames and hit the Titan's knee, completely paralyzing its final ability to move.

It turned out that a warrior-level Titan that was beaten by the cyber captain and fled in embarrassment appeared in the field of vision.

Obviously, the other party came for revenge.

"Coward." Captain Cyber ​​growled.

In the previous battle, the coward had left his companions and fled like a bereaved dog. Now, taking advantage of his inability to fight any more, he ran back for revenge.

He didn't even dare to confront him head-on, and only dared to take advantage of people's unprepared sneak attacks, which was extremely shameful.

To die at the hands of such a person, Captain Cyber ​​was very angry.

He turned on the overload button of the energy pile and pressed it down.

[The self-destruct device has been activated, and the countdown has begun. 】

Hearing this voice, Captain Cyber ​​touched his old partner who had been with him for many years, and sighed.

Years of fighting made him regard this Titan as his friend.

Now that I personally press the self-destruct button, I feel somewhat unbearable.

He disconnected the neural connection, took out a pack of cigarettes from under the seat, lit it, and smoked.

The Titans, aware of the powerlessness of Imperial loyalists, resisted.

The other party controlled the Titan and walked over, aiming the artillery at the head area where the cyber captain was, full of warning.

Others climbed up and tried to capture the crew members alive.

Their speed was very fast, they broke through the Titan's shell, entered the cockpit, and walked in front of Captain Cyber.

"Drop your arms and hunt down the traitors of the corpse king," said a Chaos cultist.

Cyber ​​exhaled the last puff of smoke.

"damn you****."

Before he finished speaking, there was a rumbling sound of explosion, and flames surged up along the energy pile, flooding the cockpit in an instant.

The huge explosion knocked all nearby enemies into the air, and even the mighty warrior-level Titan was severely blown up, with one leg blown off.