Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Rumble! !

The whole earth trembled slightly, and the radiation sandstorm that covered the sky was still a hundred kilometers away.

Hawke in the trench felt the vibration and heard the terrible sound of sandstorms moving.

Hawke has never seen such a huge sandstorm, covering the sky and covering the sky, like the end of the world. The most terrifying thing is that it is also mixed with lightning.

There is no such terrible sandstorm in his hometown, only this alien planet that also belongs to the human empire has such a sandstorm.

This is the second planet of the Aobo galaxy.

Planet No. 2 is an earth-like planet. The colonists of the empire built hive cities on this planet to maintain normal production and life. .

Unlike hive cities in other worlds, the hive cities here extend downward.

The Aobo galaxy is a double star, and the strong stellar radiation bombards the four planets in the galaxy all the time, blasting them into barren land.

Hiding underground is undoubtedly a good way.

The entrance to the Hive City is a huge mountain. The colonists hollowed out the entire mountain to build an airport, and built a large number of buildings to collect solar energy to provide energy for the Hive City.

Such a structure makes the whole nest easy to defend and difficult to attack.

At least until the arrival of Hawke and others, the orcs failed to capture the hive city.

Hawke also didn't expect that his first battle in the Star Militia Army would be against the orcs.

They have defeated the orcs several times in a row.

But those guys will always make a comeback. If the space battle is not over, it may be difficult to end the war.

Hawke belonged to the 65th Regiment of Natal, a recruit regiment.

The Primarch needs enough troops to defeat the enemy and defend the fruits of reform.

The veterans were dispersed and assigned to different units to lead the recruits.

This ground battle was also Hawke's first battle.

The fear of death made his adrenaline soar, and even after the battle was over, it was still difficult to calm down.

"Those green skins are really disgusting." Castine said.

Hawk glanced at Castine, who was also tightly wrapped.

The heavy double-layer protective military uniform has completely concealed her good figure. Her young, collagen-filled face is flushed, and she is obviously bored.

The Emperor's cause requires the dedication of all men and women.

Castine belonged to the 68th regiment, and that regiment was all women.

There is no mixing of men and women in the Corps, and they are separated separately, which can be better managed and avoid some unhealthy tendencies.

"Which enemy of the emperor is not disgusting??"

Hawke made a humorous statement.

Kastin smiled, very pretty, like the little sister next door.

"It's over, let's go get some drinks," Castine said.

"That's naturally great. Such a beautiful female soldier invites you to drink, there is no reason not to go." Hawke laughed.

Kastin wanted to say something, but the harsh siren sounded.

Noisy voices came from a distance.

Along with the smoke and the wind brought by the storm, the orcs appeared before their eyes.

Those guys were driving terrifyingly transformed chariots, WAAAGH, WAAAGH yelling.

"Here they come," shouted the officer in black boots and carrying a laser pistol.

His voice echoed across the front through servo skulls.

The sound of artillery fire sounded, and beams of light and shells gushed out from behind the front line.

Medusa missiles, heavy cannons, and laser cannons are all firing, pouring ammunition without any scruples.

The rocky ground in front of the trench turned into a sea of ​​flames. Many orc chariots were blown over in the explosion, and the orcs, large and small, were blown to pieces, with their limbs scattered all over the place.

"These bloody bastards, hahaha." Castine's voice came, and she shouted, "All aliens deserve to die."

Castine's voice drew echoes from others.

The joy of the soldiers didn't last long, and the orcs rushed out of the flames brandishing their weapons.

They also pulled out those strange shapes, which looked very much like artillery made of broken copper and iron, and launched a counterattack against the human position.

A shell exploded next to Hawke, kicking up a lot of dust, and then the dust fell under the pull of the planet's gravity, making him covered in mud.

The booming explosion made his ears ring.

"Stand up and aim, they are coming." The squadron leader's voice came.

Hawk stood up, picked up his laser gun, stuffed the energy battery into it, and adjusted the output power as he did during training.

The orcs were approaching, roaring with excitement.

"Fire," growled the squadron leader.

Ruby-colored beams shot out from the trenches, densely forming a red intertwined network.

Countless lasers shot at the orcs, making them cry out in pain.

Hawk aimed at every enemy, trying to make sure his shots didn't miss.

Suddenly, a shocked voice came.

"By the Emperor, are these greenskins crazy?"

Hawk turned his head and found that it was another companion who was looking up into the air.

He followed the other person's gaze, and shock soon appeared in his puzzled eyes.

The guy called Gritt flew over with huge cannonballs in his arms.

A lot of grits were blown up before they hit the ground.

There are also some lucky ones who released the shells in time and landed in the trenches.

Hawke had to turn around and deal with these farts first. They were not tall, but their attack power was not bad.

Wielding all kinds of sharp weapons, he slashed at everything he could see.

The appearance of the Grits caused chaos in the human defense line.

With the help of the chaos, those powerful orc warriors quickly rushed across the line of fire, holding those thick-caliber muskets, and firing everywhere.

The defenses were in disarray, and the orc warriors were far stronger than grits.

Castine's desperate cry came from the side, and she hoped that someone could help her.

Hawk wanted to turn his head to see what happened, but he couldn't. He was also in danger.

An orc warrior was about to chop him into a pulp with a battle ax in his hand.

"Your enemy is me, alien."

A primordial space warrior dressed in blue and white rushed out from behind the line of defense, slashing at the orc with a powered long sword in his hand, and after being blocked by the opponent, he seized the gap and kicked the opponent to the ground.

Afterwards, the power long sword in his hand swung and chopped off the opponent's head.

"For the Emperor, for the Lord of Ultramar." The warrior roared and rushed towards the other orcs.

More Primaris Space Marines joined the fray, helping the Astra Militarum hold the line.

Hawke gets a break and runs to where Castine is calling for help, but it's too late.

Castine lay in the trench, blood dripping from the wounds that tore her torso, soaking her uniform, surrounded by the corpses of Orc Boys and Grots.

"No, Castin." Hawke shook his head, his eyes moist.

Castine is considered a considerate girl who can get along with anyone, is positive, courageous, and full of infinite loyalty to the emperor.

Eager to fight for the Emperor, for the Lord of Ultramar, but died in the first battle.

They just agreed to have a drink together.

Now, she has become a cold corpse.

"Hurry up and launch a countercharge with the Primaris Space Marines, soldier, don't feel sorry for the dead, she has fulfilled her oath and mission."

The squadron leader's voice came.