Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

"where is that?"

As one of the Astartes' signature appearances, airborne strikes have obviously attracted the attention of other high-ranking officers.

The big nun Margarita, with the bloody rose logo on her burqa, turned her head to ask the representative of the Defense Force the first time she saw the "iron rain" falling from the sky.

"Area C, the visual distance should be between 117-119 defense areas."

Hornthorne flashed across his mind instantly, and rescued the commander of the Defense Force who was also confused from being questioned by the battle nun.

"We will go to support immediately!"

The great nun's enthusiasm for fighting is worthy of their title of "Bloody Rose", but out of various concerns, Hounthorn still stopped her action.

"It's not necessary anymore," said the company commander of the Imperial Fist.

Taking the data plate from the guard behind him, Hornthorne pointed to the defense zone division diagram of the Home Defense Force, and explained to the leader of the Battle Sisters:
"There is the edge of the air defense network of the fortress group, which has been out of the direct fire range of the fortress group;

Without the quick response support of heavy artillery, the defensive corps with a static defense cannot stop the first wave of shock from the company-level combat monks..."

Boom!

"I'm afraid that's exactly the case. This is a long battle, and we need to concentrate all our strength to keep the enemy out of the holy city."

"We can fight back!"

In a fortification in the center of the position, the communication device is still rustling.It's a pity that his master has been killed by the enemy's first wave of precision strikes, and he is doomed not to be able to respond to these calls...

Looking at the green data stream in the artificial pupil, the priest who came all the way from the foundry world of Huangquan No. [-], stopped downloading the access rights to the inner city database, and fell into a strange silence.

The muffled sound of thunder pierced through the torrential rain, making the ears of the soldiers in the muddy trench ache.Well, if there are any surviving soldiers.

"This is Saw Lin Viper, please tell me when you receive it."

Unfortunately not.

Among the marching Chaos Space Marines, an inconspicuous soldier stopped.The "officer" who led the team forward turned his head and signaled, and continued to move forward after getting the former's permission.

Thirty minutes had passed since the airborne strike, and it was usually just a post-lunch training session for the soldiers.But for the soldiers of the 30th Motorized Infantry Regiment of the Defense Forces, time has always been frozen at this moment.

In the position of several Astartes guards who were barely visible, the soldiers repeated the order in a low voice, and at the same time issued the latest tactical instructions on the data terminal installed on the arm armor.

As for that sacred object...

The 65th Motorized Infantry Regiment of the Home Defense Army is on the position with a width of 1 km and a depth of 3.5 km.

"So we can only watch their sacrifice?"

The body had been in its possession for hundreds of years, and more than ten years since its most recent activation.

In the communicator of the Astartes team, the communication signal from above the orbit is being connected, and after the communication array captures the specific position of the ground troops, the noise in the channel is rapidly weakening.

Before the retaliatory artillery coverage from the direction of the holy city arrived, it disappeared in the vast rain.
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Go back in time to a few minutes ago.

60 kilometers southwest of the holy city, the defense number is C-107.

All the high-ranking officers fell silent, and in the suffocating silence, the logo representing the Defense Force on the data board was slowly going out.

The advancing Astartes began to hide on the spot, while the team members in charge of finishing at the rear turned around and approached the airdrop pods loaded with ammunition supplies.

What do you want me to do to keep the troops on the ground safe?
What do you want me to do to ensure the concealment of tactical operations?
Do you use the few remaining fighter jets of the Luhang army?
That is our last hole card in response to the enemy's surprise attack! "

"Shusha... Eagle's Nest calling for Sawlin Viper... Eagle's Nest calling for Sawlin Viper..."

puff……

In his eyes, there is not much desire to collect.

Mechanic Priest Farias, who had just completed identity verification, shuddered and encountered an inexplicable system downtime.

Now, apart from the broken walls all over the ground and the corpses of the soldiers who resisted to the end, there are only the curled metal parts of the tanks and logging guns, which are still burning stubbornly under the pouring rain.

This visit to Ophelia 7 was purely impromptu. After all, in its long life, there were countless such competitions around a certain sacred object.

The white light flashed by the thunder flashed across the sky, illuminating the ravines and forests on the ground for a moment, and then dimmed it for an instant.

"Data self-check..."

With Hohenthorn's soul torture to the great nun Margaret, in a certain corner of the distant city of grace.

"What about the inner city? What about the inner city of nearly a hundred square kilometers?
Of course I don't doubt your courage, but what about the defense of the inner city?
You have already lost the holy object once, how can you guarantee that there is no one else lurking in the holy city today? "

Margarita responded tit-for-tat to Hohnthorne's roar, but Captain Imperial Fist's next words plunged her into an ignominious silence.

It has never encountered similar data errors in this body, and naturally has no experience in dealing with similar problems.

"The data is abnormal..."

"Battle Sisters are not afraid of sacrifice!"

Under the dim light, these iron giants covered with snake scales are indifferently using the bolt guns in their hands to execute the scattered survivors on the battlefield.

"We can't!" Hounthorne interrupted Margarita's speech, and looked at the angry fighting nun seriously:

However, no matter how many times a similar drama is performed, it can still arouse its special attribute called "joyman" which is completely different from its peers.

"Once they leave the absolute anti-aircraft fire circle around the holy city, any troops above the company will be attacked from the orbit!

Within a few minutes, the entire company completed the replacement of equipment for latent operations relying on the material reserves delivered together.

The blue steel boots are like a cold millstone, crushing the frozen and angry head of a political commissar;

"The main system is normal, and it is suspected that there is interference from an external data source..."

"Understood, give up hunting, and wait for orders."

"The detection array shows that the warthog is in the nest and there is no sign of support. The hunting plan is abandoned and the lurking is on standby. Please repeat."

After all, as an ancient race with a long history, there is no shortage of similar or more precious items in his collection.

So what are the treasures that are really worth collecting in the long river of time?

As a self-confessed collector with good taste, this mechanical priest, tentatively called Farias, is looking at the emperor's angels stationed here through the layers of steel in front of him with interest. direction.

"Wait, wait..." he whispered to himself.

Update.