Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 137 Grand occasion
The enemy seems to have realized who they should prioritize eliminating.

When Angron and Qin Xia stood on the God Titan and descended into the battlefield through the Warp rift, a large number of Zerg aliens gathered and rushed towards where Angron was.

The orders received by the 10,000 warriors brought by Angron and the 50,000 warriors who were previously transferred to replace the 10,000 warriors were to break out of the defense line and try to get close to the middle area where the 36th Company was located, searching for the alien's nest while fighting to avoid the main attack position being outflanked by the aliens.

"Can we now teleport the God-King Titan directly to the battlefield?"

Angron stood on the armor with an expression of disbelief.

He remembered that when they raided the fortress territory in Nuceria, they had to wait for a while before the portal could be opened. It was very difficult for everyone to go in and out...

Teleportation capabilities have since improved rapidly, but teleporting a war machine in a battleship to the surface has never been attempted.

"I feel like I was able to do that before." Qin Xia raised his hand, watching the psychic snowflakes he had unconsciously created fall onto his hand, "I just didn't dare take such a risk. But something that happened before convinced me that I'm very capable, and it's not difficult to teleport a Titan to the battlefield."

Qin Xia clenched his palms, and the psychic snowflakes quickly melted in his palms, turning into a trace of psychic energy that he sensed he could use.

Opening a psychic portal to transport a Titan from the battleship to the surface would drain all of Qin Xia's psychic energy.

But the problem is that Titans will pass through the subspace so there is no consumption.

Qin Xia spent two years exploring and studying the extremely convenient and unexpected capability of the subspace portal.

The compass and signboards that were previously used to perform the subspace teleportation ability were no longer necessary. He found that he could open a portal in a more direct way and tear a rift in the most appropriate place in the real universe to pass through.

It seems that you can do it if you want to, but it also seems that you can’t do it if you want to.

For example, before the Hound's Fang incident, it was impossible to create a rift large enough to allow a warship to leave the subspace and enter the real universe, and attempts had confirmed that it was impossible.

But on the Hound's Tooth, Qin Xia was extremely sure that he could tear open a rift without a navigator and make the ship appear exactly where it should be.

"My psychic talent is like the subspace itself. How it works, how to use it efficiently, how to improve it... are all difficult to figure out." Qin Xia couldn't help but sigh.

Psionic talent, subspace.

Those two words were like a switch, and every time Angron heard them, an image from the past would come to his mind.

A handsome gladiator named Caesar was about to use his powers as usual, but then his head exploded and he died.

“Perhaps this strange psychic gift has some undiscovered dangers…” Angron lowered his head in thought, “It would be best to use that ancient void shield to teleport huge objects in the future.”

After saying that, Angron turned and looked at Qin Xia.

Qin Xia lowered his head in thought, and suddenly muttered to himself: "Maybe this has something to do with where I am. When I am in the real universe, the subspace has little influence, and the use of psychic energy will be suppressed. On the contrary, in the subspace, of course, it is like a fish in water."

"Well, you didn't listen to what I said at all." Angron felt a little helpless.

"If you had ordered the Legion to deploy the army using the Void Shield's teleportation ability, I wouldn't have had to open a separate portal for the Titan." Qin Xia responded, "You insist on trying to deploy the army without the Ancient Void Shield. What should I do? Should I wait for the Titan to be slowly placed on the surface after our assault is over?"

“Just ignore me.” Angron looked ahead.

The automatic weapons on the God Titan are bombarding the black flowing ocean in front of them.

That was not an ocean, but a terrifying number of alien insects.

Most of those aliens have no long-range attack capabilities, no long-range attack capabilities in the strict sense, and can only spit corrosive saliva a few meters away.

But there are still a few bugs that can spray a cloud of venom like a catapult.

The venom was able to pass through the void shield because of its slow speed, but even if it did, it was still easily blocked by the defensive force field on the Titan shield.

“It would be cool to be on top of a Titan,” Angron pointed at the venomous swarms flying down from the ground. “But I think we’d better get into the cockpit.”

"I turned the cockpit into a warehouse." Qin Xia looked embarrassed. "You won't even have room to put your butt in there."

As soon as he finished speaking, Angron raised his hand and motioned Qin Xia to wait a moment.

Qin Xia raised an eyebrow, wondering what Angron wanted to say.

“So this war machine has always been remote controlled?” Angron looked surprised. “When you were standing on top of it on Nu Saturn, it wasn’t that you found a temporary pilot, but that there was no one in the cockpit, and you controlled it remotely.”

"After being sent to Nusa, this Titan has become more adaptable to my control methods." Qin Xia nodded, "So I control it remotely."

Angron was a little confused.

He knew the power of the God Titan. When this war machine first appeared in front of everyone, it single-handedly defeated an armored force composed of knight mechas and a large number of light and heavy tanks.

If there is a small mistake in the control of this Titan, the consequences will be terrible for both the enemy and our own side.

"You didn't think the first time I used this thing I sat in the cockpit with my right hand on the stick and my left hand on the buttons and clacked them?"

"Of course not. The original control system of this damn thing didn't recognize me at all. After Nuwei dismantled the control system and replaced it with a new one, my control over it not only didn't weaken, but it strengthened."

“What’s the difference between me staying inside and me staying outside?”

"..."

The people fighting with the bugs below and behind the Titan couldn't hear what the two were talking about at all.

Occasionally they would see the resolute figures of the Gene-Father and another man standing on the Titan during battle, and then some imaginations would emerge in their minds.

The Gene Father might be like this. He opened his mouth to comment on the shortcomings of Perturabo's defense arrangement.

He kept silent about how to achieve more victories and glory for the 12th Legion and himself, the Primarch, in the future Great Crusade.

He was bold and vigorous in his efforts to rule the country.

No matter what the warriors who came with Angron or those who had not seen Angron before thought, when they saw Angron's appearance, they fought more swiftly and fiercely.

They all craved the Primarch's approval.

As for the Eighth Assault Company and its Captain Kahn, who had previously been fortunate enough to participate in the operation to welcome back the Primarch, their battles were more like getting familiar with a new weapon and equipment.

The assault company was always the unit that rushed to the front. Even in the 12th Army Corps, which specialized in annihilation warfare and was extremely ferocious in charges, the assault company was the fastest and fought the most fiercely.

Kahn and his company were soon surrounded by the Zerg, but they did not lose the upper hand at all.

As the chainsaw axe chopped wildly at a fat insect, an insect hiding in the dark sprayed venom at Kahn.

Kahn noticed the attack, and when he had the urge to defend himself, the silver vines attached to his arm armor like reinforced armor flew out and turned into a semi-arc-shaped barrier to resist the incoming venom.

When Kahn took out his bolt pistol and prepared to shoot the clever bug that was attacking him, the silver vine flew out and turned into a spear on the way, piercing through the body of the clever bug, and then came back to help Kahn block another sneak attack that he noticed.

Kahn has an amazing ability to learn and use new weapons and equipment. Others are not as good as him, but they are not far behind.

Because of the existence of silver vines, the pressure of battle was greatly reduced, and Kahn even had the energy and time to think about how this thing worked.

The principle...of course he had no idea, but Kahn could at least tell that this equipment produced in Nukeria had some extremely advanced mental link technology, which could read the user's thoughts and then respond.

Like an extended limb.

Whether it is the materials used, the various technologies, or other aspects covered, there is obviously no way to trace and figure it out.

The fact that this creation called Silver Vine can be produced in an ancient workshop on Numata is a great fortune considering that humans have lost a lot of technology.

“They use Silver Ivy quite well.” Angron turned his gaze away from the Eighth Assault Company and the 10,000 men who were also using Silver Ivy. “Perhaps because they are smarter, have faster reactions, and have more experience, they seem more experienced than the regular army soldiers who have been using Silver Ivy for many years.”

"It's obvious." Qin Xia nodded slightly.

When the two were about to discuss more about Nukeria's equipment, a sudden report in the communication channel interrupted the conversation.

"Father." It was Kiel's voice. "Captain of the 36th Company reporting. Two months ago, during an offensive operation, the 47th Battalion of the 4th Legion was sent to carry out a mission to destroy an alien nest, but they were intercepted by aliens."

"The company commander reported that the 47th Battalion will pass by a human outpost that is who knows how many years old. They will most likely stay there and wait for reinforcements."

After saying this, Kiel remained silent, waiting for the Primarch's orders.

"I thought the relationship between the 12th Legion and the 4th Legion was so bad, but it turns out that my brother just doesn't welcome us." Angron said helplessly, and then quickly issued an order, "Dispatch the 8th Assault Company and the 18th Company to carry out the rescue. I will lead the team myself."

Just as Kiel was about to accept the order, Angron gave another order: "Tell the others to prepare to return to the defense line. This attack is just a test. I will make a more detailed battle plan after we return to the defense line."

"Yes." Kil accepted the order.

Angron walked to the edge of the Titan's top armor, Widowmaker in one hand and the heavy machine gun he had used in the Colosseum uprising in the other.

He loved that machine gun.

Standing at the edge, Angron faced Qin Xia and patted his breastplate.

Qin Xia glanced at Angron and nodded silently.

The Titan moved towards the vague outline of the building complex in the distance, and the large number of weapons on it began to clear a path through the alien swarm.

Angron fell backwards and finally fell into the psychic ice and snow created by Qin Xia.

"World Eater!"

"Rescue friendly forces!"

Angron roared out of the snow and rushed across the battlefield, clearing a bloody path through the insect swarm alone like a whirlwind.

The 8th Assault Company and the 18th Company had already arrived near the Primarch, with company commanders Mago and Kahn following on both sides.

The other companies did not withdraw immediately, but decided to follow the Primarch and fight side by side for a while before retreating.

Qin Xia watched on the Titan, releasing a psychic spell from time to time to clear the bugs.

Qin Xia felt his blood boiling after witnessing Angron fighting side by side with the Space Marines.

In the 30K era, the Space Marine organization had not yet been reorganized from legions to chapters due to certain events. A company in the XII Legion had nearly a thousand people, which was equivalent to the size of a chapter in later generations.

And now there are 60,000 Space Marines fighting on the battlefield.

They were crowded together, fighting under the leadership of the Primarch.

This is a grand spectacle that can only be seen in the 30th millennium.

(End of this chapter)