Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 186 WAAAGH

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The edge of the Onus sector.

A world that only had numbers, but now it has been determined to have fallen, so even the numbers have disappeared.

The Orks are besieging a stronghold.

These aliens are better known as greenskins.

They look like bipedal beasts with fangs and sharp teeth, but their beastly features are less obvious than those of beastmen.

He was strong and rough, holding aloft a crude weapon.

A large number of greenskins gathered together and washed over the defensive walls of the stronghold like a tide.

The green-armored Space Marines standing on the defensive wall were like rocks facing the tide. They stood firm no matter how the greenskins washed over them.

These green-armored warriors belonged to the Eighteenth Legion. They did not have any combat missions to complete on this planet. They were fighting here for only one purpose - to serve as the vanguard and ensure the survival of the mortals in this world.

But the situation was already very critical and no one could stay out of it. No matter whether they were men, women or teenagers, anyone who could hold a weapon was at the defense wall of the stronghold and fired at the greenskins.

The mortals, numb from the constant battle, simply pulled the trigger.

It seemed like there would never be a shortage of densely packed green-skinned orcs ahead.

The skin of these abominable and brutal aliens looks dazzling green under the scorching sun.

It was not until the first greenskin rushed up the defensive wall and chopped a Space Marine to death with a crude knife that the mortals woke up from their numbness.

That greenskin looked much bigger than the other greenskins.

No one knows how the rough, large blade in its hand could penetrate the Space Marine's ceramsite armor, but it has happened.

The Space Marine whose head was chopped off still maintained the posture before death, holding up the broken grenade launcher with both hands, in a blocking posture.

Behind the headless corpse stood a young man who was hastily changing bullets.

"WAAAAGH!!!!"

The huge green creature let out an incomprehensible war cry, casually pushed aside the still standing body of the Space Marine in front of it, and slashed at the young man.

The Space Marine who rushed over from the side quickly stepped forward and waved his weapon to block the knife, then raised his Phobos bolt pistol, stuffed it between the orc's fangs and pulled the trigger.

The greenskin's head exploded, and the huge corpse rolled down the defensive wall, knocking down other smaller greenskins who were trying to climb up.

The greenskins continued the siege, not feeling the slightest bit sad about the death of their own kind. Instead, they became even more excited. Some greenskins even jumped off the defensive wall they had already climbed over and came to the side of the Space Marine who killed the big greenskin to climb up again.

It's like challenging some worthy opponent.

While the stronghold was still under siege, the Space Marines who were concentrating on the battle suddenly saw tiny ice crystals falling from the sky, landing on their armor, weapons, and the bodies of the enemies.

A white transparent energy visible to the naked eye spread outward from the center of the stronghold, penetrating everyone's body and covering half of the greenskins.

The physical strength that was about to be exhausted in the battle emerged like a spring, the wounds on the body healed quickly, and even the spirit became lifted.

The green-skinned orcs wrapped in white transparent energy suddenly stopped moving, stood still for half a second like wooden men, and turned into snowflakes that were blown away by the strong wind.

The snowflakes gathered together and wrapped around the stronghold, and eventually the snowflakes turned into steel that wrapped around the stronghold.

The man on the defensive wall turned and looked behind him.

In the ice and snow, an unarmored Space Marine was the first to trudge out.

Behind him are two Space Marines wearing MK2 armor but painted in white and blue.

Further behind were two women.

"The Primarch of the 12th Legion, the Master of the White Knights Librarian, has arrived in this world." A Space Marine in white armor said loudly, "People of the 18th Legion, briefly explain the situation of this world."

The one who spoke was Chief Think Tank Varis.

"Sergeant Osiris of the 7th Company of the 2nd Chapter of the 18th Legion." A Space Marine with more scale decorations than the others jumped down from the defensive wall and loudly announced his name and affiliation.

The warrior named Osiris walked quickly to the visitors, took a breath, and continued his report.

"Our company was sent by the Lord of the Eighteenth Legion to defend this world, but when we arrived there were no regular troops left."

"We have been protecting two thousand people and fighting till now."

"There is another base on the planet. My company commander is fighting there, but I don't know exactly how many people he has. The communication was cut off by the aliens."

After saying that, Osiris took off his helmet, revealing his dark face, and saluted Qin Xia.

The organization of the 18th Corps and the 12th Corps is different.

The 12th Corps is organized into large companies, and one large company has a thousand people.

The Eighteenth Legion is a regular organization with battle groups and subordinate companies.

"The 12th Legion will soon arrive at the Onus Sector. The think tank troops and a cruiser led by me will enter the sector as the vanguard to assist you in the battle." Qin Xia said, scanning everyone present, "Stand next to the think tanks behind me, they will teleport you to the White Knight."

The stronghold is not populated only by mortals standing on the defensive walls helping with defense.

The sergeant named Osiris immediately prepared to go to the underground shelter in the center of the base to organize the evacuation of everyone.

But Kamas, the think tank editor who came with Qin Xia, had already headed for the shelter.

The sisters, Olena and Olya, followed.

Kamaz opened the door to the shelter.

The five hundred people inside raised their heads and looked outside the door in horror.

They are all children, the elderly, or the sick.

"stand up."

"Gather with the others and leave."

The two sisters' eyes glowed with black light at the same time, and they spoke at the same time.

Without any explanation or arrangement, everyone who heard them stood up at the same time and quickly lined up to leave the shelter in an almost instinctive manner.

The crowd gathered around Varis.

Varis opened the psychic portal and people filed in.

The ninety Space Marines from the Eighteenth Legion present did not move, watching the mortals enter the portal. They did not move forward until the last person left the planet and entered the White Knight.

Varis glanced at the steel that wrapped the stronghold, which gradually began to crack as it was struck. "Come in! What are you waiting for?"

Osiris saluted: "The Captain is in another stronghold. We must go to rescue our brother Captain and make sure the last mortal in this world is also sent into the portal."

"I will go." Qin Xia said, "This is not difficult for me, and I can complete it faster."

Osiris looked at the Librarians' shoulder armor.

The paint on the shoulder armor has changed, but they are the 12th Legion, and their deeds during the 12th Legion's Dogs of War period have not changed.

"Let's get out of here." The Orina sisters spoke at the same time.

Seventy Space Marines immediately entered the portal.

But Osiris and the remaining twenty men remained motionless.

Varis opened a portal directly under the feet of Osiris and others, letting them fall into the White Knight.

"The Eighteenth Legion is as compassionate as your Primarch, but they are too stubborn." Qin Xia turned to look at Varis, then pointed to the portal, signaling Varis and others to return to the White Knight. Varis and Kamath looked at each other quickly and walked into the portal.

"We'll accompany you to another base." Olya and her sister drew out their laser pistols at the same time.

"No, it's you who wants to go with him," Orina corrected in a low voice.

"I can handle it myself." Qin Xia signaled the two to leave quickly.

The two sisters thought about what they were good at, and whether they could really help Qin Xia if they went back to the past, or whether they needed Qin Xia to keep an eye on them, so they finally walked into the portal.

The stronghold was deserted.

Qin Xia raised his head and looked upwards.

A crack had been knocked into the steel that covered the top of the stronghold like a dome, and a green-skinned head poked in, screaming.

When the greenskins were about to break into the stronghold, Qin Xia disappeared in an instant, leaving only a laser grenade used by the Quadrant.

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The second base on the planet is in a city.

To be precise, it is no longer a stronghold, but a group of refugees who are fighting and running in the city after losing their stronghold, with only a dozen Space Marines protecting them.

Qin Xia and Feng Xue appeared in the distance of the refugee team.

Look around.

Small green creatures that looked like goblins from a fantasy RPG were banging on whatever electrical appliances they could find.

They are called fart spirits.

When the fart spirits discovered this sudden enemy, they shouted in the wind and snow, waving crude wrenches that were larger than their bodies and hitting the metal objects, making a loud noise.

Then there was a loud WAAAAGH sound, and a large number of green-skinned orcs emerged from all directions.

Qin Xia endured the noise made by the fart spirit and stood there waiting.

It seemed that they sensed the aura of a strong man, or perhaps some of the higher-ranking beings among these aliens issued an order. In any case, after the greenskins rushed up, they just surrounded Qin Xia and shouted.

Qin Xia's right eye glowed with light, seeing through the brief past and future, while his left eye remained unchanged, looking at the present.

He saw that among the large number of greenskins behind him, suddenly a few fart spirits flew into the air, and then fell to the ground and died.

The green orcs made way for a path.

There was a knocking sound.

Qin Xia knew that this might be the green-skinned boss about to appear.

Ordinary greenskins are just guys and little brothers.

In the battles among the greenskins themselves, some powerful greenskins will emerge as winners. These powerful greenskins are the greenskins called bosses.

Whether it is the green-skinned boy or the boss, they are of the same origin and species, but the boss is bigger than the boy.

This is because the greenskins have a magical power called "the power of thinking".

Change reality with thoughts.

When a green-skinned boy is regarded as "Awesome!" by other green-skinned boys because of certain behaviors, his size and combat effectiveness will change.

"Hehehe! Shrimp! Hehehe! Big shrimp! Hehehe!"

A shout came from behind.

This shout was not spoken in human language, but Qin Xia found that he could understand it.

Perhaps this boss had talked with humans before, or even negotiated with humans as a messenger, leaving other greenskins with the impression that "I think this boss can communicate with shrimps, so amazing!" Therefore, humans can understand every word this boss says.

Qin Xia turned around.

A boss came out surrounded by green-skinned boys, dragging the machete in his hand on the ground. When he walked in front of Qin Xia, he casually killed a row of green-skinned boys and kicked a fart spirit away.

"Hehehe! I like to kill big shrimps! Hehehe!"

The boss's nose twitched.

The green boys cheered.

The green-skinned boy who had followed the boss all the way grabbed two fart spirits and slammed them on the ground, creating even more intense noise and bringing the atmosphere to a climax.

It also wants to say something, to boost the atmosphere.

But Qin Xia had already rushed forward towards the boss.

The machete was picked up and swung.

Qin Xia rushed forward quickly, lowered his body to avoid the blade, punched the boss's hands with both fists, quickly caught the falling machete, turned 180 degrees and chopped off the boss's upper body.

This killing method, which is more visually impactful than psychic power, caused the greenskins to cheer collectively.

The green-skinned guys immediately pounced on the person who killed the boss with crude weapons in their hands. They wanted to kill this human because this human was stronger. Whoever could kill him would surely be able to prove that he had stronger power and thus become the new boss.

Qin Xia took the initiative to face the oncoming greenskins, sometimes smashing their heads with his fists, sometimes kicking away the fart spirits with his feet, and sometimes picking up the weapons dropped by the greenskins and slashing them hard.

"Fuck! Waa ...

Qin Xia roared loudly and cut through the spine of a green-skinned boy.

Even these words that Qin Xia said deliberately had a provocative effect on the greenskins.

The greenskins couldn't understand human language, but they could understand the character's mentality at the moment from Qin Xia's words: shouting and fighting, excited, high-spirited, and wanting to kill more greenskins.

Qin Xia's fighting spirit and brutal fighting style made the greenskins happier. Even if the greenskins scattered in the city could not hear the sound coming from above, they could intuitively realize that there was a tough guy to fight somewhere in the city.

When Qin Xia used psychic energy to shatter all the greenskins in a straight line, the greenskins who were chasing the human refugee team began to evacuate in large numbers, leaving only a few greenskin boys who were beaten and threatened by the bosses.

When the greenskins had almost gathered, Qin Xia reached out to catch a boy who jumped over, and crushed the boy's head with force. Finally, after the greenskin's body fell to the ground, it turned into a pile of snowflakes and dissipated on the spot.

Qin Xia appeared in front of the fleeing team and opened the psychic portal.

After a brief moment of shock, the refugees rushed towards the endless ice and snow at the shouts of the company commander.

Qin Xia, together with the captain of the 18th Legion and the remaining Space Marines, stayed behind and fought with the incoming greenskins until the last one to retreat.

A fart spirit in the distance was watching Qin Xia, the last person to enter the portal, and was shaking with excitement.

"This... this shrimp is so WAAAGH!"

The fart spirit was filled with WAAAGH inspiration. He picked up a large wrench and smashed the materials he had collected, eventually making a helmet with a backpack attached.

The fart monster hung a backpack on himself and put on a helmet. By chance, a green-skinned boy saw the equipment made by the fart monster and approached the fart monster waving a machete.

The fart monster raised his hand, his helmet glowed, lightning shot out from his fingers... then the fart monster and the green boy died together in the explosion of the helmet.

But a short little spirit in front, who was being carried on the boss's back and constantly refilling weapons and ammunition for the boss, saw this scene.

The fart spirit started to rack his brains, wondering why the helmet and backpack exploded.

“No…hiss…no…hiss…”

"I think the treasure made by that idiot...hiss...is not WAAAGH enough!"

(End of this chapter)