Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 144 A beautiful day starts with boarding

Rumble——! ! !
The earth-shattering explosion made the sky and the earth pale in comparison for an instant!
The terrifying explosion flames, mixed with the dazzling light, formed a fireball covering a diameter of several kilometers. A mushroom cloud hundreds of meters high rose up under the stunned expressions of the loyalists!
The whole earth seemed to be shaking. The violent shock wave was like a substance, blasting the chaotic debris all over the place, like wheat in a field, being overturned in pieces!
The flames are blazing and the smoke is billowing!
The scene was suddenly in chaos. The chaotic debris that had an absolute advantage in the previous second and was screaming and howling were destroyed on a physical level by the explosion of the battleship in the next second!
Astartes?

Stop joking. Even if the Dreadnought comes, he will still be blown away. Not to mention the power armor. That thing will be no different from a piece of paper under the explosion of the light speed engine!

Among the more than three hundred Chaos Astartes, some managed to escape because they rushed slower, but nearly two hundred Chaos Astartes were permanently turned into part of Roselle in the horrific explosion.

As for the demon armies of Tzeentch and Khorne, and even the cultists, they suffered even more casualties. Because they were too concentrated, two-thirds of them were wiped out in an instant!

Alvin felt that if there was a battle report system, his mind would probably be buzzing non-stop at this moment.

This wave, at least I am an MVP!
On the eve of the battleship explosion, Alvin hid in the alien universe, but soon came back. Looking at the chaotic debris with heavy casualties, he felt so happy!
"I'll teach you to hold a grudge! I'll teach you to find a big demon to torture me!"

Alvin finally vented his anger, and felt so relieved that his muscles and bones felt numb. "I'm going to wipe out your army in one go, let's see what you have left!"

On the other side, in the foundry.

Looking at the alien battleship, which took the initiative to crash into Chaos and caused heavy losses to the enemy, greatly relieving the pressure on his side, even Leon couldn't help but twitch his face. After a long time, he complained: "Loyalty, too loyal!"

Isn't that loyalty?

The alien, driving the battleship, took the initiative to crash into the Chaos side before crashing. They are so loyal. If the Inquisitor comes, he will probably give them an award!

Of course, as a member of the empire, he certainly couldn't say that, so Leon thought about it and directly pulled the battle flag and roared: "Everyone, this must be the emperor's blessing, we will definitely win!!!"

What heresy? That is clearly the Emperor's blessing!
Among the excited crowd, only Tucker opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at the location where the battleship exploded, and took a breath of cold air: "My Emperor, could it be... that kid made such a big noise?!"

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In orbit, the World Eaters strike cruiser.

The World Eaters can be traced back to the Great Crusade. The Primarch was Angron Talkiel, a useless Primarch who could be called a "legend" in 40K.

When talking about Angron, one topic that cannot be avoided is the "Butcher's Nail" on his forehead.

It is said that this is an ancient technology from the Dark Ages that can give the recipient great power, but will also make the recipient fall into the control of anger.

Because of this, Angron was jokingly called the "Butcher's Nail" on his forehead, which is his true self.

There were rumors in the Warp that the real Angron was dead a long time ago, and the one who is alive now is simply a nail turned into a spirit.

From this we can see the reputation of the World Eaters Primarch, Angron the 'Slasher' in Warhammer.

As luck would have it, most members of the World Eaters were also forcibly implanted with the "Butcher's Nails" by their Primarchs.

God knows why Angron gave Butcher's Nails to each of his descendants. Maybe he thought it was a fun thing.

Due to various reasons, during the Horus Heresy, the World Eaters were the first legion to betray the Imperium.

But after falling into the arms of Chaos, the World Eaters were divided.

It means literally, from the original legion form, it split into many Chaos warbands. Although they all originated from the "World Eaters", they have been fighting for tens of thousands of years and have already integrated many other new forces, which are very different from the original World Eaters.

Although the Chaos warband that invaded Roselle was a World Eaters Legion, it had a new name, the Bloodskull Warband!
Not long ago, they had ambushed a passing Astartes regiment in the Warp.

The result was unexpected. It failed. Not only did the loss suffer a heavy loss, but it even earned the Blood God's disgust.

In order to regain his honor, the leader of the Blood Skull War Gang, Piazas, took the initiative to take on another mission. Following the instructions of the 'Blood God', he led the Chaos War Gang and descended on the Roselle Nest!

This is a great action to regain honor and regain the blessing of the Blood God.

However, just as Piazzas was fantasizing about giving those clueless "Ultramarines" a little surprise during the boarding battle.

The Chaos Astartes on the surface of Roselle gave him a big surprise in advance!

An alien warship appeared out of nowhere and suddenly attacked the Chaos Astartes on the surface. Since it carried no large equipment and no fire support, the more than 300 airborne Chaos Astartes suffered heavy losses under the opponent's air-to-ground attack!

After looking at the battle report again, Piazzas almost had a high blood pressure attack.

More than half of the three hundred Chaos Astartes were lost in just two or three rounds of artillery fire!

"what is going on?!"

Piazzas was both shocked and angry. That was the combat force of three entire companies, and just half of them were wiped out like this?

"Chief, we don't know either!"

The driver was also confused.

Where on earth did such a large alien warship come from?
"Knock it down for me!!!"

Piazzas' heart was about to bleed.

It is not easy to survive in a Chaos Gang. If one is a little weak, it is likely to be targeted by other Chaos Gangs, which will launch a plundering war. At the very least, it will suffer heavy losses, and at the worst, it may even disappear completely!

In order to redeem the Blood God's disappointment, he made a huge investment this time, and all seven companies of the War Gang were dispatched!

As a result, the war had just begun, and nearly half of the Astartes from his three companies were wiped out in one encounter. Who the hell could he go to for justice?
With such a huge loss, if he fails to complete this mission and obtain the blessing of the Blood God, when he returns to the warp, either his gang will be swallowed up by others or he will be chopped to death by his subordinates.

Don’t think that the Chaos Gang has a lot of rules. After all, everyone has joined Chaos, so what rules can there be?
Whoever has the greater power is the boss!

The loss was so heavy. If he didn't make up for it, even if the Blood God and other Chaos war gangs didn't cause trouble for them, the people under him would skin him alive!

"Get ready to board the ship!" Piazzas suppressed his anger and still planned to deal with the most threatening target.

He stared fiercely at the strike cruiser belonging to the Ultramarines' Watchmen floating in orbit, as if it were his enemy, and growled, "Kill those worthless bastards for me, and the Blood God will bless us!"

He didn't know whether the Blood God would bless him.

But Piazzas knew that he had to do something, otherwise the malicious looks from the Astartes around him would be too much for him to bear.

after all
If we look at the source of this loss, the fundamental reason was his error in command. He didn't even notice the alien warship!
Fortunately, although the other Chaos Astartes were ready to make a move, the deterrent power of their leader Piazas was still there, and they still obediently sat on the boarding torpedoes.

"May the Blood God bless me, everything will go smoothly!"

This was the most devout prayer that Piazza had ever made in his life.

If they couldn't even take down half a company of Ultramarines, he couldn't imagine what the 'Blood God' would think of them. He probably would find it shameful and kick them out directly.

The rest of the Chaos Astartes were obviously well aware of this, and they all roared with all their might, riding on the boarding torpedoes, and after the battleships approached to the appropriate distance, they started a new round of boarding today!
A good day starts with boarding!
(End of this chapter)