Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 368: All-out War with Genestealers
The firepower of the knight mecha unscrupulously tore a crack in the battle line. Such a scene stunned the Governor, who had stayed on the planet all her life.

Whether it's the whistling heavy chainswords or the bloody scenery, the scenes on Vigilance Star have always been limited to legends and war records.

Of course, this has something to do with her being too young, and also to do with the fact that the Governor's Mansion has been controlled by the Genestealers for too long.

At least when those guys were trying to cover up the truth, the difficulties faced by Vigilance Star no longer seemed important.

But Taylor was not stunned. He knew very well how to survive.

At this moment, Taylor looked at several inferior Chimera armored vehicles with logging guns that were pressing forward and said.

"Girl, it shouldn't be difficult for your witchcraft to kill a few guys in the vehicle, right?"

"Today we'll make an exception. Use your skills more often. After all, we're completely isolated here except for a mad knight!"

The psychic girl said with a smile. "I've been waiting for you to say that, Boss~"

She made a malicious joke, and at the same time, psychic power appeared around her. Her eyes quickly turned an abnormal purple, and at the same time, the armored vehicles lost control and crashed into the enemy...

After crushing several of their companions, the armored vehicles quickly stopped and then slowly drove towards the Imperial Guard like a group of gentle animals.

The Genestealer cultists in military uniforms got out of the car, their eyes dull, and the girl asked at the same time.

"Do you need them?"

Taylor replied, "Let them kill themselves."

"Get in the car and drive out!"

After Taylor ordered his soldiers to seize several armored vehicles, an armored force belonging to the Empire finally appeared.

Even though the only firepower up there was a heavy logging gun, Taylor was trying to break through what was probably the entire local defense force.

There are also dozens of pure-blooded Genestealers chasing and blocking us!
This actually sounds difficult, and it is not easy in reality.

In the absence of large-scale fire support, pureblooded Genestealers can easily destroy the armor of armored vehicles.

Taylor could only command the soldiers to quickly approach the Knight Mech. As the only source of firepower at the moment, the heavy vehicle was one of the few hopes.

But ordinary armored vehicles were obviously not as powerful as Frenstein's, and problems such as engine stalling and armor damage soon followed.

Even so, these armored vehicles still squeezed out a lifeline of about 200 meters for the Skadi people, which is particularly important now that they must speed up to break through the front line.

After the armored vehicle's engine was pierced by a heavy armor-piercing bullet from the Genestealer sect, it was actually a good thing that it didn't explode.

If it weren't for taking care of the young governor, Taylor would actually want to find a good place to fight to the end.

He picked up his chainsword and ripped open the head of a severely atavistic Genestealer giant.

It was a three-meter-tall mutant similar to Ogryn, with bulging muscles and covered in chitin. He was holding a heated hammer used for factory forging and almost smashed Taylor's head off!
This is the biggest problem. The Genestealer Cult has everything, from low-level mutants to mixed-blood Genestealer offspring to healthy, bewitched Imperial civilians.

Now no one knows whether their friends and relatives in the empire will suddenly go crazy and shout!
“Ascension has arrived!”

I don’t know whether there are teams of fully equipped and heavily-armed Imperial Guards among the mob of thugs!
The uncertainty was so deadly that Taylor prioritized the Genestealers over the Greenskins in large numbers, and he was right.

Now the complex pipelines within the hive city have become Genestealer transportation routes, and the things that keep the city running have become a harbinger of death.

The most tragic thing is that his army only has one-fourth of its strength, because his other brothers are responsible for capturing the top leaders of other big families.

Well, Taylor now had to admit that he did miss the heavy artillery and firepower, and also Ferenstein.

Compared to today, those days were not only peaceful and comfortable, but also prevented his heart from going on a roller coaster ride, allowing him to live two more years!
He uneasily walked out of the last cover that the armored vehicle could provide him, and at the same time arranged for his soldiers to deal with the enemies that could be seen at the moment.

The fire cover effectively suppressed the enemy's attack for a short time after relying on armored vehicles as cover. Even the Genestealer bastards like a tide did not give up on killing Taylor and others.

Obviously those guys did not give up, and it was obvious that their persistence in the Governor came from the mission given to them by the sect.

Taylor could only use firepower to tell those guys that their mission was worthless!
"Is the vehicle-mounted machine gun still usable?!"

Roland boy cursed.

Several big men quickly filled the positions and checked the firepower of the lumberjacks. When several ammunition boxes were picked up from the corpses of those Genestealer Order bastards, those weapons that had been dry for a long time began to roar again.

A large number of bullets hit the infantrymen's heads and bodies, causing them to fall down like rag dolls with their strings cut.

After all, being hit by a large-caliber projectile caused exaggerated wounds in the muscle tissue, as if a giant python had drilled through those areas, leaving behind a terrifying passage.

At the same time, the enemy's anti-armor capabilities were not completely paralyzed. Roland would use the melta to tell them before those guys opened fire.

In the absence of real strength, the things in their hands are just toys!

Those who are far away will be killed by the Lightling girl. Obviously, the shooting range of the sniper rifle is far superior to those bulky war weapons.

The cult girl's delicate nose was bleeding at this moment, but she raised her hands and laughed as she controlled groups of enemies without a psychic medium, making them attack their own people like crazy.

Because she had to hide her identity, she hadn't given her all for a long time, which made her quite unhappy!
In addition, Taylor and his team were dealing with either Chaos Space Marines or Demons. Regardless of whether the opponent was protected by faith or understood the nature of Chaos, her psychic power was greatly reduced.

Many of them, such as Mortarion, are even powerful natural psychics, and the numerology he uses is the embodiment of those psychic powers.

Now that she is free from those shackles, the terrifying power of a top-level psychic is once again displayed. It can almost be said that the reason why this team of a hundred people has not been destroyed is all thanks to the terrifying lethality of this lady alone!
However, the most eye-catching thing is still the knight mecha. It is getting happier and happier with each killing. Even if the streets are constantly overflowing with aliens and heretics, it will laugh crazily and trample the enemies to pieces.

As the war reached its climax, a voice came from Taylor's radio.

"The 4th Company of the Skadi Redemption Regiment has returned!"

Then, "The 5th Company has returned..."

"Sixth Company..."

Soon, in the distance, armored vehicles were approaching, including the one Taylor was familiar with...

Frenstein!

(End of this chapter)