This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 39 Fight!
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Tiberus nodded silently and accepted Ramses' arrangement.

The sharks dispersed consciously and silently sought out the ancient warriors who were as silent as they were.

一旁的卡胡兰吉仔细记下了拉美西斯的话，他发现这位灵能大师不论做什么都执着于13这个数字，而且会尽力避开6、7、8、9这四个数字。

He pondered for a moment and felt it necessary to suggest to Lord Tiberus that he expand the number of the Man-Eating Shark companies to thirteen, with each company having one hundred and thirty men.

"Akia, and Shar."

Tiberus glanced around, locked onto the two who were the least sociable, and then spoke.

"You can't go."

"what?"

Akia, who was still rubbing his hands in preparation, paused and looked at the captain with astonishment.

One of the ways of bullying within the Space Marines team is to fight without you.

"grown ups!"

Aqiya suddenly became anxious and ran through the team at an extremely fast speed and came in front of Tiberus.

"Two veterans of the first company will take your place."

Tiberus answered him bluntly.

"You haven't hidden your talents."

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Upon hearing this, Akiya couldn't help but feel annoyed.

He had always been proud of his bloodline that overcame his instincts and was not willing to burn himself, but he never expected that this bloodline would now prevent him from stepping onto the battlefield.

"Let them follow me. I'm going to make a lot of noise here."

Karna spoke gently.

He had never really liked wearing a helmet, as his pale and handsome features were exposed to the light.

That face looked like an angel in Aqiya's eyes.

"But remember not to walk in front of me."

Akiya and Shar nodded hurriedly.

It doesn't matter what the formation is, just chop down the aliens you can find.

The two first-company sharks who had just left the team retreated in disappointment.

"Are you ready?"

Facing the passage ahead that was submerged in shadow, Arthur asked, activating the decomposition force field on the blade.

The Dark Eldar were very smart. They cut off the power supply, destroyed some of the passages, created a battlefield exclusively for them, and did not make the sage angry.

They have ensured this threshold very well. The Great Sage just wants to get rid of these troublesome guys, and the aliens also want to achieve their goal without bloodshed.

The mutual compromise between the two sides now gives the time travelers enough time to prepare.

"All right."

After shaking off the water droplets stuck to his hair, Romulus, somewhat annoyed, chose to put on his helmet.

Ramses pretended to hold down the coffin, channeling the special spiritual power of the demon of Seljuk to intimidate.

"Don't look at me."

From a psychic perspective, pink mist that makes people feel uncomfortable just by looking at it emanates from the cracks in the iron coffin. It is suppressed by psychic energy within the patterns on the surface of the coffin, brewing fatal fluctuations.

The passage became a little cold.

Immediately, Romulus's precise holographic imagery was beamed to each Shark's receiver, charting their group's unique route. "Karna, assault the core area, breach the defenses, and seize the opportunity. Tiberus and Arthur, follow my designated route for a high-speed cruise. Upon encountering the Alien Archon, immediately disperse its accompanying forces. Each group will advance according to the route. The veteran will use lasers to point out the enemy's direction. Teams."

Every soldier quietly looked at the data in front of them and listened to the voices ringing in their ears.

All the time spent reading the scriptures was not in vain. Various tactical knowledge flashed through his mind, and then turned into the shortest and most professional terms and passed on to the ears of the sharks that needed this information.

Such detailed mission planning makes the sharks feel fresh and inexplicably safe.

In the past, the Sharks' coaching wasn't so disciplined.

The target, the position, and then the slaughter, the whole process depends on personal experience and freedom.

This was also the first time that Romulus commanded a battle on a real battlefield, but he did not feel too nervous.

The perspective is turned on, everything that needs to be simulated is simulated, and there are field skills to weaken the opponent's values. I also have a detailed battle plan and can monitor the battlefield at any time.

Theoretically, as long as the three most powerful teams including Karna tear three gaps as planned, and let the subsequent multiple groups assault to form a local multiple-on-one situation, it is entirely possible to wipe out most of the enemy's manpower before they can react.

Then the rest is pure bullying. As long as you are not unlucky and can easily defeat an extra Astartes, you can still easily beat these black bean sprouts.

Romulus believed in himself, in his companions, and also in the strength forged by the great sharks in the sea of corpses and blood.

All he had to do was to point out the direction of the enemy to these killing machines, arrange every detail on the battlefield, and then convey the confidence of victory to everyone.

Because the soldiers thought they were war heroes of old, they were war heroes now.

"This is my first time commanding a battle like this. Please allow me to witness your skills, let us learn from you, and please entrust your lives to me without reservation."

Romulus' voice echoed in the ears of every shark, and the shadow of the warp obscured their surrounding souls.

No sound came from the communication.

He felt calm.

The sharks' calmness was like the ticking hands of a clock above explosive dynamite, a violent storm about to fall from a gloomy sky.

Inside the closed mouth of each warrior, the sharp fangs were sharpening against each other.

This is the best answer.

Romulus knew what these warriors wanted to hear and what he needed to bring to them.

"So, let us go forward. I will bring you victory, and I will secure the next opportunity to offer victory to the Emperor."

Since you have chosen to take on this identity, you must bear its weight.

His voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Let me see if the Carcharhinids are still as skilled at fighting as their Terran ancestors."

Just a few words brought the team's morale to its highest point.

The servo skull flickered, and the important facilities at the tail of the Ark were all obscured by the steel structure that fell from the other end of the battleship.

"Live up to the blood of Saint Leth!"

With a heroic roar, the dark angel took the lead, escaping into the darkness at a speed that even the Emperor's angels could hardly catch up with, and blew the horn of attack.

The invisible impact, which appeared dark pink in the psychic vision, then spread out and passed through the equally invisible sharks.

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The chainsaw spun as Tiberus charged forward, dark shadows entwining around him, rendering the terrifying figure's running silent.

Hundreds of warriors rushed into the shadows at the same time, following the instructions on the route. Their eyes, covered by the endless darkness, were tinged with a terrifying paleness.

Let them kill the enemy in the fastest and bloodiest way to win again.

This time, they are not just fighting for survival or to destroy the enemy.

It is also to prove it to the ancients who have been away from this galaxy for thousands of years.

They have the ability to protect humans from the endless evil around them!
(End of this chapter)