This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 5 Respecting Judgment
The fully armed, burly Emperor's Angels, as mighty as gods on earth, strode down the aisle of the battleship, followed by the Astra Militarum and Battle Sisters marching steadily in formation.

Arthur, holding a strong shield, used the solid holy storm shield to block the enemy's firepower. In the gaps behind him, explosive bombs and subsequent lasers flew with astonishing efficiency, killing the oncoming cultists.

These traitors were bombarded with all kinds of weapons, and their bodies were shattered into pieces. Their flesh and blood were blurred, and their limbs flew everywhere as if they were being swung by invisible mops.

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The sword was stored behind the sturdy shield, and he would continuously behead any heretic evil creature that could withstand the firepower and try to squeeze through the shield. Then he would raise his iron boots and crush these mutated and blasphemous bodies into pieces without hesitation.

With every step Arthur took, the ventilation ducts on the ground, which had long been blocked by sticky corpses, would overflow with smelly and sticky juice.

Romulus behind him maintained fire support, and every time he passed an intersection, he would not forget to insert a bright yellow glow stick into the wall.

After advancing only a few sections of the route, as the support from behind became increasingly sparse and eventually disappeared, Arthur and the others had to choose a node to stop.

It’s not that they don’t want to move forward, but because of the Astra Militarum behind them.

Arthur crushed the struggling cultists with his foot, then found a broken ceiling as cover, raised his incendiary gun and burned the cultists in the passage, while Romulus guarded the other side.

As long as the node positions in the area are controlled, only a small amount of firepower is needed to suppress the enemy in a small space.

The Astra Militarum had a heavy task. While following the Astartes' breakthrough, they also had to continuously build defense nodes along the way to block enemies attacking from other routes. Coupled with the lag in information transmission, even if Colonel Kovek's command was superb, it would take more time.

Normally, the speed of an Astra Militarum soldier running at full speed cannot catch up with the speed of an Astartes breaking through the heavy weapons fire network.

As a result, the Astra Militarum were inevitably left behind by the Astartes during raids.

Ten breaths later, Arthur had emptied the battery and was replacing it when a bullet from a grenade passed by his side. The combat nuns equipped with power armor arrived at this node.

After another dozen breaths, Colonel Kovek, his body stained with blood, and his most elite company finally arrived.

"grown ups!"

Colonel Kovek shook off the red blood on his chainsaw sword with a look of shame on his face.

The recovery of the Geller Field Generator requires a breakthrough by the Space Marines, but now, as members of the Astra Militarum, they have become the weak point of this mission.

Astartes was so swift, like a hurricane.

"After every five nodes are captured, we will wait."

Arthur spoke up, he could understand why the Astra Militarum were falling behind.

It's not that the warriors don't work hard enough. All of them are trying their best to squeeze their bodies so that this copper coin can produce greater value before sacrificing it for the Emperor, but the huge physical gap is ultimately difficult to make up.

"Sir, there is no need to wait!"

Seeing this, Colonel Kovek admonished, barely keeping up with the two angels' deliberately slow pace, and spoke loudly.

"Please keep going forward. Although we may encounter challenges from heretics, we can take care of ourselves."

As a veteran who had traveled through more than a dozen worlds, Colonel Kovek felt an awkward discomfort with the two angels' approachability. In a sense, he even had an inferiority complex, wondering how he could deserve the angels' understanding and tolerance.

The core of this operation is to support the Death Watch combat team that lost contact in the Geller Stand generator area. Only by keeping the Geller Stand generator can the strongholds they established along the way be meaningful.

Before that, if they could not eliminate the invading Chaos Space Marines before their position was destroyed, no matter how perfect their defenses were or how few casualties they suffered, it would be useless, because the price of mission failure would be total annihilation.

Therefore, he had already prepared for heavy casualties when he took action. However, the Astartes had deliberately created a disturbance to attract the enemy, concentrating on clearing out the key areas. They had also thoughtfully left lights to guide the way, and were now even more willing to stop for them. As a result, the entire mobile force had not lost a single person during the breakthrough!
Colonel Kovek's face was flushed with shame.

Now he felt that he and the soldiers behind him were a group of babies protected in cradles.

"You mean to say that we should no longer care about your safety and prioritize advancement?"

Romulus emphasized again.

The simple values cultivated in the peacetime attach great importance to human life, not to mention that their current identity is Space Marines.

The two men, who have been influenced by the unique military culture for a long time, both tacitly believe that given their current status, there is nothing wrong with prioritizing the safety of these ordinary people.

"Yes."

Colonel Kovek replied, "The safety of the Geller force field is mission critical."

He knew very well that in terms of physical fitness, the Astra Militarum troops could not compare with the angels and the battle sisters who were all equipped with force-feedback power armor, and they knew how to prioritize.

"you sure?"

Arthur tilted his head slightly.

Although Astartes is a superman, he is not an omnipotent superman. If he tends to break through, it means that the Astra Militarum will inevitably have to face certain monsters alone.

"We will shed blood, but we will not let the glory of victory slip from our fingers."

The breakthrough of the Astartes is enough. They are the spearhead and need to lead the combat sisters to rescue their comrades.

The aftermath of the storm alone had already bought them an extremely valuable window of opportunity.

And this is enough.

They will definitely be able to maintain the results of the battle, establish a line of defense, and ensure that the angels have no worries.

They are mortals, but they are also the pillars of the empire.

And the Emperor's angels, in order to win victory, do not need to stop for their copper coins.

The power of this belief is so terrifying that it can make people ignore their own lives.

Arthur was silent for a moment. It was the first time that he encountered the impact of different values in two worlds. He looked at Romulus.

"How to say."

“Trust the professionals.”

If he was restricted by the current situation and put himself in an awkward situation where he had to make a choice, Romulus felt that the best option was to respect the other party's opinions first, complete the task as quickly as possible, and then come back to support them.

After all, everyone knows how shitty the Warhammer world is, and these time travelers naturally have the awareness not to let their wishful thinking make things worse.

The two nodded in unison.

(End of this chapter)