Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 83: Have you ever seen the scene of hundreds of "Dreadnought Mechas"? [Seeking first order]

Damn!

The Chaos Psionic Wizard seemed to have received some forbidden knowledge from Chaos in his subconscious.

It allowed him to see a certain kind of 'corrupted' version of himself.

"Throw it out, throw it out quickly."

"Don't let it corrupt our warships."

The Chaos Psionic Wizard looked at the part that was in contact with it. Although the area that had been purified and exiled was very small, he could indeed feel the aura of that piece of subspace, which had weakened a lot.

The Chaos Psionic Wizard frowned.

Damn.

What methods did they use to corrupt us?
Wait, if even one of their fleets has this corruption ability.

What about the others?

Who knows how much they can corrupt us.

Blasphemy!

What a blasphemy!
The machine with low battery power was thrown out by the Chaos Servant.

The corrupted area returned to its original appearance.

Even so, they realized the threat posed by the Human Empire warship in front of them.

The Warmaster's previous expeditions were so far-sighted.

Every expedition is a strategic victory.

below.

On the battlefield, the Chaos army was slaughtering the rebels composed of Weepers and mortals. Every charge of their black tanks could knock down any enemy who dared to intercept them, including the Space Marines who were as thin as tin cans.

A large number of bullets fell like a rainstorm.

The Weepers' front line is constantly being compressed.

The Chaos Lord doesn't want to kill his opponent so quickly, he prefers to torture him.

In particular, listening to the other person's painful pleas and screams would fill his whole body with joy.

What if I fall into blood thirst and black rage?

Isn’t it because we are constantly losing the battle lines?

The Chaos Lord's feet tread upon a path of weepers and mortal corpses.

A weeper whose body was beaten to the point of disappearing half.

He actually still had the strength to bite a cruel son to death with his teeth.

But what does it matter? All he got in return was a waste of a bullet.

In front of him.

The priest who awakened the other weepers to their senses.

He has been chopped into a human pig.

Standing beside him.

With the blessing of Chaos, how could he be defeated by just a few pathetic words of loyalty?
He placed his hand on the head of the Weepers' priest and humiliated the Weepers to his heart's content. The flags given to them by mortal nuns, which were regarded as relics, were also trampled under his feet.

He had the priest face the wailers.

Looking at the wailers who were desperately rushing towards him, but were powerless to change everything in front of them and were filled with hatred and disgust, he fell into great vanity and satisfaction.

"At this point, you still haven't given up."

"You still want to save others?"

"Do you have anyone to save you?"

"So ridiculous."

"So sad, so pitiful even."

"Why not join the embrace of the true God?"

"Join the Black Legion."

"Become my subordinate."

"Gain the blessing of the gods, let the galaxy burn, pull the false emperor from the golden throne, and let you take revenge on those who caused you to become what you are now."

"how?"

Even he cruelly tortured the most steadfast priest among them.

But no one paid any attention to him.

The Weepers still angrily fired their foolishly loyal bullets at him and his troops.

The Weepers, engulfed in black rage, roared and charged towards the Leman Russ tanks, attempting to shake them with their mortal bodies.

The loyalists, as always, went after the traitors.

Whatever comes from the Chaos Lord's mouth.

They all acted as if they hadn't heard anything, their eyes only filled with the desire to destroy their enemies and themselves.

Nothing can shake them.

They were already dead when they set out on this road.

What they need is not to live, but to restore their own honor and tell the empire that they will take responsibility for their mistakes, even if no one supports them, even if they are faced with a situation where they are sure to die.

"Charge, for the glory of the regiment!"

"For the Emperor of Mankind!"

"To atone for my sins."

Just death.

What's the fear?

The number of weepers is decreasing.

But their will to resist remains unchanged.

Ha ha
Even if you have a strong will, what can we do? We have a torrent of steel.

"Lord."

"The mothership sent a message that something extremely dangerous is about to arrive."

Extremely dangerous?

In the sky.

The fireballs rubbing against the atmosphere formed dazzling arcs like the falling debris of a star chain.

The direction they fell was where they fought, and it was also the area where the Chaos Beacon was located.

boom!
boom! boom! boom!
The airdrop pod fell from the sky and slammed heavily onto the ground.

It smashed big holes in the ground.

Some of the fallen airdrop pods landed between the Weepers and the Black Legion, causing violent vibrations that sent both sides flying out of the battlefield.

Airdrop pods of all sizes were falling like raindrops, continuously landing around the battlefield.

The explosions caused by hitting some places made people close their eyes.

"Airdrop pod?"

"Landing craft?"

"who is it?"

The sudden appearance of the warships stunned the Black Legion and the Weepers.

The Black Legion did not notify the fleet to airdrop their own troops, and this was not the airdrop pod they used, so what was airdropped now was not their own troops at all.

And the weepers were also told that there was no support.

So, this is obviously not to support them.

A Weeper was right in front of the drop pod.

The chaos that was originally rushing towards him was directly smashed into the ground by this airdrop capsule.

The black blood flowing from under the drop pod meant that Chaos had been destroyed.

The hatch in front slowly opened.

just.

The opening speed was so slow that it even made the people inside a little impatient.

tang!

tang! tang!

The weeper seemed to be hallucinating. A silver-white dreadnought mecha with the World Star Ring emblem printed on it kicked open the door of the airdrop warehouse.

Then run out of the airdrop warehouse.

"etc."

"This is a Dreadnought Mecha!!!"

The Weepers also had a dreadnought like this before, but because they followed the Astral Claws to fight a war that they shouldn't have fought, the dreadnought was taken away by the Iron Hands.

So, when I saw the Dreadnought and found that there was no trace of Chaos corrosion on it, I subconsciously thought it belonged to the Human Empire.

But weren't they told that they wouldn't have any support?

Why
tang!

tang! tang! tang!

The sound of the Dreadnought mecha knocking open the door rang in his ears.

The sound came from all directions.

It was as if countless dreadnought mechas were coming from all directions.

He looked back.

One airdrop warehouse after another slowly opened.

In the dim battlefield shrouded in smoke and storm.

One after another, the dreadnought mechas are walking out of the airdrop warehouse.

"and many more."

"Captain, Chaplain"

"Did my eyes get blurred?"

"Why are there a row of Dreadnoughts?"

"Am I dreaming?"

The Weeper was stunned at this point.

At this moment, they even have a strong sense of confusion between reality and dreams.

Generally speaking.

In a regiment, it is already very good if a company has one dreadnought mecha.

Most companies don't even have a single Dreadnought.

Because there are too many warbands and the Empire's battlefields are too vast, even if a certain forging world produces this type of dreadnought mecha day and night, it is simply not enough to be used on the battlefield, not to mention their consumption on the battlefield, which is an astronomical figure every day.

The role that a dreadnought can play on the ground battlefield may be comparable to that of dozens of Space Marines.

With it there, it is the firepower point and he is the support point.

It can instantly reverse the situation on the battlefield and affect the final outcome of a war.

A veteran piloting a Dreadnought can charge into a company of Chaos Space Marines and slaughter them wantonly. A veteran piloting a Dreadnought can even hold back a surging Chaos army. What's more, someone can use a Dreadnought to hunt down a Chaos Demon and banish it from the physical universe with force.

Its flexibility allows it to adapt to complex battlefield environments better than ordinary tanks and has a wider combat range.

in front of you.

In a one-on-one duel, a 'Dreadnought' that emerged from an airdrop bay might not be able to defeat the massive cannon of a Leman Russ tank, a main battle tank that was over three meters tall and weighed hundreds of tons.

But in terms of its flexibility, it far exceeds the Leman Russ tanks of the Chaos side.

Not to mention, there are dozens or even hundreds of Dreadnought mechas.

Which 'rich' Ultramarine war group is attacking?

Or maybe the Mechanicus is finally willing to take out the things they have been hiding?
Perhaps it was the Dreadnoughts that the Inquisition had mobilized from half a star sector?
etc.
Why is it the Blood Ravens?
They saw several members of the red-painted Blood Ravens standing in the Dreadnoughts.

Their appearance surprised the wailers.

They had communicated with the Blood Ravens and lost things.

But where did they get so many Dreadnoughts?
They stole an entire Empire's worth of Dreadnoughts?
Looking at those fearless mechas, they were treated as mortals and charged into battle.

What a waste of resources.

The dreadnoughts, which other regiments regarded as their precious treasures, were actually being used on this unimportant battlefield, although they were crushing the enemy.

But where did you get so many veterans?

Did they stuff all their veterans into the Dreadnoughts?
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Cyrus glanced at the Weepers.

It's them?
It turns out that they were the ones who had been resisting this chaos.

But there is no time to chat with them now, they have more important things to do.

Leman Russ tank
It’s really good and almost invincible on the battlefield.

But it's a pity.

We have other means.

"Talon, disable their main artillery."

Since the use of Necrons equipment, almost every warrior is equipped with a Gauss rifle weapon, especially the Dreadnought mecha.

(End of this chapter)