Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 89 Orcs - Goff Clan
Tie Hui reached out and grabbed the mortal, scattering them violently. A terrifying storm of metal swept out from the cave entrance, brushing against the power armor.

Tie Hui recognized it: a green-skinned orc. Damn! There were green-skinned orcs inside this wrecked spaceship!

Not far from the cave entrance, in a pile of ruins, stood a figure clad in metal plates welded together with a welding torch, wielding a heavy three-barreled rifle he named the Bone Chewer, roaring as he unleashed a torrent of fire upon them.

Fresh blood still clung to the sharp teeth, which were covered in various black grime from the gaping mouth. The ammunition belts were made from fragments of stones bound together with the dried intestines of the enemy, mounted on guns assembled from brass pipes.

“WaaaaGH——”

This is utterly unreasonable! As an Astartes, Tie Hui's abilities allowed him to see through every aspect of the orc with just a glance.

Using a brass pipe as a gun and stones as bullets—this kind of "my way or the wheel" is truly unscientific!

At the same time, he quickly realized that there was an orc, although he was just an orc boy. However, the weapons he carried and his strong physique showed that this was not something an ordinary mortal soldier could handle.

Therefore, their influence here is likely quite significant. Based on the above information, the number of gene stealers is probably considerable, and they may even have nest leaders.

After all, there's no shortage of food; why not just get it from these green-skinned creatures?
This is truly a case of misfortunes never coming singly!

They encountered two cataclysmic biological groups in the universe all at once.

Genestealers. These guys are the vanguard of the Tyranids. Once their numbers are high enough, a single psionic summoning will unleash a massive swarm of Zerg to devour the planet.
The green-skinned orcs are even more unreasonable; if you don't clear them out completely, after a few years, the ground will sprout up with large numbers of green-skinned orcs, just like mushrooms.

Because they reproduce asexually through spores, if you don't burn the earth with fire, and even leave one spore behind, the world is doomed.

Moreover, they grow stronger with each battle, seemingly born of war. Their genetic code contains all sorts of strange and advanced high-tech and powerful weaponry.

Add to that their "my imagination," that so-called ability to make something what I want it to be, it's simply unreasonable. For example, if I take a water pipe and attach a stone to it, making it look like a gun, then I think it's a high-precision sniper rifle comparable to a modern one, and it is a high-precision sniper rifle. And its power and accuracy might even far surpass that of a high-precision sniper rifle! The more of them there are, the stronger this "high-precision sniper rifle" becomes.

Even their power of thought, once it reaches a certain level, can be visibly used as an energy shield.

For example, in the later stages of the Great Crusade, the orcs used massive planetary warships, comparable in size to the moon, called "Battlemoon," to attack Terra!

Even Primarch Vulcan was knocked into a deep sleep during this battle.

Therefore, never underestimate them; they will definitely develop rapidly whenever there is war. That's how the ancient behemoths, comparable to the Titans of the Empire, came to be.

Even official records show that one orc clan, during a major conflict with the Tyranids, directly confronted them head-on, inflicting heavy losses and teaching the Tyranids their first taste of battle casualties. This forced them to resort to decapitation strikes. As a result, in the later consciousness of the Tyranids, any planet inhabited by orcs would be avoided altogether!

Yes, the curve has become loyal!

I think a big guy sitting on a golden toilet would be the most awesome!
They are arguably the happiest and most perfectly suited race in the Warhammer universe. After all, the more war there is, the happier they are, the bigger and fiercer the war!

The frenzied gunfire ceased abruptly after a short while. It seemed the orc boy had run out of bullets.

"WaaaaGH—" With a roar, the orc boy pulled out the "Super Pa" that he had made from his own teeth and that the mechanics had exchanged for upgrades.

That is, a melee weapon. The green-skinned orc's weapon was a hollow iron bar with two huge gears welded on it, and then a huge chain was firmly tied to the gears.

Then, several cables protrude from the center of the gear, running along a hollow tube to a huge metal box at the very end.

The mortals, who had never seen an orc before, stared in utter bewilderment at this scene. It was just coming at them with that thing, trying to kill them?
But the next second, the roar of the chainsaw left them frozen in place! The orc boy brandished his weapon, and the gears on both sides began to spin rapidly!
But they reacted quickly; long before the orcs charged, they had already taken their positions and hidden behind cover.

As soon as the orc boy charged, he raised his gun and aimed. Although he was momentarily stunned by the unreasonable "chainsaw axe," he still instinctively pulled the trigger.

Dozens of lasers instantly struck the orc boy's body, burning black holes into it. But this had no effect on him whatsoever; in fact, it made him appear even more frenzied and gleeful.

It roared loudly and continued charging towards them. Tie Hui, who was closest, raised his hand and fired two explosive rounds, shattering its thigh into pieces.

"Retreat immediately!" He gave the order to everyone after the fight. The fact that they'd encountered even one orc boy meant that there were likely countless orcs surrounding them.

Furthermore, considering the previous actions of the gene-stealers, it's likely that the gene-stealers deliberately came to lure them into firing, hoping to let the orcs discover them.

So if we don't retreat now, we could easily be wiped out here.

As he spoke, everyone began to hastily tighten their defenses and retrace their steps. Just as he had expected, within half a minute, countless roars of beasts echoed from the other side of the surrounding walls.

Boom boom boom boom——

Every now and then, attacks from who-knows-where would strike the boarding shield, creating sparks.

As time went on, these attacks increased. Eventually, the Astartes were forced to draw their guns and fight back!
Only now could everyone roughly see the equipment on these orcs and understand which orc clan they were facing.

Its body was so strong that it almost rivaled that of an Astartes, and the welded armor on its body was painted in black and white.

Those blood-red eyes were filled with a frenzied desire!

The Goff clan!

The most insane and warlike of all the green-skinned orc clans!
We were being a bit too reckless! We didn't expect to encounter two catastrophic races so soon after entering this pile of wrecked space ships.

And it seems like things are developing quite well!

Bang! Whoosh!

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(End of this chapter)