Warhammer 40: Doom

Chapter 200 Iron Man Strikes
The Ran Dan boarding boat broke through the weak point of the Royal Majesty, and hundreds of Ran Dan elite warriors filed in.

They saw no human slaves as they had imagined, and the interior structure of the warships, with their distinctive style, was also different from what they had expected, with almost no trace of human slaves.

At both ends of the wide corridor, the Randan warriors saw several tall machines approaching with heavy steps.

The machines come in various forms: some have four heavy mechanical legs on their backs and their torsos are equipped with more than ten kinds of weapons; others are humanoid, slender and graceful, with elegant and refined gaits.

“Fragile, scarce, not enough to kill.” The synthesized voice uttered a few words, devoid of any emotion, but full of contempt.

Without hesitation, the Randan warriors raised their weapons and fired blue plasma swarms.

"I'll go first." The slender humanoid machine vanished from its spot in a flash.

In the next instant, close-range teleportation brought them into Ran Dan's camp.

Its body was as black as a mirror, and thin, sharp blades extended from its hands. Its scarlet electronic eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Alien, die!"

Human-made killing machines are born with an inherent hatred for aliens.

During the Golden Age, the Galactic Aliens were not friendly.

Humanity's rise to prominence in the galaxy and the creation of its golden age were not achieved through diplomacy, but through its killing machine.

The Iron Man machine moves with incredible speed and its finger blades are exceptionally sharp, designed specifically for close-range killing of aliens.

The long mechanical arm swung across, and Ran Dan had no time to react. Her personal shield couldn't stop the blade, and she was instantly cut into pieces.

It struck successfully, then leaped lightly into the air, spinning in mid-air and hanging upside down from the top of the passageway.

This terrifying killing machine filled the Randan warriors with dread, and they raised their guns to fire at the horrifying machine suspended from the ceiling.

Before the plasma could get close, Iron Man's computing unit completed its prediction, and the shadowy figure flashed again, charging into the alien camp once more.

With their arms outstretched and tiptoeing like elegant dancers, they unleashed a killing spree amidst the barrage of comments.

The blades in both hands were unstoppable, gliding lightly across the alien creature's armor, the fine cuts proving the completion of the kill.

With each jump and landing, the Randan warrior died instantly, his brain inside the armor precisely shredded.

Two identical Iron Man robots worked together, their electronic communication making them appear as one, throwing Ran Dan's formation into chaos.

"Target locked on the alien." As their comrades slaughtered the aliens indiscriminately, the two heavily armored Iron Men immediately opened fire, their bodies wielding a multitude of killing weapons.

Disintegration rays, plasma cannons, gravity weapons, decay fields, and disintegration cannons.

The two heavily armored mechanical legs sank slightly, and the weapons mounted on their bodies opened fire in full force, instantly overwhelming the Randan troops.

Miniature missiles swarmed out from the four legs, while weapon mounts on the platform locked onto targets, unleashing devastating firepower.

The former is an elegant assassin, the latter a heavy-duty tank.

An ancient creation, a heavily armed iron machine, capable of unleashing the firepower of an entire battalion of ordinary people.

Faced with such overwhelming firepower, Ran Dan's personal shield instantly overloaded, and her bio-armor was blasted into particle dust and mangled remains.

Its control over firepower was incredibly precise, perfectly eliminating the Ran Dan alien without harming the Iron Man brothers.

Ran Dan's counterattack was weak and ineffective; his plasma and plasma jets were all blocked by the Iron Man's multiple overlapping shields.

The ten-second barrage was extremely effective in the dense formation; none of the Ran Dan survivors who emerged from the boarding boat remained standing.

The wide passageway was littered with traces of various weapons, and in front of the Iron Man was only a scorched earth.

The assassin emerged from Ran Dan's remaining shattered remains, his steps still elegant, and spoke to his comrades in a mechanical voice: "Rude."

The heavily armored man sheathed his weapons, activated the weapon cooling system, and replied with a gleam in his eyes, "Efficient."

“Ms. Sofia, you can send out engineering machinery to repair the damaged warship. We will proceed to the next boarding point to provide support.”

“No need.” Sophia’s digital signal transmitted a message: “They have dealt with the alien threat. You were the slowest group.”

The four Iron Man robots stopped and stood still, their electronic eyes scanning each other, before finally heading back to where they came from.

"Alien, fragile." Iron Man's electronic synthesized voice echoed in the corridor, seemingly still wanting more.

A minor incident in the fleet battle: Nuer ships had multiple solutions for Randan's boarding maneuver.

Night Guard, Royal Guard, Iron Man, Doomsday Warrior. These high-end combat forces can teleport to each other and arrive at the boarding point in the shortest possible time.

The First Legion's 10,000 Astartes, integrated into the Void Fleet, are capable of defending against Randan's boarding. With the Space Wolves Fleet commanding a full legion and the Primarch himself present, Randan's boarding would be tantamount to suicide.

The battles in space are incredibly brutal, and the battlefields are littered with the wreckage of both human and alien ships.

Meanwhile, within the cosmic space, the corpses of humans, Ran Dan, and other aliens, thrown from their ships, filled the entire cosmic space.

Their frozen bodies, contorted in agony, silently testify to the brutality of the battle.

Ground warfare, along with the outbreak of space warfare, has become equally brutal, like the sharp teeth of two meat grinders, churning flesh and blood and turning them into mincemeat.

All kinds of heavy artillery roared in unison, like the warhammer of the god of war crashing to the ground, the trembling ground making one's heart pound.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder and the lingering stench of blood, a nauseating combination.

The wasteland surrounding the human stronghold has turned into a swamp, a dark red swamp formed from human blood mixed with corpse ash.

In the swamp, zombie-like humans staggered forward, only to be shot down in an instant and sink into the dark red mud.

The hellish scenes tested the spirit of every soldier and pushed their limits of endurance.

"My lord, they're coming." The mechanical master reported to Atum, having detected the sounds mixed in with the vibrations of the artillery fire. Randan was planning to launch an attack by digging underground.

"There are a total of one hundred targets, seventy toward us and thirty toward the Imperial positions."

Atum looked toward the digging site and shouted into the comms, "Night Watch brothers, your job is here."

He flicked his finger, sending the message to the Night Guard, who would then take charge of the matter.

"Understood," the Night Guard replied via communication. "We'll go and eliminate them immediately."

Atum nodded and then shared the intelligence with Grand Master Urian to help the Imperial defenses guard against underground attacks.

A strange scene unfolded within the Nur Front.

A thousand Night Guards gathered at various points along the front line, a total of seventy locations, and they were arranged in neat rows.

"This is it." The veteran used the butt of his rifle to draw a line on the ground and had the recruits line up. "The alien is 100 meters below you. It will pass through here in ten seconds. Test your blind firing skills."

The new recruits aimed their weapons at the ground, awaiting the veteran's command to use the dimensional ray to cut through the aliens underground.

The opportunity was fleeting, and instead of giving a verbal command, the veteran held a timer in hand, ready to press it.

"Get ready." He said calmly, staring at the approaching countdown.

The new guards, holding rifles, stared intently at the holographic image inside their helmets, paying attention to the points where the angles intersected.

"Fire!" the veteran roared, pressing the timer in his hand. His calculations were precise, even taking into account the recruits' reaction time.

Squeak~squeak~squeak~
The ten recruits continuously activated dimensional rays, cutting through the underground tunneling machines. They fought and retreated, constantly firing at the signal point.

The dimensional rays penetrate everything, cutting through hundreds of meters of sand and rock as if they were nothing, cutting into the underground excavation machinery.

Ran Dan advanced underground, and the warriors were extremely tense, preparing to launch a surprise attack on the human defensive line and break through the middle.

Then they saw blue rays piercing down from the top of the excavator, relentlessly cutting through the contents of the cabin.

The soldiers were shredded, the tunneling machine engines were destroyed, and they were trapped underground.

Soon, the seismograph reported that the tunneling device had come to a standstill.

"Well done, lads." The veteran waved to dismiss them; the Randan aliens underground were now trapped.

"The technicians can get to work now. Come over, drill holes, fill them with cement, and completely seal off the alien."

This scenario was happening simultaneously on the Nur front, where Atum used the characteristics of his weapons to defeat the attacking aliens.

Meanwhile, on the Empire's front lines, the First Legion was well-prepared. When the aliens burst forth from underground, a group of muscular men in black armor awaited them.

The First Army lost approximately 10,000 soldiers in the ground battle.

The remaining 30,000 soldiers were all gathered at the base, and naturally, they dealt with Ran Dan's surprise attack with ease.

The ground moves with space, but in space warfare, naval warfare still cannot maintain an advantage.

Having suffered heavy losses, the alien fleet could no longer afford to worry about anything else and decided to send out the Battle Moon.

(End of this chapter)