Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

"Enemy anti-aircraft turrets destroyed." Navigator Harlan's cold voice drifted in. At first, Jack wasn't used to this kind of rigid reporting, which made him feel that Harlan was a machine rather than a living person. But as the number of battles increased, he realized that Harlan's concise and clear reporting was an advantage that should not be changed.

Harlan paused for a moment, then continued, "Our Xuan-style defensive armor has also been hit. The enemy's last-minute counterattack tore through the armor on the side wings. Our current armor coverage is 85%."

“85% is enough for us to have some fun.” Jack felt his body getting hotter and hotter, and he couldn’t tell if it was the effect of the craft beer or the influence of his thirst for battle.

Jack exhaled a breath of hot air and flew toward the next anti-aircraft turret that was flashing with light. The precise shots of the heavy twin laser cannons melted the turret's armor and the flesh inside. This time, Jack's fighter jet was not hit by any of the desecrated shells.

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The battle is turning in our favor!

All the crew members on the bridge of the Exterminator wore such a gleam. They had not witnessed the world-destroying power of the Planet Killer, but only the utterly humiliating death of a clumsy behemoth under the bites of ants.

The Planet Killer was unable to turn around due to the Orks' distraction. Its massive rear was riddled with holes from Imperial torpedoes, and the anti-aircraft turrets covering the hull were unable to deal with the fighter squadrons in time, resulting in more and more wounds on its body.

At this moment, the only thing that troubled the Imperial Navy about the Planet Killer was its multiple Void Shield system. Despite the five warships firing their weapons at full speed for so long, the Void Shield couldn't even be seen to budge.

But that's not really a problem, is it?

After all, we have a saint by our side!

Compared to the crew's excitement, Koji showed no joy on his face. His eyes were fixed on the Planet Killer, and he found that the warship was only in a sorry state on the surface, and its core was completely undamaged.

The fighter jets achieved considerable success, but compared to the entire Planet Killer, the damage they inflicted with plasma and thermal bombs was like hitting a pile of dirt with a stick—far from destroying the entire warship.

The torpedo salvo was not as effective as expected. The Imperial Navy and the Orc fleet had fired hundreds of torpedoes during this period, but they couldn't even take down one of the spires on the Planet Killer.

So where exactly is the problem?

As Komi was pondering, he suddenly heard an alarm sounding in the bridge. This sound usually only appeared when the warp energy broke through the Geller field, telling the crew that they would soon be fighting against the swarming demons and the resurrected warship itself.

Since they are not in the warp at this moment, there is no question of opening the Geller Sphere. Therefore, there is only one reason why this special alarm is sounding.

The Planet Killer's vortex cannons are finally fully charged...

"Fire!" Sarafiston shouted, wanting to vent all his pent-up resentment at being beaten so badly. The technical crew members also instantly prepared to fire.

The next moment, the Planet Killer's vortex energy core stopped drawing on the inexhaustible power of the subspace and instead channeled this chaotic energy into the massive cannons that occupied more than half the length of the ship.

The surging energy accumulated at the cannon muzzle, making it difficult to determine whether the warship was in subspace or in reality, and the whereabouts of the many bombs dropped by the fighter squadron were unknown.

boom!

A dazzling display of light, more brilliant than a thousand suns exploding simultaneously, poured out, pulverizing the orc warships in a straight line into dust before they even had a chance to dodge.

The beam of light did not stop; it continued to extend throughout the entire galaxy, making this dark place, which was only illuminated by a dim star, incredibly bright.

The colored light finally landed on a planet with no mining value. In an instant, the solid and thick crust cracked into countless lines like an egg that had fallen to the ground. The entire planet lost its stable structure in the impact of the enormous energy, and the material in the mantle was forcibly dug out, as if the planet itself was bleeding.

The colorful light gradually faded, and the planet eventually turned into a broken dust belt.

The chaotic battlefield fell silent for several seconds before the orcs' remaining warships began to crumble. The boys were so terrified by the warships' devastating attack that they forgot everything else. A large number of people on the human empire's ships also suffered mental breakdowns, choosing to commit suicide while wailing.

Even the crew of the Exterminator, who had drunk the Beast Brew, were terrified by the Planet Killer's devastating performance. It was already a sign of bravery that they did not fall into madness and despair upon witnessing such a sight for the first time.

Just as they began to waver and feel fear, Komi's calm voice came.

"We will not retreat, we will only move forward. Send a message to Fithia, tell him to free up a boarding torpedo. I will personally lead the team into that warship and destroy that beating heart of blasphemy!"

Chapter 419: All Tactical Shifts

Komi walked quickly, with his guards following closely behind. It wasn't until he saw the Planet Killer fire its cannons that he realized what he had overlooked.

That is, the Planet Killer was in its prime, untouched by the Gothic War, while the Planet Killer that was caught by the Omega Squadron and relentlessly attacked was already at its last gasp, and had even become a burden that Abaddon deliberately abandoned when escaping the Imperial Navy's pursuit. Therefore, it was able to be destroyed in the void by the cruiser's torpedo barrage.

Just now, when the main cannon of the Planet Killer was fired, Koji clearly saw that the subspace energy emitted by the main cannon enveloped the entire hull, instantly repairing most of the damage and even killing many of the orcs that had boarded the ship.

All the fighter squadrons were paralyzed by the energy shockwaves from the main guns. The bridge of the Exterminator could not receive any response. Komi even suspected that Beast Brew could not withstand such a powerful shockwave of chaotic energy. The pilots in the fighters were killed, or even corrupted into something like Beastmen or Chaos Eggs.

Ugh...

With a sigh, Komi realized that comparing the Planet Killer to the Yamato was rather humiliating for this doomsday behemoth, whose size was almost the size of a landmass.

From another perspective, even if the Planet Killer really was the Yamato, their own ships weren't exactly proper aircraft carriers; their value was probably only comparable to those old relics from World War I.

There is only one way to destroy this thing right now: jump on board and conquer all difficulties with courage!

Komi believed that Khorne would certainly contribute some strength to this glorious way of fighting, just as he would bless the mob for the broken swords and clubs they swung at the Space Marines.

Of course, relying entirely on the help of the gods is not in Komi's nature.

He had not forgotten the many treasures he possessed; to the most recent example, he had a spell to summon the Masked Dancer Demon Army, and to the far-reaching example, he had a trade license containing the blood of an emperor.

Given the intense purity of the Emperor's Blood, Komi only needed to pilot a fighter jet to the vortex energy core of the Planet Killer and drop it down.

But Koken couldn't bear to do that; who knew where the destructive clash between the Emperor's blood and the chaotic energy would send this sacred object flying?

Although Koken disliked the immense pain brought about by the emperor's blood, he had to admit that it was extremely useful for pretending to be a deity.

Upon arriving at the torpedo preparation compartment, Fetia had already prepared a boarding torpedo, which was also protected by the Xuan-style armor that Fetia had urgently installed.

This long and thick mechanical structure can accommodate hundreds of people, and the Punisher's most elite armed crew is ready.

Komi saw Chief Warrior Gat, who was carrying two disposable rocket launchers and a backpack for supplying a hot melt gun on his back, and was wearing heavy welder-style armor.

Komi also saw Ella, a cat-person. Under the influence of Beast Brew, she had become a sub-beast-person with less pronounced beast characteristics, but her body still exhibited the slender and agile feel of a feline. Overall, she was extremely beautiful and elegant.

Without further ado, Komi boarded the torpedo, found a seat, secured himself, and then contacted his Imperial allies.

The first sounds they heard were those of Azrael and Octar. Komi told the two Space Marines, "We will board the enemy ship first and set up a teleportation beacon. You can use the beacon to land next to us."

"Are you sure you can handle this? Why don't you wait for us to get into position? The enemy's main gun fired just now, causing a terrifying shockwave. Even inside our warship, there are signs of widespread corruption. Azmodari has already led men to clean it up." Azrael asked with some concern. He knew that the Exterminator frigate only had two torpedo launchers, and the number of soldiers that could be launched in a single salvo was limited.

As the torpedoes boarded and were pressurized, amidst the beeping sounds of Fithia checking their condition, Komi glanced at the soldiers beside him.

The Roarer Shotgun, the syringe-style Beast Brew, the Battle Blood Sugar, the pristine white Savior's Guardian statue hanging around their necks, and the undisclosed sub-orc genes of these individuals.

Komi felt that they had a fighting chance against the chaos on the Planet Killer and would not be wiped out the moment they landed, especially since he was right beside them.

“Our Savior is protecting us,” Komi replied calmly. “My warriors and I may not be as powerful as you Space Marines, but I firmly believe that faith and courage can help us defeat that nightmarish and terrifying enemy. Chapter Master Azrael, just receive the signal from the teleportation beacon.”

“Since you insist, I won’t say anything more. May the Emperor witness your courage.” Azrael said admiringly. He rarely respected a mortal, but Koken was one of them now.

Their conversation was interrupted by another voice, Major General Tius's hoarse plea for help, "Cough cough... The Throne of Terra, that thing is truly terrifying. Almost half of my crew has gone mad! I've only just recovered from the mutiny on the bridge! And there's more bad news: the warp disturbance caused by the enemy's main guns firing has affected the entry of other Imperial forces, and we have no reinforcements to rely on for the time being!"

“Then there’s even less time to waste! You guys deal with your mess first, I’ll go first.” Komi turned to look at Fitia and asked when the boarding torpedoes would be ready to launch.

"I need another thirty seconds!"

"Too long! Use overloaded terminology!"

“Yes!” Fithia nodded, immediately setting aside the standard procedures she had learned from the Mechanical Temple and controlling her engineering backpack to extend a connecting cable.

Fithia took out another small bottle of holy oil and dipped the connecting wire into it, ensuring that a long oil thread could be pulled out when the connecting wire was taken out.

Then, Fetia increased the voltage of the connecting wire, and the tip of the wire would occasionally emit some eerie blue lightning. She then quickly opened the encapsulation box of the boarding torpedo control platform and slowly moved the crackling lightning connecting wire and a small dot inside the box closer.

Fithia muttered incantations, speaking with a gentle yet alluring charm, "Come quickly, little machine spirit. I know you can't contain your desire any longer. You want to show your worth to the God of Machines, don't you? You want to show your beauty, don't you? Quickly open your closed heart and embrace all of this..."

Komi watched as Fithia rubbed the connecting wire around the small round hole, coating it with holy oil, and crackling lightning occasionally flowed into the hole.

Koji felt the lightning enter, and the roar of the boarding torpedo's engine grew louder. Finally, with a subtle expression, he watched as Fitia teased the boarding torpedo in this somewhat 'vulgar' way. Then, the small round hole inexplicably emitted a suction force that firmly held the connecting wire in Fitia's hand.

Then, the boarding torpedo was fully activated, and the entire process, including preparations, took Fetia only six seconds.

Chapter 420: It's both terrifying and erotic!

This method... isn't it a little too... too strange?

Komi wanted to say something, but when he thought that he had ordered Fithia to summarize and categorize the concept of overloaded word formation, he was speechless.

He could only observe the reactions of others and discovered that none of the soldiers in the cabin showed any aversion to Fithia's methods.

Take that Gat for example. Komi saw him tightly hugging the molten gun in his hand, peeling off his visor and passionately kissing the gun.

He didn't have lipstick to leave a lip print, but the unfired gun was cold, leaving a misty, condensed kiss mark on it.

Komi also heard Gate's whisper as he spoke to the molten gun, "My little darling, only death can separate us... Oh? You two are jealous too? Really, what's there to be jealous of? I won't forget you."

Gates raised his hand again and touched the disposable rocket launcher on his back, then turned his face to leave a light kiss on each of them.

The happiness on Gate's face didn't seem fake; Komi even saw the shadows of Bennett and Hela in him.

But this was not an isolated case. The other soldiers did not perform much better than Getter. They cherished their weapons and called out to the machine spirits within them with affectionate names.

This reminded Komi of the anime games he used to play, where many people would go crazy for anthropomorphic guns, tanks, and warships.

Their performances gave Komi a similar feeling, except that there were no anthropomorphic weapons here, only the raw, unadulterated feel of steel...

Is this...right?

Right? Wrong?

Is this correct?

Is it right or wrong to forge such a deep bond between soldiers and their weapons? Has this method of maintaining weapons become the norm on the Exterminator, or even in the Port of No Return?

Koji couldn't understand this, nor did he dare to think about it, for fear that he would lose control of his facial expression.

Then he heard a loud crackling sound as a soldier was forcefully pulling the loading mechanism of his gun back and forth, ejecting bullets into his hand and then loading them back in.

Seeing everyone looking at him, the soldier gave an awkward smile and explained, "Xiao Tie is a bit special. When she was assigned to me, her performance in training was always poor. I listened to Father Fithia's teachings and gained the machine spirit's trust with my sincerity and meticulous care, which is how I learned about Xiao Tie's problem. She's just a little nervous, and I know how to help her relax..."

Kara!

Another bullet was returned to the soldier's hand. Koji vaguely felt the small iron gun in the soldier's hand tremble slightly, as if the gun itself was shy and shrank back into its owner's arms.

Of course, Koken only suspected it; he had no evidence. He could only watch all of this unfold with a complicated expression and begin to wonder if the incredible power of these weapons was related to the curse on him.

What terrible things have I done...?

As the boarding torpedo slid out of the hatch, he shook his head, thinking to himself that he had a group of fiercely competitive soldiers under his command who truly treated their weapons like wives.

That's bad enough, but the Machine Soul XP systems in the weapons are so weird, even Komi can't stand looking at them...

This is truly terrifying and erotic! Does your empire have such an incredible army?

At least the Exterminator has... the future Flawless City... If this excessive care and pampering of weapons can really improve the army's combat effectiveness, then the army of Flawless City has something new to teach.

The boarding torpedo, carrying Komi's endless emotions and melancholy, streaked through the air and flew rapidly toward the Planet Killer.

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Beep beep! ! !