Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

The next moment the bomb exploded, and the shockwave and intense heat incinerated everything that the leech had left behind!

"Phew... I think this was the right thing to do, right?" Jack said, wiping the sweat from his forehead with lingering fear.

The only response to his bold move was the screen in the cockpit.

Chapter 427: Planet Killer - Unable to Rise Again!

Octa held Komi tightly until the heatwave subsided before opening his arms to observe Komi's reaction.

When Octa saw Komi's tear-streaked face, his heart ached. In his eyes, this was Phenus's lament over his brother Fugen's fall from grace. Recalling the friendly relationship between the Emperor's Son and the Iron Hand Legion during the Great Crusade, and the tragedy of Istvan III, Octa's almost atrophied tear ducts also secreted some tears.

Alas! If my father, Guilliman, were to see this scene, he too would surely grieve over the immense changes between the past and the present.

However, Komi's tears were not from emotional pain; he was brought to tears by physical pain. He didn't even dare to sob; he could only lower his eyelids and let the physiological tears flow in large streams.

More tears led to more misunderstandings. Octar even thought that Koken had fainted because of his grief. In his anxiety, he hurriedly used Space Marine-level emergency medical care!

He pressed his hands on Komi's chest, and the force made Komi scream in pain.

"what!"

It worked!

Octa got even more excited and continued pressing, making Komi feel like she was dying.

Damn it! Fugen didn't kill me! You idiot, you're going to kill me!

Koken didn't know where he got the strength from, but in a fit of anger and pain, he swung his palm and hit Octa's helmet directly.

"My lord? My lord, are you alright?" Octa asked anxiously. Komi was really afraid that he would go crazy again, so she forced herself to utter a sentence.

"As long as you don't touch me, I'll be fine..."

Upon hearing this, Octa immediately let go, and Koji slid down, landing on the ground with his hands behind his back, unable to move. He vowed in his heart that once he recovered, he would whip Octa a few times to vent his anger.

How can you, an extreme warrior, act so recklessly? Are you just like your hot-tempered father?

Komi lay on the ground, slowly enduring the pain, while the others gathered around, looking at him with concern.

Is the saint alright? What should we do next?

At this moment, only Octar and Azrael could make the decision; the rest were far inferior to them in terms of prestige and status.

Azrael was examining Azmodan's injuries and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the always-angry interrogator had only his jaw and legs broken. He looked around and said, "I think we should leave here. This den of iniquity is collapsing."

Octar glanced around as well. The chaotic things that enveloped them were burning. These things, which were not part of reality, burned without leaving a trace of ash, and the large gaps exposed the true nature of the Planet Killer.

It was an empty shell made of a lot of metal, which could only move by stuffing countless subspace evil objects into it. When the evil objects dissipated, only an empty shell remained.

The evil creature perished much faster than the people could perceive. Soon, the fleshy peak that was about a thousand meters high vanished into thin air, and the plain formed by the taut skin also returned to nothingness.

“We have to go,” Octavia said, looking up to see Jack’s vehicle still circling in the air. He then used his command privileges to connect to Jack’s communications.

"Soldier, we need you to complete a mission."

"Yes, sir, what do you need me to do?"

"I need you to fly into the void as fast as you can! Have the Imperial fleet send out our transport ships; this Chaos Beast is rotting."

"Yes sir!"

Without further ado, Jack pulled the control stick and flew the Fury interceptor outside.

Ezekiel kept watching the interceptor until it disappeared from his sight before asking, "If I'm not mistaken, the interceptor's engine must be wrecked, right?"

“I didn’t know you had made achievements in mechanics,” Azrael asked curiously.

Ezekiel waved his hand modestly and said, "I just often chat with our technical sergeants."

"Maybe it's the spirit of the machine manifesting, just like the tank that the Third Company saw during the defense of Hill 15 in Yilank."

"The crew was all killed in the stun grenade, but the tank is still firing, right?"

"Yes."

"What should the sage do?"

"Okta told us not to touch him. Perhaps we can use this time to try and cut off the board beneath him and take it up with us. The seeds of our fallen brothers should also be retrieved; may the environment here not have had the chance to pollute these sacred seeds..."

......

Jack darted through numerous holes of varying sizes, as if searching for a way out in a chaotic sky. Before the golden light rose, Jack was like a headless fly, running around aimlessly.

"How's Tick doing?" Jack called out to the back.

Harlan wiped the sweat from her brow and sighed as she replied, "I can only say that the Savior doesn't want Tik to serve him yet; his life is as tough as an orc's."

That said, Tick's condition is also extremely bad. He was trapped in the spherical gun bay at the bottom of the nose when the plane crashed, and the friction and impact almost flattened his lower body. The bent gun muzzle pierced his shoulder, and other parts crushed his ribs.

Harlan almost gave up when he saw Tick's miserable state, but it was only after Jack's insistence that he used a shovel and saw to dig Tick out of the mess.

Tick ​​has received basic medical treatment; everything that needed to be cut has been cut, and the bleeding has been stopped. Although this makes him look like a potato that has been cut in half, it has indeed saved his life.

Once back on the warship, Tick can purchase some mechanical prosthetics from the mechanical monks, or directly cultivate new limbs using his own genes; the human empire's technology in this area is not lagging behind.

The interceptor left the Planet Killer, and Jack adjusted the rearview camera to check on the giant ship's current condition.

Just as the adults said, this evil beast is slowly rotting away.

Jack sighed inwardly, then turned his gaze to other battlefields. Two menacing orc fleets were being chased by the Imperial fleet that had entered last. He saw Captain Spyr's warship charging ahead, destroying many orc warships with its large cannons on both sides.

What a great victory!

We defeated two troublesome enemies in one battle!

Jack paid high tribute to Koji, who devised the operation, and then he sent a message to the Imperial Fleet requesting that they immediately send a fleet of transport ships, landing craft, and the like to pick him up.

On the bridge of the Planet Killer, Sarafiston stood expressionless. When he saw the golden light rise, he knew that he could not win this battle no matter what.

He personally executed all the technical sailors on the bridge to prevent them from being captured by the Imperial Navy.

Looking down to make sure there was still one cursed bullet left in the magazine, Sarafiston smiled bitterly and murmured, "At least... my coffin is more spacious than ever before."

Then he raised his gun, pointed it at his own head, and ended his life.

Chapter 428: What is this? This is Black Stone Fortress.

Swaying slightly, Koji opened his eyes. He felt the pain in his body wasn't so terrible anymore, and he opened his mouth to ask softly, "How are you now...?"

"My lord, you're finally all better."

Upon hearing Octa's voice, Koken immediately lost his temper. He coldly replied, "If you hadn't pressed those buttons on me, I would have recovered much faster... Now I don't want to hear from you. Where is Fithia? Where is she?"

"Sage, I'm here!" When Fita heard Gu Jian call her, she rushed over immediately. If she had the ability to push Octa aside, she would have done so.

Octar looked embarrassed by Komi's words and made no attempt to defend himself, which puzzled Azrael. He thought Octar's attitude towards Komi was a bit too respectful, and wondered what was going on that he didn't know.

Azrael decided to inquire about the situation privately, and Komi learned about the current battle situation from Fithia.

The Planet Killer was destroyed, leaving only various weapon platforms on its empty shell, ranging from ancient macro cannons and light spears to anti-aircraft artillery. The demons that controlled them were so frightened by the flash of golden light that they fled back into the warp.

These weapons, once recovered and purified, can become an asset to the Imperial Navy, but this process often takes hundreds of years to complete. The Mechanicus's complex procedures and the Empire's wariness of Chaos have resulted in extremely slow progress in the conversion.

Furthermore, the group did not find Fugen's remains, and the charred snake body and leeches disappeared in the explosion of the bombs dropped by Jack.

Komi didn't feel any regret. The Primarch's soul and the essence of the Warp were basically in the hands of the gods. As long as they didn't give up, it would be extremely difficult to reclaim the Primarch's soul.

Even during the future plague war, when Emperor-possessed Guilliman stabbed Nurgle, he still couldn't capture that unfortunate Mortalian.

Considering the miserable state of Fugen after being burned by the Emperor's Golden Flame, Komi felt that he wouldn't be able to come out and compete with this fraudster pretending to be Phenus anytime soon.

"And also... Captain Spire is pursuing the orc fleet..."

Upon hearing Fetia mention the orcs, Komi immediately perked up. He forced himself to sit up and asked, "Captain Spyr has already defeated the orcs?"

“No, he hasn’t.” Fithia shook his head. “The orc fleet was scattered after being bombarded by the Planet Killer, and it will be difficult for the Imperial fleet to wipe them all out in one go.”

Komi nodded and immediately ordered Fitia, "Have Captain Spyr release those orc warships that use meteorites as hulls, and focus your attacks on those orc warships that look normal. But don't attack too hard, just severely damage those orc warships."

What does this mean?

"These orcs...have even more uses," Komi replied mysteriously.

......

The blinding red alarm light flashed, revealing a gloomy face with a red forehead. He had failed to acquire the enormous treasure and was now losing all the resources he had.

What caused him to suffer such a huge loss? Of course, it was that bastard Lusny and that so-called nine-headed Waaagh agent 005.

"We're doomed...you know that?" Redhead stared coldly at the nervous Lusni.

Lusny screamed, jumped around, and knelt down in front of Redhead with a thud. "I...I was just a messenger! These terrible ideas were all his, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Hehe..." Redhead smirked, a forced smile playing on his lips. He waved his hand, and several scoundrels surrounded Lusni with knives, looking like they were going to skin him alive on the spot.

Lusni was so scared he almost peed himself. His little brain couldn't come up with any more words of pleading. Just then, the farts who were staring intently at the detector shouted loudly.

"The shrimps' boat has changed course! They've gone after the Deathrattle Raiders!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Redhead stood up from his chair, pushed aside the fart-faced guy blocking the screen, and used his own eyes to confirm the current situation.

The Imperial warships that were closely following them actually turned around and killed the Ravens. Redhead was puzzled by the Imperial warships' actions.

At that moment, Lu Xun, who was so scared he almost wet his pants, immediately jumped out and shouted, "This must be Agent 005! I knew he wouldn't betray our cause!"

Agent 005? He did it?

Redhead's eyes darted around three times, but he had no better explanation. So he suspended Lusni's execution and left the star system with the rest of his fleet.

Redhead had already figured out what to do next: he wanted to integrate the remaining forces of the Death Raiders to compensate for the losses.

Just then, Lusni suddenly clutched his stomach and rolled on the ground, and a series of urgent beeping sounds reached Redhead's ears.

Could it be...

Redhead acted decisively, punching Lusni squarely in the stomach, forcing the fart-headed jerk to vomit.

A perfectly round holographic communicator fell to the ground, and the light wove together to form the figure of Komi.

"Hello, red-headed guy."

“Agent 005…” Redhead’s tone was complicated. He tried to ask a question, but found that the projection was pre-recorded.