Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

Learning from the Krieg Legion's artillery advance, the soldiers charged with a fervent, death-defying frenzy, enveloped in a sense of atonement.

Or should we learn from the Catachan Legion? They train a group of deadly warriors in harsh environments, turning combat into instinct, and occasionally, through natural selection, a few exceptional men can squeeze a Tyrannosaurus Rex to death with their biceps.

Combining the characteristics of the two legions is undoubtedly a pipe dream, but Komi believes he has such an opportunity.

Firstly, the beast-like characteristics of the sub-orcs have, under his guidance, become powerful proof that humans are born sinful. A strong sense of atonement is brewing within the Exterminator, and will become the focus of thought for the people of the Immaculate City in the future.

Secondly, the Triple Beans of the Flawless City also roughly imitate the dangerous environment of Catachana. Every Orc who can hunt back a large number of Triple Beans during the harvest season is a fierce warrior far stronger than others. They are even qualified to undergo Space Marine surgery.

But Komi was still not satisfied. He wanted to take his army to the next level and build a powerful force that could effectively counter even organized Space Marines.

After much thought, the example of the Tau Empire lingered in Komi's mind.

The Tau people are physically weak, but when they enter their combat suits and use highly functional soldier bees to assist them in battle, even Space Marines have to deal with these well-coordinated alloy warriors.

After seeing the crude combat suits made by those fart spirits, Komi's idea grew stronger day by day, and finally reached its peak after the Sage of Sam swallowed the fart spirit's blood sugar!

Sage Semi combined the design of the fart-like combat suit with his own inspiration and Komi's deliberate reminder, and finally created the H1 type redemption combat suit with a greenish appearance and the matching accompanying servo skull, which he simply called the battle bone.

Compared to the XV8 Crisis Combat Suit that the Tau Empire plans to manufacture in the future, the H1 Atonement Combat Suit is designed to be simpler and more outdated. The material used to forge the suit is not a lightweight material like dense nano-alloy armor, but rather plastic steel that any casting world of the Empire can produce in trillions of tons.

The weight of the plastic steel meant that the H1 Atonement combat suit could only be moved by running on two legs, and could not be moved by flying by carrying an additional engine backpack.

The H1 Redemption combat suit itself also lacks the protection of an ion shield. The only defense that ensures the pilot inside is not fatally injured is a thick piece of plastic steel, a layer of Xuan-style defensive armor that is densely distributed on the surface like dragon scales, and a warrior holding a Xuan-style defensive armor shield beside him.

The weapons are designed to be cost-effective, with five Roarer shotguns bundled together in a rotary machine gun configuration and supplied with belt ammunition being the only weapons available on the H1 Atonement combat suit.

The brain-computer interface connecting the driver was also simplified, with only a data spike piercing the brain placed in the cockpit, and no special brain-computer interface modification was made to the back of the driver's head.

It is said that Sage Sem did this because he discovered that the orcs had a strong ability to recover; the small wounds on the back of their heads pierced by data spikes would heal in a very short time instead of bleeding profusely.

The healed wound provides better protection for data spikes, making the connection between humans and machines more stable.

Of course, such a design also has obvious problems, namely that the driver must endure the pain to complete both the online and offline phases.

Despite these shortcomings, the H1 Atonement Combat Suit also has its unique advantages.

First, there's the Beast Brew Supply Tank in the cockpit, ensuring the pilot can maintain their precious sanity even in a place where nightmares come true.

Then there are the overly active machine spirits. Sage Semi checked the machine spirits of each combat suit and found that these machine spirits were more active and sensitive than those of ordinary guns, tanks, fighter jets and other machines.

Sage Semi couldn't find the cause of this phenomenon, while Komi believed it was because the humanoid body of the combat suit attracted more emotional attachment from the pilots.

Sage Semi also claimed that if the relationship between the pilot and the combat suit's soul is good enough, the synchronization rate between the pilot and the combat suit will be further improved, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is his second human skin.

Finally, there's the overly rough manufacturing process. These combat suits have a lot of redundant parts, which reduces the overall combat stability of the suits, but also makes maintenance extremely simple.

Sometimes, all you need to do is tap the damaged joints and use some tape to stick the broken wires back together, and the combat suit can still maintain a certain level of combat capability and continue fighting.

Just like the Leman Rustank's voracious engine, capable of consuming high-purity promethium and chewing on alien plants, as long as Imperial soldiers can find something to burn, the fuel-starved Leman Rustank can be put back into motion.

The H1 Redemption Combat Suit wasn't a design that would completely satisfy Koga, but for now, it was the only equipment he could provide to his soldiers. The boarding action against Eldar ships was undoubtedly a test of the combat suit's capabilities, and the experience gained would serve as a reference for the next upgrade of the combat suit.

As the boarding torpedoes pierced the Eclipse-class cruisers one by one, Komi began to hope that the H1 Atonement combat suit would become the nightmare of the Eldar pirates, proving with a one-sided massacre that Komi's investment in them had not been in vain.

"Hurry! We can't afford to waste any time. Quickly take cover and watch out for enemy ambushes!" Ella, now a combat suit pilot, was waving her mechanical arm while her other hand held the large Howler shotgun that was tied together, firing in the direction the Eldar might be heading.

In an instant, the entire corridor was illuminated by the muzzle flashes, and the wall that had been targeted was riddled with bullet holes.

The Eldar pirates' elite sniper, the Ranger known as the Fate Handler, aimed at Ella's combat suit. He didn't bother to guess where this barbaric-looking suit came from; he only knew that, like other machines created by the human empire, it could only bring endless pain to his people.

The Fate Handler pulled the trigger, and an extremely long crystal shard silently shot out of the muzzle and towards the gap in the combat suit.

Tragically, I'll be busy again tonight.

If someone picks up the document on the left first,

Then the others would have no choice but to pick up the one on the right.

This is what is known as working overtime.

No one can possibly allow two versions of themselves to coexist in the same workstation.

Everything I have done is by no means out of altruism.

I have a... unwavering determination to slack off!

I firmly believe that my slacking off was not wrong...

[Laborious] I love my Iron Warrior!

【D 4 C!】

Hard work and long hours!

【Hard Work Have Humdrum Time! 】

I... have already picked up the original document!

You are hindering this organization's path to a happy future!

[D 4 C] has indeed reached a higher level!

My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror; all my actions and deeds are nothing but slacking off!

Chapter 459: In the name of saving the Lord, we offer up slaughter.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The sound of the metal structure being torn apart was immediately heard by the pilot of the H1 Redemption Combat Suit. This rough-looking suit, whose design could not be described as refined, had a remarkably sensitive feedback system, thanks to the lively machine spirit that the suit possessed.

Each pilot, once qualified to wear the H1 Redemption Combat Suit, will name the machine spirit within it.

Ella, who was once a cat-human but is now a sub-beastman with some feline-like beast-like features, also refers to the mechanical spirit of her combat suit as "As Usual".

She used this word to commemorate the past when her ancestors did not mutate into that form...

With the gap in her joints pierced, Ella's combat suit immediately lost its balance. In a moment of crisis, she braced her other hand's shield against the ground, regaining her balance and ensuring she received the shield's protection.

"The enemy likes to launch attacks from the shadows! Project fire in the distance! Even if we can't hit them, we should at least make them afraid to attack us so openly!" Ella gave the order, raising her other hand, which was equipped with a multi-barreled Howler shotgun, and firing in the direction from which the attack was coming.

Just now, she couldn't see the traces of the shattered crystal clearly, but the machine spirit used the wound on its leg to determine the general direction of the enemy.

The Howler shotgun has always been known for its astonishing power when it fires and the powerful impact of its bullets. When these powerful weapons are linked together and fired in turn in the manner of a revolving Gatling gun, the problem of the slower rate of fire is not so prominent.

Ella and the other four H1 Atonement combat suits opened fire. The muzzle flashes from their guns made the faint glow of the psionic circuits inside the Eldar warship appear even weaker. The bullets whistling past were so dense that the Eldar could see them, but they couldn't find a single gap to dodge!

Bang bang bang!

This is the sound of spirit bones being repeatedly shattered by bullets. These materials, generated by the singing of the Eldar Bone Singers, are not real creations, but subspace energy solidified by special techniques.

If the Bone Chanter's technique is good enough, the spirit bone can be manipulated into any shape, and its natural repair ability can be further accelerated by the Bone Chanter.

But now, facing a dense and fierce barrage of bullets, even if the Bone Singers push their spiritual energy to the limit, they cannot guarantee that their spiritual bone barrier will gain the upper hand in the confrontation. With the help of time, their defense line will inevitably be destroyed.

"Keep firing! Leave no survivors!" Ella coldly ordered. The two auxiliary combat skulls surrounding her also floated to the wounds on her combat suit and began repairs according to the pre-programmed procedure.

A support combat skull used a thermal cutter to smooth the wound on the combat suit, then used pliers to grip and weld the Xuan-style defensive armor plate carried by another support combat skull to the wound.

This treatment is absolutely awful!

Only orcs would repair their equipment like that! One can imagine that if an H1 Atonement combat suit had gone through a fierce battle, its constantly repaired fuselage would be seen by Imperial soldiers in the defensive line as a war machine sent by the orcs.

Fortunately, this operation was not a joint operation with the Astragalus forces in remote star sectors, but rather an annihilation campaign by the Army of the Savior against cunning alien pirates. The friendly casualties caused by the misunderstanding were negligible.

A brief, rough, and simple repair allowed Ella's combat suit to stand up again. She immediately used the interface at the back of her head to operate the suit, raising the shield in front to lead the other combat suits to continue advancing.

Ding ding ding ding...

The fragments of crystals, capable of slicing a person into a skeleton without leaving any flesh or skin, kept attacking, as dense and terrifying as facing a horizontal blizzard!

Ella could feel the shield in her hand, which was armed with layers of Xuan-style defensive armor, being torn apart by these shards of crystal. These relatively inexpensive defensive methods had both advantages and disadvantages.

Its advantage lies in its extremely strong defense. Although the Sage of Sem and Fetia have yet to figure out why the slightly gapped layout of the Xuan-style defensive armor can so effectively weaken projected attacks.

It can withstand explosives, plasma, thermal bursts, and even jets of flame.

However, the problem is also obvious: Xuan-style defensive armor is not currently capable of being mass-produced. The angles and gaps in the armor require the Sage of Sem and the monks of Fetia to personally adjust them based on their ineffable experience.

Although some technicians demonstrated an understanding of the Xuan-style defensive armor and were able to weld a few armor plates onto it, it was still a drop in the ocean compared to the enormous demand for fighter jets and combat suits.

Another drawback is that the protective power of the Xuan-style defensive armor does not rely on the so-called strength of the armor alloy, but on the porous structure that is difficult to measure. Therefore, the Xuan-style defensive armor can be destroyed by any slightly stronger impact.

So much so that a stone thrown by a five-year-old child could knock off a piece of Xuan-style defensive armor.

This problem became extremely apparent when facing the Eldar, who used high-rate-of-fire light weapons.

In just a few seconds, the Xuan-style defensive armor on the shields of Ella and the several combat suits around her was stripped away by the shattered crystals. It would have taken the Sage of the Sem several minutes to make such a shield. Now, all that was left was a bare alloy plate full of weld joints and shattered crystal spikes.

Perhaps we should add another layer of defense to the Xuan-style defensive armor?

Ella looked at the shield and thought to herself that if there had been an alloy plate covering the Xuan-style defensive armor, the Eldar's shattered crystals wouldn't have been able to destroy the shield so quickly.

But such opinions could only be raised after surviving, and Ella knew this deeply. She didn't let her attention wander for too long from the distant enemy and continued to maintain fierce firepower suppression.

The pitted and uneven spirit bones finally gave way and shattered under the bombardment of bullets. The spirit race member hiding behind them reacted quickly and immediately slipped behind another piece of spirit bone for cover.

His cloak on his mesh armor caught Ella's attention. Ella's reflexes, which were much faster than a wildcat's, helped her adjust the muzzle of her gun by a few centimeters, locking onto the Eldar who was trying to charge ten meters away.

"Die... you damned alien..."

Under Ella's somewhat bloodthirsty gaze, the Eldar was struck by a bullet. The mesh armor designed for agility could not protect his life. He was like a piece of white paper fluttering in a storm, his body bursting with blood before he screamed and died.

His soul did not return to the Soul Stone...

This situation undoubtedly filled the other Eldar fighting with despair, but Ella and the others did not understand the Eldar's thoughts. They did not know the use of the Soul Stone, nor did they know where the souls went.

All they knew was that they believed in the Savior and, in His name, brought certain destruction upon these aliens!

Chapter 460: The Spirit Race's bodies were created by the Ancient Saints.

The combat suit is indeed quite powerful.

Komi walked through the corridor with his guards. Unlike the corridors on human ships, which were filled with the oppressive feeling of steel, the corridors of the Eldar warships also showcased their artistic talents to the fullest. The smooth outlines, the circuits that emitted a faint glow, and the mysterious symbols created a scene worth appreciating.

But now those images are shattered. The smooth walls are riddled with craters from the multi-barreled shotguns in combat suits, and the mysterious symbols are covered in the blood of Eldar and humans. The circuits that shimmer with psionic light seem to weep for the tragedy that befell their race, cursing the invading enemy.

These sounds were not clear to Fithia and the others, but they were very clear to the psionicist Kranka and Komi, who possessed the Pure White Throne.

Koken was getting impatient with the noise, but he couldn't just yell at the remnant souls in the circuits to shut up.

You've already slashed someone's throat with a knife, and you're telling them to shut up? That's really unnecessary.