Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The impact intensity of the mutants has increased dramatically in the past ten minutes. Although the Nurgle cultists in Hive 2 are in disarray, the anger of the survivors is pushed to the extreme by the deaths of their comrades in the trampling.

They are no longer a blind tide, but mad dogs driven by a pure desire for revenge.

Suddenly, the mountain of corpses began to expand violently.

"boom!"

A low-ranking plague demon, about three meters tall, tore out of the rotting flesh.

It was born from the corpse of a high priest who had just died.

The chest cavity exploded, the ribs turned outward like flower petals, and a demonic entity with a single eye and a single horn, covered in rotting carapace, rose from it.

The rusted bone-chopping knife in its hand was wrapped in highly toxic subspace energy, and the air hissed and corroded wherever the blade passed.

The plague demon leaped over the mountain of corpses, its bone-chopping blade slashing heavily at the nearest assassin.

The assassin raised his shield to block.

The immense kinetic energy caused his kneecap to crack with a sharp sound.

Even more deadly is the subspace corrosion on the blade.

The shield was instantly pierced, and the corrosive liquid splashed onto the assassin's forearm armor. The steel turned black and shattered at a visible speed.

A structural gap has appeared in the defense line.

"High-risk target confirmed. Requesting intervention from company commander level."

K-09 node. Space folds around the struggling assassin.

Two company commander-level suicide soldiers stepped out of the portal, and together with the node commander, they instantly formed a three-on-three battle formation.

Close combat, especially with friendly forces present, is the fastest way to eliminate threats.

The first company commander-level suicide soldier sidestepped and slid, his high-frequency powered knife cutting into the Plague Demon's wrist with extremely high kinetic energy.

At the moment the blade collides with the carapace, high-frequency vibrations break down the molecular bonds layer by layer.

The demon's wrist, along with the cleaver, flew into the air.

The demon let out an angry roar.

The second assassin's battle axe had already come crashing down. The blade embedded itself in the demon's knee joint, precisely severing the supporting structure.

The three-meter-tall demon lost its balance and its massive body tilted forward.

The third assassin leaped onto the demon's shoulder, gripping its single horn tightly with his left hand, while shoving the muzzle of a heavy explosive pistol into the demon's roaring, rotting mouth with his right.

Pull the trigger.

The bomb detonated inside the skull.

The demon's head exploded from the inside into a cloud of grayish-green flesh.

After twitching for two seconds, the headless body slowly turned into a pool of foul-smelling subspace remnants.

The target has been confirmed dead.

The two company commander-level suicide soldiers turned around and were enveloped again by the static force field, without looking back even once.

Node of the abandoned heavy industrial smelting area of ​​Nest City No. 1.

The highly toxic waste liquid at the bottom reacted violently with the chemicals.

Under the dual catalysis of subspace corrosion energy and extreme environment, six highly mutated filthy chaotic eggs rose from the waste liquid lake.

They were forcibly pieced together from dozens of fused believer corpses and scrap metal, and were the size of a civilian transport truck. They were covered in pus, and tentacles constantly extended and retracted from the gaps in their shells, like giant, walking infected pustules.

The laser gun of the platoon leader-level assassin struck the scrap metal armor. The beam was reflected and scattered, leaving only a reddish hot spot on the surface of the armor, which was then covered and cooled by pus.

It had no effect.

The Chaos Egg let out a muffled growl, like a pipe bursting, and charged towards the Shield Wall.

The tentacles of the first Chaos Egg lashed out like steel cables, wrapping around the upper edges of the two shields and pulling them outwards with a sudden force.

"Crack!"

The shield clips were violently snapped off. Two assassins, shields and all, were dragged out of the formation. Tentacles tightened, and the muffled sound of bones being crushed was still clearly audible amidst the noise.

A two-meter-wide gap appeared in the defense line.

The mutants behind them, like sharks that have smelled blood, roared and surged toward the breach.

A company commander-level battle formation cannot deal with such a heavily armored, large-mass unit within seconds.

"White Tiger Team".

Forty-five White Tiger Power Armor suits are the last layer of insurance for this war machine.

A dull sonic boom echoed from the void.

Two White Tiger power armors roared out of the portal.

The two-and-a-half-meter-tall power armor stood out in the dimly lit passage like a war god materialized from the void.

Jia raised the heavy plasma incineration gun.

Overload charging.

The blue light focused from the gun muzzle instantly changed the color temperature of the entire passage from a dim orange-red to a dazzling ice blue.

A blue, high-temperature plasma sphere was ejected.

Hit the center of the torso of the two frontmost Chaos Eggs.

Half of the Chaos Egg skipped directly from the solid state to the liquid state and vaporized into a cloud of white-hot metallic vapor.

Steam condensed in the surrounding air, forming a strange, metallic snow that shimmered with an orange-red afterglow.

Jia Er pulled out the high-frequency vibrating giant sword.

With its living metal servo muscles operating at full power, the power armor transformed into a white lightning bolt, rushing into the remaining four Chaos Eggs.

The greatsword's first strike, from top to bottom, cleaved a chaotic egg in two along its midline.

The fused corpses and mechanical parts inside, still writhing, spilled onto the ground like an overturned trash can.

The greatsword unleashed its second strike, a horizontal sweep that simultaneously severed the tentacles reaching out from the two Chaos Eggs.

The pus at the severed ends was vaporized into white smoke in the aftershocks of the high-frequency vibrations.

The greatsword unleashed its third strike, thrusting forward until the tip pierced the core of the last Chaos Egg—a disgusting brain composed of a dozen fused heads.

The heads opened their mouths and let out a final, silent scream before shattering.

Six Chaos Eggs, erased.

The broken defensive line closed again under the cover of fire from two power armors.

The suicide squad filled the vacancies.

A1 and A2 turn around and enter the next standby cycle.

Three layers of defense, each with its own function.

Under the microsecond-level scheduling of swarm intelligence, this war machine spanning three hive cities operates with ruthless efficiency.

The impact of the Negrito followers was cut off, crushed, and evaporated layer by layer.

Nest No. 3, Lower Nest Ninth Residential Area.

Leah, clutching her screaming son, desperately ran upwards with the surging crowd.

Behind them, the mutants that had crawled out of the drainage grates had already torn apart several slow-moving old men.

The corridor was filled with the stench of blood and the sweet, foul smell of plague.

Screams, cries, and the wet breathing of the mutants mingled together like a symphony of hell.

Leah turned a corner, only to find the corridor ahead blocked.

The corridor was blocked by five soldiers wearing black bulletproof armor.

They knelt on one knee and locked the bulletproof shield into a low wall.

The muzzle of a laser gun protruded from the gap in the shield.

"Civilians! Escape through the evacuation routes on both sides!"

The lead officer, a member of the suicide squad, shouted through a megaphone: "Everyone who can run, get to the upper floors! Don't look back!"

Leah paused for a moment.

These soldiers are completely different from the previous PDFs.

The PDF soldiers who had previously been stationed at Xiachao were filled with fear; their hands were trembling, and they ran faster than the civilians.

But the eyes of these five people were empty.

Like stone, like machine.

They looked at the mutants pouring in from the end of the corridor as if they were looking at a row of industrial waste waiting to be processed.

"Passed! Quickly!"

Leah ran past the assassins while carrying her son.

The instant she passed by, she heard the buzzing of laser guns firing in unison behind her, as well as the sound of flesh exploding as mutants were hit.

She didn't turn around. But her son, peering back from over her shoulder, suddenly stopped crying.

"Mother……"

The child said in a childish voice, "The angel uncle is fighting the bad guys."

The main force of 900,000 PDFs finally completed its rapid march and arrived at the rear of the battlefield.

Under the command of swarm intelligence, they were embedded in the combat system of the suicide squad army like precise gears.

PDF's firepower array deployed fifty meters behind the suicide node, constructing a second layer of in-depth containment. Those scattered mutants who managed to squeeze through the gaps in the mountain of corpses to pass through the first line of fire were sniped and killed by PDF's laser guns in a crossfire pattern.

The armored forces activated heavy bulldozer blades to push the mutant remains piled up in front of the suicide squad's position into the waste liquid pools on both sides.

The bulldozer blade was covered in grayish-green pus and bone fragments. With each push, the sound of bones cracking under the blade could be heard.

The engineering battalion deployed promethium spray vehicles to disinfect the area where the bodies were piled up at ultra-high temperatures.