Warhammer: Empire Reboot

This kind of dimensional reduction-like slaughter was playing out in every corner of the corridor.

Firepower. Melee combat. Reaction speed.

The White Tiger Warrior anticipated all of the Steel Warrior's predictions, resulting in an absolute and comprehensive crushing victory.

The elite squad of forty-five steel warriors was completely shredded in a mere three-minute encounter.

None survived.

The White Tiger team, stepping over the wreckage of the Steel Warriors, continued their advance towards the bottom and key nodes of the Anvil without a moment's pause.

The same scene was unfolding synchronously in other areas of the Anvil.

A thousand elite White Tiger warriors transformed into dozens of sharp blades, and under the coordination of swarm tactics, they swiftly and brutally cut through defenses, destroyed weapon nodes, and annihilated any steel warriors who dared to resist.

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The White Tiger Squadron advanced rapidly.

Behind them, as a thousand elite White Tiger troops completely cleared the landing area of ​​threats, Lawson's true force began to be deployed.

Tens of thousands of Thunder Death Knights, armed with bomb guns and laser rifles, poured into the Anvil through the portal like a flood bursting its banks.

The White Tiger Legion advanced forward, bulldozing the heavily armored defenses of the Steel Warriors like a bulldozer. The Thunder Death Squad followed closely behind, tasked with capturing key positions.

The Thunder Death Squad quickly took over the transit hub, armory, and power node that had been cleared by the White Tiger.

They welded defensive bunkers with extremely high efficiency, established internal communication base stations, and physically stripped control of the warship inch by inch from the steel warriors.

As the upper and middle decks were swiftly cleared, tens of thousands of Thunder Warriors, guided by swarm mentality, split off half of their forces and, like a black swarm of ants, rushed toward the Anvil's lower decks along the warship's gravity shafts and maintenance passages.

On the lower decks of this warship, the Iron Warriors kept tens of thousands of Chaos Auxiliary Soldiers, Mutant Warriors, and boarding slaves used for filling in the gaps.

These cannon fodder, implanted with nerve bombs and chemical agents, were originally intended as human shields for the Iron Warriors to deplete the enemy's boarding forces' ammunition.

In the darkness of the lower levels, the roar of bombs and the cutting sound of lasers converged into a one-sided symphony of slaughter.

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The Anvil, the strategic command center.

Battleship blacksmith Grendel stood in front of the main control panel, his mechanical prosthetic eye spinning rapidly, attempting to reorganize the entire warship's internal defense network.

His greatest strength lies in building defenses in dire situations.

He entered commands, attempting to close all the isolation gates in the fourth district, drain the oxygen from the corridor, and activate the automatic defense machine guns.

But the console screen remained unresponsive.

Glendel tapped the rune keys faster and faster, and the hydraulic hoses of the servo arm emitted a rapid hissing sound.

The Imperial Standard Gothic code on the screen began to distort, forcibly covered by a layer of cold blue data stream.

"boom."

All the main screens, astronomical display arrays, and tactical sand table in the command cabin went completely black at the same time.

The red flashing of the emergency lights also stopped.

The cabin was plunged into deathly darkness, with only Grendel's mechanical eyes emitting a scarlet glow.

He lost remote control of the warship.

With remarkable decisiveness, Grendel drew his heavy bomb gun and issued a rallying order to all the steel warriors in the command cabin.

"Abandon area defense. All companies retreat to the central main deck and establish a circular heavy firepower position."

He gave the final, trump card instruction.

"Open the soundproof pod. Release the fearless."

This is the source of the steel warriors' confidence.

Inside the thickest, most solidly armored, soundproof compartment of the Anvil, six Chaos Dreadnoughts lie dormant.

In the Chaos Legion, veterans who suffered fatal wounds were forcibly stuffed into metal sarcophagi, their senses severed, leaving them only with endless pain and hallucinations.

This causes them to descend into pure madness and rage when awakened.

The heavy, solid gold gate slowly rose.

Six Chaos Dreadnoughts burst out of the soundproof cabin.

Standing at 3.8 meters tall, they were metallic monsters forcibly stitched together from terracotta steel, refined gold, and mutated flesh.

The surface of the sarcophagus was covered with dark rust and yellow and black warning stripes.

The left arm is a twin-barreled heavy laser cannon or a multi-barreled thermal gun, while the right arm is a massive powered siege claw or a thunderous doomsday hammer.

These six fearless mechs are specifically designed for boarding maneuvers and corridor-like terrain inside space warships.

In such a confined space, they are unstoppable mobile bunkers.

"kill!"

The Chaos veteran, tormented for centuries, emits distorted electronic roars from within the sarcophagus.

Six fearless mechs strode forward on their heavy mechanical legs and charged into the main road.

They unleashed devastating firepower the moment they appeared.

The high-energy rays of the twin-mounted heavy laser cannons swept through the corridor, cutting deep, bottomless molten marks into the metal bulkhead.

Multi-tube hot melt spraying emits ultra-high temperature fan-shaped jets.

The advancing White Tiger battle group immediately felt the pressure.

Under the combined fire of lasers and thermals, the twenty heavy storm shields in the front row emitted an overloaded shriek from their force field generators, and the azure energy barrier began to flicker violently.

Even though the White Tiger Warriors possess the formidable physique equivalent to that of a Primitive Space Marine, their individual bombardment rifles and plasma attacks are insufficient to destroy this 3.8-meter-tall heavily armored unit in a short time.

The frontal armor of the Dreadnought is thick enough to withstand anti-tank firepower at the level of a battle vehicle.

Their offensive posture was forcibly suppressed.

The White Tiger Legion immediately halted its charge, seeking cover on both sides of the corridor to maintain a shield wall and avoid making any more unnecessary sacrifices.

On the command platform of the Avenger, Lawson curled his lips into a cold smile.

"Let the heavily armed troops take over."

Inside the Anvil, behind the White Tiger Warriors' defensive line, more than a dozen static force field portals once again erupted with a ghostly blue light.

Xiong Wei makes his entrance.

Thirty giant beasts stooped as they stepped out of the portal.

The five-meter-high ceiling on the main thoroughfare of the Iron Anvil felt somewhat cramped to them.

Thirty fortress-level force field shields were slammed heavily onto the deck by a single arm.

The refractive force fields interconnected, forming a steel cliff ten times thicker than the shield wall of the White Tiger Battle Group.

The heavy laser from the fearless mech struck the bear guard's heavy shield, but was significantly deflected by the refracting force field.

The remaining kinetic energy struck the 20-centimeter-thick plastic steel, leaving only a shallow scorch mark.

Xiong Wei's height is a full 40 centimeters taller than the 3.8-meter Chaos Dreadnought Mech.

In terms of size, these pure flesh and blood behemoths looked down on the mechanical monsters.

"Advance," Jorah Mormont ordered.

Thirty bear guards simultaneously raised their heavy firepower on their backs.

The barrels of the twin-mounted rapid-fire cannon and the heavy automatic cannon extend beyond the shield.

Tens of thousands of large-caliber depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds per minute were unleashed at an extremely close range of less than thirty meters onto the frontal armor of the six Chaos Dreadnought mechs.

The kinetic energy storm from the ammunition suppressed the Dreadnought, preventing it from taking another step forward.

Fragments of terracotta steel were scattered all over the surface of the sarcophagus.

The firepower suppression lasted only ten seconds.

Having exhausted his ammunition belt, Xiong Wei slung his heavy weapons back onto his back and drew his Thunder Hammer and Heavy Power Axe.

charge.

A Chaos Dreadnought wielded its powered siege claws, smashing head-on towards one of the foremost bear guards.

Using its immense mass and inertia, the bear guard rammed directly into the fortress-like heavy shield on its left arm.

"boom!"

A dull, metallic creaking sound echoed through the corridor.

The hydraulic bearings of the Dreadnought's lower body emitted a cracking sound as it was forced to break under the strain, and the massive metal body staggered back two steps.

Its prized armor weight lost its advantage due to the Xiongwei's denser muscle mass and the kinetic energy of the anti-gravity Centurion Heavy Armor.

Just as the fearless mech lost its balance.

Another bear guard cut in at high speed from the flank.

He gripped the Thunder Hammer tightly with both hands, exerted force from his waist, and slammed it hard into the left knee joint of the Dreadnought.

The disintegration field attached to the Thunder Hammer instantly destroyed the terracotta armor, and the enormous physical kinetic energy directly smashed the fearless left mechanical leg into two pieces.

The fearless mech crashed to the ground.

The moment it fell to the ground, the third Xiong Wei leaped up, his heavy power axe precisely cleaving open the gap in the stone coffin armor on the chest of the Dreadnought Mech, turning the mad Chaos veteran's remains inside, along with the life support system, into a pile of mangled flesh.

This kind of battle is not infantry versus armor.

It was a tearing apart between giant beasts.

The thirty bear guards coordinated flawlessly.

Shield block. Heavy firepower suppression. Flanking armor penetration. Finishing kill.

The entire process is so fast that there's no time to react.

The six Chaos Dreadnoughts, which the Iron Warriors considered their trump card, were dismantled into scattered parts on the spot by these 4.2-meter giants.

Battleship blacksmith Grendel, on the central main deck's defensive line, watched this scene unfold through the last tactical sensor.

His six Dreadnought mechs were destroyed by these giants.