Warhammer: Empire Reboot

From the scrap yard to the armory, from host enhancement to the enhanced template, each key milestone unlocks new features or resource types.

He was starting to look forward to it.

Chapter 46 The Cunning Attack

During the communication, a high-priority alarm signal suddenly appeared.

"A reconnaissance team of gene thieves has been spotted. There are three purebloods. Based on their current route, they should pass through the southeastern perimeter of the forge outpost in about forty minutes."

It was relayed by a reconnaissance soldier located about twelve kilometers southeast of the forge stronghold.

Lawson's eyes narrowed slightly.

A reconnaissance team of gene thieves.

The direction they were heading was towards the forge stronghold.

This is no coincidence.

Over the past few days, Lawson's forces have eliminated at least three groups of gene stealers during their advance.

For a clan leader with a psionic network, the continuous disappearance of frontline scout nodes is the clearest warning signal.

This reconnaissance team was sent out by the cunning clan chief to conduct reconnaissance.

Lawson made his decision in half a second.

"Attention all."

His instructions were simultaneously transmitted to all the assassins within a 50-kilometer radius of the forge outpost via his consciousness: "Immediately enter a state of silence. All patrols, take cover and stay away from the reconnaissance teams' predicted routes. Reduce the forge outpost to two squads remaining, and the rest of the personnel shall withdraw from the west and north ventilation ducts and disperse and hide five to ten kilometers outside the outpost."

"Repeat: Do not expose, do not contact, do not attack. Let them see a weakly defended stronghold."

The command execution efficiency is astonishing.

Less than fifteen minutes after Lawson issued the order, the hundreds of assassins who were originally stationed at the forge stronghold had silently withdrawn from various passages and dispersed into the ventilation ducts, maintenance passages and deck mezzanines around the stronghold.

Only two squads remained at the outpost.

Following Lawson's instructions, they deliberately left footprints, bullet casings, and small amounts of food scraps at several entrances to the outpost.

At the same time, most of the heavy weapons were stored in the armory space, leaving only laser guns and a small number of explosive guns, creating the illusion of limited firepower and weak forces.

Lawson needs gene stealers to attack this stronghold.

Because the three pure-blooded scouts are not worth making a big fuss about.

However, if they were allowed to transmit the reconnaissance results back to the chieftain's psionic network, they would find "a small human settlement with only about twenty people and weak defenses."

Therefore, the cunning clan chief's reaction was predictable.

Gene stealers will not miss any opportunity to eliminate potential threats.

It will send troops, and it will send enough troops to ensure a fatal blow.

This is exactly what Lawson needs.

Let them all come to the killing field that Lawson has set up.

Then close the door and beat the dog.

Forty minutes later.

The three pureblood beings moved silently along an auxiliary pipe in the southeast direction of the forge stronghold, like three purplish-gray shadows.

The psionic network silently transmits information between them.

They stopped at the southeast entrance of the stronghold.

The lead pureblood crouched behind a pipe, his purple eyes scrutinizing the outpost's external defenses: a zigzag roadblock, several obvious firing positions, and a passage leading to the main hatch.

There were obvious footprints and a few bullet casings on the ground of the passage.

They observed here for about fifteen minutes.

During this time, the "stay-at-home" assassins at the stronghold carried out a seemingly routine shift change patrol as arranged by Lawson.

Two assassins carrying laser guns emerged from the main hatch, patrolled the zigzag barricades, and then returned to the hatch.

There are probably fewer than twenty people, and their firepower mainly consists of laser guns.

No heavy weapons were found, and the defensive fortifications were rudimentary.

This is the information that the three purebloods transmitted back to the clan leader's psionic network.

After confirming that they had not been discovered, they silently retreated along the same route.

Lawson witnessed the entire event through remote monitoring by Numbers 87 and 92 via the consciousness exchange.

"The fish has taken the bait."

"Prepare to close the net, but don't rush. Give them time to gather, the more the better."

About seven hours later.

Here comes the cunning one!

Four kilometers southeast of the forging site.

Through the scattered reconnaissance network, Lawson gradually pieced together complete intelligence on the enemy forces.

Thirty-seven purebloods.

According to the Imperial Tactics Manual's standard assessment, a pureblood is equivalent to a fully equipped Astartes in melee combat.

The clan chief is not here to eliminate a stronghold this time.

It came to slaughter.

"All in position."

"Execute according to the contingency plan."

Thirty fully staffed squads have quietly moved into their designated positions over the past seven hours.

But Lawson made a key adjustment to the original plan.

For dealing with hybrids and infected individuals, crossfire within a sealed space is sufficient.

But it won't work against thirty-seven purebloods.

These things can accelerate from a standstill to full speed in 0.3 seconds, and a sealed space may become a graveyard for their own side.

Once a pureblood fighter enters close combat range, their firepower advantage will instantly disappear.

So Lawson expanded the killing field from inside the stronghold outwards.

Ten squads within the base were responsible for the final firepower blockade.

Twenty squads formed the outer perimeter of the stronghold.

The main passage, which is about 500 meters long in the southeast direction, is arranged in three layers with a blocking line every 150 meters. Each blocking line consists of six to seven squads, which use crossfire and pre-buried booby traps.

This is a meat grinder corridor.

The purebloods' attack began in the darkness.

The thirty-seven purebloods were divided into three groups, moving simultaneously towards the stronghold along the ceiling, left wall, and right wall of the passage.

Their crawling speed exceeds five meters per second.

This is the hunting instinct that purebloods have evolved over hundreds of years in the environment of wrecked ships.

In this steel maze, they are the perfect predators.

Lawson observed the images transmitted back by the reconnaissance assassins at the front through telepathic communication.

The cunning fellow has entered the designated area.

"beat."

The first line of fire opened fire.

Seven squads simultaneously unleashed a barrage of ammunition from their firing bunkers on both sides of the passage.

The first pureblood creature on the ceiling fell from the ceiling the instant it was hit in the torso by three laser beams simultaneously.

Its chitinous carapace emitted white smoke when burned by laser.

It flipped over during its fall, its four arms outstretched, and the moment it hit the ground, it launched itself toward the nearest firing bunker.

The three assassins were torn apart and killed in less than a second!

Jia San pounced from the flank and fired a shot from his plasma pistol at a distance of less than two meters.

The overheated plasma beam precisely penetrated the crack in the pureblood's left shoulder shell, which had been softened by the laser, vaporizing the entire upper arm from the shoulder joint.

The three-armed pureblood body swung its remaining three arms toward Jia San.

The serrated claws cut into the skin.

Then it was blocked by the chitinous inner armor.

Without the inner armor, this claw would be enough to tear out the ribs and lungs of the armored third rib.

Taking advantage of this fraction of a second window, Jia San pierced the pureblood's jaw from below with the Katachon's Fang, the blade passing through the mouth and emerging from the top of the skull.

The first pureblood fell to the ground.

The battle in the passage quickly escalated into an extremely brutal close-quarters struggle.

Purebloods possess speed and melee combat abilities far exceeding those of orcs.

But Lawson's depth of deployment worked.

The cost was the deaths of eleven suicide soldiers.

Chapter 47 Closing the Door and Beating the Dog

The remaining pureblood body broke through the first line and then crashed into the second line.

The second line of suicide squads strictly controlled the firing distance to more than 15 meters.

Once the purebloods rush into the ten-meter range, the front-line assassins immediately retreat, giving up the firing line to the rear-line fire support group.