Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The skull was melted through.

Brain tissue evaporates.

The hundreds of orc boys that had just gathered around it paused for half a second, then began to shove each other.

In another ruin, an orc chieftain clad in half-power armor attempted to organize a breakout. Waving a crude battle banner, he hacked several fleeing minions to the ground.

The next moment, a high-explosive bomb pierced its chest cavity.

The explosion tore through the ribs and fungal muscles from the inside out.

When the battle flag fell, the surrounding orcs immediately lost their bearings.

One after another, newly emerged leaders were accurately shot in the head.

One after another, orc leaders who tried to restore order were targeted and killed.

The orc boy, having lost his leader, was briefly bewildered before running around in disarray amidst artillery fire, the advance of suicide soldiers, and the trampling of his own kind.

Xiong Wei's advance accelerated the collapse.

Orcs' racial advantages lie in their muscle density, reduced pain sensitivity, and melee instincts.

Ordinary Space Marines are often completely overwhelmed by Orcish charges in terms of size and strength. Even Space Marines need to handle large-scale Orcish melee waves with caution.

But this advantage vanished in the face of Xiong Wei.

A four-meter-tall orc leader blocked the bear guards' advance.

It swung its powerful claws and smashed them into the refractive force field tower shield of the front-row bear guards.

Xiong Wei stepped forward.

The adamantite-powered giant hammer swept across.

The dynamic field tears the air apart.

The giant hammer struck the orc leader in the waist.

The sound of bones breaking was swallowed up by the noise of the battlefield. The orc leader's upper body flew out, while his lower body remained in place, his spurting green blood splattering onto the bear guard's shield.

Thirty thousand humanoid war behemoths advanced across the plains, and any orc who dared to resist was turned into mincemeat under their giant hammers and tower shields.

The orcs attempted to regroup behind the mountain of corpses.

Xiong Wei used his tower shield to flatten the wall of corpses, and then used his power hammer to smash the leader behind it.

In the sky, the low-altitude patrol of the flying bear formation extinguished the orcs' last hope of regrouping.

Once the swarm detects that the number of orcs in a certain area exceeds one thousand and shows a tendency to gather, the Flying Bear Team will immediately arrive in the air.

The low-altitude ground-licking tactic has demonstrated ruthless efficiency.

The twin-mounted rapid-fire cannons unleashed a barrage of large-caliber depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds.

The static force field opens under the motorcycle chassis, launching fragmentation cluster bombs and high-explosive bombs with a three-second countdown.

The dense explosions ripped a crisscross of flesh and blood across the orc horde.

After a few minutes of bombing, the green-skinned soldiers who had just gathered together were blown apart again, turning into defeated soldiers waiting to be slaughtered.

Xiong Da drove the pilot motorcycle, soaring over a pile of ruins.

The swarm markers indicate that over 2,700 orcs are following a leader towards the underground passage.

A series of promethium incendiary bombs fell from the sky and crashed into the underground entrance.

The flames poured deep into the slope.

Hundreds of orcs at the forefront were burned to a crisp. The orcs behind them retreated in panic, only to be shredded into pieces by machine gun fire.

The encirclement gradually tightened.

The remaining orcs were divided, driven away, surrounded, and then cleared out area by area.

The organized resistance on the main battlefield was completely crushed.

Two months later.

The number of Orcs remaining on the surface of Castis-VI has dwindled to less than three million, scattered across the ruins covering thousands of square kilometers.

Lawson issued the handover order for the defensive line.

Xiong Wei halted its advance and withdrew to the rear of Chaodu for repairs.

After two consecutive months of high-intensity operations, even fifth-tier bear guards require maintenance.

Battlefield dominance was transferred to the cornerstone sequence.

Ten million Cornerstone Death Squads took over the front lines.

They were not only responsible for clearing out the remaining enemy forces, but also undertook a special mission.

He led the 50 million-strong planetary defense force of Castis-VI in live-fire training.

For every 100 PDF soldiers, there are 10 Cornerstone Death Squads on duty.

The Cornerstone Sequence demonstrated to ordinary soldiers what absolute execution means.

In an underground parking garage, hundreds of orcs held their ground behind abandoned armored vehicles and piles of garbage.

PDF soldiers habitually want to call for artillery support.

Some people wanted to retreat and wait for the heavily armed troops.

The Cornerstone Death Squad did not agree.

Artillery fire could destroy underground load-bearing structures, potentially triggering a chain reaction of collapses. Heavy forces should not be wasted on such clearing missions.

A PDF sergeant took half a step back, shouting that the organization needed to be reorganized.

The cornerstone assassins pressed the muzzle of their guns against his back.

"go ahead."

The sergeant's face turned pale.

"There are green skins inside."

"So open fire."

The cornerstone assassins kicked away the damaged bunker.

The ten cornerstones lined up in a standard skirmish line, picked up their explosive rifles, and advanced at a steady pace.

The firing rate is consistent.

Keep the muzzle horizontal.

The orc who rushed out of the darkness had his head and knee shattered by three precise bursts of fire.

An orc rushed forward, taking advantage of the dust and smoke.

The cornerstone assassin drew his tactical dagger, using his superhuman reflexes to sever the carotid artery, sidestepped the swinging axe, and then fired a shot through the chest of another orc behind him.

The ordinary soldiers watched from behind.

They discovered that as long as the formation remained intact and the firepower was stable, those green-skinned monsters that had once terrified them were nothing more than bleeding flesh.

The cornerstone warriors did not give an inspiring speech.

They simply advanced, fired, changed magazines, marked targets, and cleared blind spots.

Ordinary soldiers followed suit.

At first, I just mechanically followed along.

Then I began to understand why I had to do it.

Why should we maintain spacing?

Why is crossfire more effective than indiscriminate firing?

Why is it that when encountering an orc charge, retreating will lead to death, while holding your ground and firing may give you a chance to survive?

The ruins of Castis-VI became the bloody training ground for this mortal army.

Fifty million PDFs were forced to suppress fear.

They followed in the footsteps of the Foundations, learning fire support, how to search for passages, how to identify areas contaminated by Orc spores, and how to keep pulling the trigger when the Greenskins were within ten meters.

Even the most basic foundational units possess individual combat capabilities far exceeding those of ordinary Astral Army veterans.

Under the leadership of such key personnel, the Castis-VI PDF is undergoing a transformation.

On the plains of Castis-VI, tens of millions of orc corpses lay piled up.

Limbs, broken weapons, destroyed killing canisters, scrapped power armor, crudely made cannon barrels, and orc flagpoles filled every corner of the field of vision.

Post-war cleanup proceeded swiftly.

Hundreds of thousands of heavy-duty excavators, driven by Cornerstone Death Squads, rolled out from the bottom of the hive.

These excavators have bulldozer blades up to 30 meters wide, and are equipped with promethium flamethrowers and spore purification nozzles.

They formed a long, single-file line on the battlefield, roaring as they advanced.

Orc corpses, chunks of flesh, shattered armor, and blood-soaked soil were roughly pushed into the excavated giant pit by bulldozers.

A large launch vehicle landed beside the deep pit.

The heavy grabbers scooped up hundreds of tons of mixed corpses and dumped them into the spacecraft's cargo hold.

Ships laden with orc corpses took off, heading towards the green-skinned farms on various planets within the star sector.

There, these carcasses are fed into a giant biomass shredder, becoming a high-energy nutrient solution for cultivating a new batch of Squigers, green spores, and culture substrates.

The Castis-VI crisis was resolved in a very short time.

Chaos Warband, Demon Legion, and Alien Pirates continue to wreak havoc across star systems.

The dark side of the empire, deprived of the starlight, is filled with isolated worlds, broken shipping lanes, cries for help, and sacrificed populations.

But the Agrippina sector is turning into an impenetrable block of gold.

News of Lawson's raid on the Great Vortex and his capture of the Blackheart Huron's ten-kilometer flagship has spread rapidly through the subspace intelligence network, black market channels, traitor communication channels, and the Chaos Warband.

Now, there's one more.