Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The rebel soldiers at the front were still complaining about the blood and mud under their feet.

"This place stinks even more than the plague-ridden ship's cabin."

The other grinned: "Shut up. If the dimensional blacksmith hears you, he'll weld you into a cannonball."

Two Chaos Space Marines walked at the back of the column.

One of them suddenly stopped and turned his helmet to the left.

Two silent bombs flew out of the darkness.

The first shot pierced the rebel commander's throat.

The second shot shattered the patrol team's communicator.

The next instant, the Luan bird warrior fell from above the pipe.

The powered short blade pierced the gap in the Chaos Space Marine's neck armor, while his other hand gripped the enemy's helmet, twisting it backward.

The second Black Legion warrior raised his gun.

The Shadow Spear Infiltrator appeared from the side, its gun barrel close to the gap in his armpit armor, and fired three shots in quick succession.

The bomb exploded inside his body.

The entire patrol collapsed to the ground without even sounding an alarm.

Akalan glanced at the corpse.

"The efficiency is good."

Yun Ling said in a low voice, "Your people are not slow either."

When two forces coordinate for the first time, they need to judge each other's rhythm.

They had no time for formal pleasantries; they could only use the corpses of their enemies to gauge each other's capabilities.

After the first passage was opened, the troops dispersed.

Shadow Spear infiltrators entered the enemy's transportation corridor.

They shut down the automatic doors, laid out false signal loops within the walls, and then eliminated the dimensional blacksmith assistants and patrolling officers along the way.

A dimensional blacksmith is using a robotic arm to adjust a rune valve.

He didn't turn around, but coldly shouted, "The blood pressure in the ninth pipeline is dropping. Who gave you permission to..."

The hot melt cutter pierced in from behind.

The Luan bird warrior covered his voice transmitter with one hand and used the other to cut the heat beam into the connection between his spine and the power backpack.

The dimensional blacksmith struggled for three seconds, his mechanical arm flailing wildly, before he was finally pinned to the ground.

Meanwhile, the Ultramarines Demolition Team entered the Devil Engines parking area, which was not yet activated.

This place is like a slaughterhouse.

Dozens of demon engine shells hung in mid-air.

Some resembled steel spiders, others cannon-wielding reptiles, and still others were unfinished venomous crawlers. Their brass armor wasn't yet covered in runes, and faint roars emanated from within.

The explosives were placed on the joints, reaction core, rune binding rings, and ammunition supply structure.

Akran wanted to ensure that even if these demonic engines were repaired after the explosion, they would self-destruct upon startup.

Even the destruction by Ultra Warriors follows a set pattern.

The dumbest way to blow up a machine is to scatter it into pieces.

A better approach is to make the enemy believe it can be repaired, invest time, slaves, materials, and prayers, and then blow it to smithereens when it is most needed.

The sniper team then climbed onto the abandoned chimney.

The Luan Bird Warrior and the Shadow Spear Archer each occupy one of the two angles.

Beside the altar, a Black Legion messenger was delivering a battle report to the core of the furnace. Three wizard apprentices were also present, responsible for the blood sacrifice array.

Take out the messenger with one shot.

The wizard apprentice tried to scream, but was then blasted into pieces by the Luan bird warrior's explosive projectile.

Chaos began to break out around the Hellforge.

The Black Legion patrol thought it was a slave riot.

The dimensional blacksmith thought it was a pipeline accident.

The rebel soldiers thought the demon engine had been awakened prematurely.

Each department was reporting to its superiors, but no one was able to see the whole picture clearly at the first moment.

This is exactly the result that Yunling and Akailan wanted.

Above the planet Jue Ling, the Kapatia was still drifting slowly in the shadow of the scree belt.

On the bridge, tactical projections are constantly being updated.

Using swarm intelligence, Yunling sent the first batch of complete intelligence back to the vigilant star.

Saint Harbor, a watchful star.

Lawson had just finished processing the East Toria clearance report when he received the video feed from Yunling.

He turned the camera to T-001.

"Evaluate."

T-001's mechanical consciousness entered the screen and immediately began rapidly disassembling the structure.

A few seconds later, T-001 gave its conclusion.

The Hellfire Furnace on the Spiritless Star has extremely high recycling value.

Hellfire brass reserves are abundant.

[Evil Steel can be reforged after being purified by Imperial Golden Fire and the System.]

The unfinished Demon Engine can be disassembled into heavy armor, a special conductive frame, and high-strength joint materials.

[Existing materials can be used for reinforcing the outer composite armor of the combat moon, strengthening the gravity whip structure, pre-researching sixth-tier equipment for the Bear Guard, and upgrading the ram of the Flying Bear heavy motorcycle.]

Direct orbital destruction can halt enemy production.

However, this will result in the loss of most usable materials.

[It is recommended to seize the core industrial zone on the surface, control the material flow in the outer layer of the Hellforge, seal off the command node of Volash the Soul Whipper, and then carry out segmented purification and dismantling.]

The planet is severely polluted, making it unsuitable for long-term deployment by conventional Imperial forces.

The assassin system boasts high adaptability.

Lawson's lips curled up slightly.

He liked T-001's way of speaking.

It doesn't talk about morality, theology, or nonsense.

Disassemble if you can.

Grab it if you can.

On the surface of Jueling Star, Yun Ling was lying on a broken elevated structure, observing the core area of ​​the Hell Furnace.

Akalan was beside him, the distant firelight reflected in his helmet visor.

“The enemy is starting to react,” Akalan said.

Yun Ling nodded.

In the distance, the Black Legion patrol is regrouping.

The Venom Crawler crawled out from under the iron bridge.

Several half-started demon engines roared as they were dragged back into the furnace pit by runic chains.

Deeper inside, a surge of psionic energy swept across the outer city area.

That fluctuation carried a stinging pain that felt like whipping one's soul.

Maltis immediately lowered his shield.

"Vorash is looking for us."

How much longer will the demolition team need?

“Eight minutes,” Yun Ling replied.

Akalan looked at him.

This answer did not come from the communications.

There was no channel vibration on the Luan Bird Battle Group's side.

Yun Ling already knew the progress of all the teams.

Akalan did not ask any further questions.

The battlefield is not a place to satisfy curiosity.

“Shadowspears will hold off the outer reaction,” Akalan said. “Once your men have completed the demolition, retreat to the cooling ditch.”

Yunling looked at the core of the Hell Furnace.

"Before we leave, I want to take one last look at the lower level of the furnace."

Akalan frowned.

"reason."

"The Lord in charge needs the materials to be evaluated. The lower levels will decide whether this place can be seized."

Akalan fell silent.

"You have six minutes," Akalan said. "After six minutes, whatever you see, get out of here."

Yun Ling did not argue.

"enough."