Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The next instant, the Avenger and the two escort ships adjusted their angles and fired a salvo of long-range light spears, forcing the fleet back into the scree belt.

The skies above Jueling Star have been locked down by Agrippina.

If Chaos wants to send reinforcements, it can only do so by airdropping them onto the ground.

And the ground was exactly the slaughterhouse that Lawson had prepared.

After Volash the Soul Whipper's death, half of Hellforge's command structure collapsed.

The Black Legion remains fierce.

Chaos Space Marines won't throw away their weapons just because a Possession Master gets smashed to pieces.

The rebel soldiers continued to fight under the whip and in fear.

Venom Creepers, half-activated Demon Engines, and Forge Guardians are also still launching a counterattack against the Grey and Black Battle Sequence.

But without Volash, Hellfire is no longer a complete fist.

It became several claws vying for direction.

Lawson's battle formation is progressing steadily.

They were in no hurry to blow up the Hellfire Furnace.

Akran and Cloudfeather's initial goal was to destroy the Hellforge and stop the Black Legion from sending demon engines to Vigilant Star.

After Lawson intervened, the target changed.

The Hellforge must be seized.

We must take the Spirit Star.

The hellish brass, evil steel, unfinished demon engines, rune conduction skeletons, giant forges, and flesh-melting pipelines here all need to be dismantled.

The battle formation established an advance line on the periphery.

Bear Guards stood at the forefront, with tower shields and heavy weapons pressing down on the chaotic counterattack layer by layer.

Flying Bear Motorcycles weave through elevated roads, chimneys, and overhead rails, clearing the skies above Hellforge into Agrippina's hunting grounds.

After arriving via the static field, the Foundation Engineering team began setting up anchor points in the occupied areas, sealing pipelines, cutting off rune power, and marking dismantled materials.

The T-series assassins found the first takeover consoles on the outer layer of the furnace.

The consoles were filled with chaotic runes and human brains that had been nailed inside.

The evaluation of T-001 is very straightforward.

"The structure is crude, the thinking is barbaric, and the pollution is serious."

After the static field is cleansed, Chaos Technology will become Agrippina Technology.

You can choose a new name.

The paint can be reapplied.

Scrape off the old runes, replace them with a double-headed eagle and palm print emblems, and then integrate swarm intelligence.

Can chaos cry?

Lawson hopes so.

The early battles yielded benefits quickly.

There are too many chaotic miscellaneous creatures on Jueling Star.

Rebels, cultists, corrupted slave soldiers, foremen enhanced by the warp, low-ranking wizards, half-possessed individuals, and out-of-control demon engine cores.

The system settlement process kept fluctuating.

Subspace energy increased by more than a million units in a short period of time.

Lawson ordered the battle formation to advance slowly, as the Spirit Star was far enough away from the Vigilant Star.

The common people of the empire have all died.

There are no billions of people here who need protection, no water purification systems that need to be salvaged, and no refugees who need to be transferred.

It can serve as a battlefield far from the warning star.

If Chaos wants to save the Hell Furnace, it must send someone down.

As much as comes down, Lawson will eat it all.

The Hell Furnace is a piece of meat.

The piece of meat is now hanging on the hook.

Lawson wasn't in a hurry to hang up.

After completing their reconnaissance, sabotage, and initial suppression missions, the Shadow Spear Strike Team and the Luan Bird Battle Group were ordered by Yun Ling to retreat back to the Vigilant Star.

Akalan initially wanted to stay and fight alongside them.

Yun Ling only said one sentence: "Your staying on Jueling Star now will only hinder the deployment of heavy firepower."

That was a very impolite remark.

But after looking at his Shadow Spear squad, which was primarily focused on infiltration and assault, Akalan ultimately accepted the assessment.

Saint Harbor, a watchful star.

When Calgar learned that Akalan had returned, he was inspecting the Greenskins' front lines at the Dominion.

Ultramarines, Steel Hands, Brass Claws, and Space Wolves have already put the Greenskins' advance under pressure.

The orcs still roared in the desert, and the caravans still attacked the outer positions, but they could no longer cut off the supply lines as easily as before.

Calgarh quickly received the report from the planet Jue Ling.

Akalan harbored a death wish deep within the Hellforge.

Martis was ordered to evacuate.

It was Lawson who saved them.

Calga remained silent for a moment.

Tigurius, standing nearby, whispered, "Company Commander Akerlan's judgment was correct. He made the choice that best served Astartes' duty under the circumstances."

Calga nodded.

"I know."

Without Lawson's support, Akalan's decision would have been a standard Ultramariner-style answer.

The intelligence must be sent back.

The task must be completed.

Some people are willing to stay and fight to the death.

That's right.

But now, Akalan has returned alive.

Calgar looked at Lawson.

The Dark Side Master stood beside the star map, his fingers tracing the battlefield of the Extinction Star orbit, as if looking at a warehouse that had not yet been completely demolished.

Calga walked up to him and bowed respectfully.

"Master of the Seal, the Ultramarines thank you for saving Akran and the Shadow Spear Strike Force."

Lawson turned his head, his emotions barely fluctuating.

"As we are both in the Imperial combat order, it is only right to save lives."

Calgarh said again, "In any case, the Ultramarines will remember this favor."

Suddenly, Lawson seemed to remember something.

"Speaking of Ultra Warriors."

How many of your fleets have arrived?

The question turned out too quickly for Calga to understand immediately.

But he still answered seriously.

"Most of the main fleet and auxiliary fleets of my battle group have arrived in the vigilant planetary war zone. Some ships are still escorting the supply lines on the periphery."

Lawson nodded.

"In other words, your main battleships carry a considerable number of spare power armor units from the Extreme Chapter."

Calga was slightly taken aback.

"The warband is engaged in battles everywhere, and the warships do indeed carry spare power armor, spare parts, repair kits, and some older models of armor."

Lawson smiled.

That smile made Tigurius's eyelids twitch.

The think tank suddenly had a premonition.

Lawson took a data tablet from his waist.

"That's a coincidence."

He handed the data panel to Calga.

"I have an IOU here."

"So, do you want me to pay now, or do you want me to collect the debt from the Primarchs later?"

Inside the Commanding Court, several Ultramarines officers who were examining the star map turned their heads simultaneously.

Tigurius almost lost his composure.

Calgary took the data panel.

"I, Servilus Quintus, Commander of the 5th Ultramarines Company, hereby confirm that, in light of the battlefield rescue operation carried out by Lord Lawson and his forces on Klein-IX against the 5th Company, the Company hereby undertakes to convey the following request to Chapter Command: to provide one thousand MK Series Standard Space Marine Power Armor, or equivalent supplies, as compensation to Lord Lawson. I guarantee the truthfulness of this promise in the name of the Emperor and in the honor of the Ultramarines."

He remained relatively calm when he saw the high-gothic text at the beginning.

He frowned slightly when he saw the signature and seal.