Warhammer: Empire Reboot

“WAAAAAGH!”

They were utterly excited.

In the simple thought process of orcs, the real fun begins.

More orc leaders charged forward fearlessly.

Two bear guards in the front row raised their shields in perfect unison, sandwiching the giant orc leader between them like a hydraulic press.

The third bear guard stepped in from the center line, his giant axe cleaving the opponent from neck to chest.

Internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

A murder canister cobbled together from scrap metal, dragging a chainsaw-like robotic arm, charged in, firing cheap rockets indiscriminately.

Three bear guards went straight to meet them.

The tower shield charged forward despite the explosion.

A bear guard swung his hammer from the side, smashing off the right mechanical leg of the killing canister.

The other two people jumped onto the tilting tank, and the robotic arms gripped the edge of the turret.

A piercing metallic tearing sound rang out.

They tore the top half of the murder jar apart with their bare hands.

Just as the orc driver inside groggily poked his head out, Xiong Wei delivered a heavy punch.

The cockpit instantly turned into a pot of green mud.

Just as Xiong Wei tore open the front of the Green Tide with absolute violence, a piercing roar resounded in the sky.

The Flying Bear Motorcycle Brigade arrived at the battlefield.

Eight hundred heavy anti-gravity assault motorcycles, like a flock of black steel crows, swooped down from beneath the gray clouds.

The orc speed convoy, which was ravaging the wasteland and attempting to flank the Empire, all looked up.

next second.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Firepower network covers the convoy.

The bright red orc flying vehicle was blasted and rolled on the ground, while the junk-like war machine disintegrated in mid-air.

Just as an orc armored vehicle that had narrowly escaped the bombing was about to floor the accelerator and speed out of the blast zone, Xiong Da's Flying Bear Motorcycle had already skimmed past.

The heavy ram, like a bulldozer, directly smashed the front of the armored vehicle.

Xiong Da's maniacal laughter echoed through the tactical channel.

"You green-skinned bastards driving beat-up cars!"

Do you like racing?

"Come!"

Bear steers the heavy Flying Bear Motorcycle, drifting wildly between two collapsed orc turrets.

The vehicle flew off, almost grazing the edge of the hot scrap metal.

In a flash, two high-explosive shattering spikes, trailing behind them, blasted an orc troop transport vehicle to the side in front into countless pieces.

Just then, Xiong Da received an emergency distress signal from the White Scars Warband on his communicator.

Northwest of Motwald, a Warlord-class Titan that has betrayed the Mechanicus is advancing.

Layers of void shields enveloped its mountain-like body.

The main weapons, including the Volcano Cannon, Plasma Annihilation Cannon, and Destruction Gatling Gun, along with countless secondary weapons, intertwine to form a mobile network of destructive firepower.

An Imperial Knight mech belonging to the Free Blade attempted to break into the blind spot from the side, but was grazed by the edge of the volcano cannon.

The ion shield overloaded instantly, and half of the mech's armor melted into molten iron.

The Astronautical Army's heavy firepower positions were destroyed by Gatling guns, and the tens of meters thick steel sandbag breakwater crumbled like wet paper.

A deep, distorted mechanical roar came from the loudspeaker of the Warrior-class Titan.

"The land of the false emperor will all become scrap iron."

White Scar Company Commander Olukin led his motorcycle squad to circle around the edge of artillery fire, but they could not get close.

The Space Marines' ordinary motorcycles are like hounds trying to bite through the fortress armor in the face of this apocalyptic monster.

He immediately called out on the joint channel:

"Northwest direction, rebel general-level Titan!"

"It is tearing apart our right-wing advance line."

"We need heavy firepower support!"

Xiong Da glanced through the holographic goggles at the giant steel shadow that was spewing flames in the distance.

"Brothers!"

He twisted the accelerator, and the heavy engine roared.

"Three hundred vehicles, follow me!"

"Let's go for a big one!"

Three hundred Flying Bear motorcycles were pulled away from the orc battlefield, drawing a huge arc across the wasteland before turning northwest.

They hurtled through the smoke, burning wreckage, broken rails, and trenches piled with mangled limbs, like a swarm of bloodthirsty steel locusts, heading straight for the General-class Titan.

The Titan Bird Observer immediately locked onto the group of rapidly approaching targets.

The traitorous crew switched the fire control system.

The destructive roar of the Gatling gun.

The terrifyingly large shells rained down on the sky like a metallic storm.

"Scatter! Move out!"

The Flying Bear Motorcycle Group exhibits a chilling level of teamwork.

The 60-ton heavy motorcycle, propelled by an anti-gravity engine operating at an overclocked frequency, performs a zigzag maneuver that almost defies aerodynamics.

The shield flickered wildly under the barrage of shells.

Several Flying Bears were grazed by close-in weapon system fire, causing them to lose their balance, roll on the ground, and scatter armor fragments everywhere.

One of the Xiongwei pilots kicked open the deformed cockpit and crawled out from the burning wreckage.

He shook his head, picked up the power hammer that had fallen to the ground with his backhand, and strode forward, continuing to charge towards the Titan's mechanical legs that were like load-bearing pillars.

Looking at the horrific scene through the goggles, Xiong Da cursed fiercely:

"This behemoth's firepower is fucking awesome!"

"Don't engage the enemy's line of fire head-on!"

"Wrap around its toes!"

The three hundred Flying Bears broke up into six tactical groups during their advance.

A feint attack from a high angle is launched, firing shattering spikes to deplete the Void Shield's overload threshold.

A group of aircraft flew at extremely low altitudes, close to the ground, and latched onto Titan's left leg, locking the knee joint drive shaft.

A group of bombs were deployed from the right blind spot, dropping high-explosive incendiary bombs.

A rapid ascent drew the secondary guns' fire from the Titan's back.

After a series of large detours, the fire control system locked the heat dissipation and exhaust ports.

Meanwhile, Xiong Da, leading the last group, positioned himself at the most dangerous front, specifically tasked with luring away the main weapon, the volcano cannon.

The volcano cannon of the Warlord-class Titan, powerful enough to destroy the walls of the hive city in one shot, began to emit a blinding light from its muzzle.

That's a sign that it's been charged to its maximum.

Olukin's face suddenly darkened in the distance.

"They're too close!"

"That's a volcano cannon!"

boom!!!

The volcano cannon is fired.

A beam of destructive light, thick enough to blot out the sky, pierced through the wasteland, almost grazing the top of Xiong Da's convoy.

The high temperature at the edge of the beam instantly triggered an air explosion.

Two Flying Bears that couldn't dodge in time were hit by the edge of the beam, their shields shattered, and their heavy bodies turned into fireballs in mid-air.

Xiong Da gritted his teeth and pressed the control lever all the way down.

The chassis of the Flying Bear motorcycle almost scraped the ground, sending gravel flying.

"Shattering Nail!"

"Round Two!"

Dozens of high-energy shattering spikes shot out from all directions at tricky angles, accurately hitting the same tiny area of ​​the void shield.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The massive void shield rippled violently.

It wasn't broken.

However, under concentrated saturation attack, a brief flash occurred in some areas.

Moment.

It's enough.

"Now!"

The Flying Bear, responsible for flanking maneuvers, acted like a shark smelling blood, pouring high-yield thermobaric bombs through the gap.