Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The combat units advance from the front, while the XV8 units advance from the rear.

There was no crowding or competition for the target between the two.

Swarm networks divide the battlefield into countless flowing kill channels.

The combat sequence is responsible for tearing open the hardest bones, while the XV8 sequence is responsible for widening the crack and crushing the swarm of insects pouring out of it into minced meat.

Every time Flying Bear Motorcycle cuts off a synaptic node, the XV8 array will press forward in the direction of the swarm's collapse, using long-range firepower to amplify the chaos into a rout.

A squad of Ultramarines stood behind the ruins of the old fortress, witnessing this coordinated action unfold.

The battle formation was like a horde of black behemoths crashing into a swarm of insects, targeting only the most dangerous and largest targets.

The XV8 series is like an ever-advancing steel wall, spewing firepower from its shoulders, arms, and back mounts simultaneously. Swarms of Zerg are shattered halfway before they even reach melee range.

A heavily armored warrior insect charged into the line of fire amidst a hail of bullets, its four scythe-like arms slicing through two planetary defense force sentry cannons.

Just as it was about to pounce on an XV8, a combat unit crashed into it from the side, smashing it backward with the giant axe.

In the next instant, all six XV8s simultaneously adjusted their weapon angles, and the plasma short-barreled cannons concentrated their attacks on the crack that had been smashed open in the chest of the Samurai Insect.

Blue and white light exploded.

The chest cavity of the armored warrior beetle was burned through on the spot.

On another battlefield, swarms of blade insects approached at high speed close to the ground, their numbers resembling a black tide.

The combat sequence did not stop to clear out these low-level targets, but instead bypassed the swarm of insects and continued to pursue and kill the command nodes behind them.

The XV8 sequence immediately took over the front, the fuselage's knee recoil anchor briefly plunging into the ground, and all the miniature missile pods on its back deployed, raining down fire.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The terrifying firepower was like a thorough sweep.

The swarm of insects was blasted into a bloody ditch stretching for several kilometers.

As soon as those worms that had managed to cross the fire line got close, the XV8 forearm burner spewed out a fan-shaped flame, turning the entire ground into scorched earth.

The sound of the chitinous shell bursting was like a string of rapid firecrackers. Acid and flesh evaporated in the flames, and the air was filled with a pungent, burnt smell.

The XV8 sequence is perfectly in sync with the combat sequence.

This is what shocked the Holy Face Army the most.

Many support units are not weak, but they cannot keep up with Astartes and high-end assault forces.

The Astral Army's artillery needs coordinates, deployment, and ammunition lines; tank units need terrain, maintenance, and to avoid underground tunneling; and regular mechs and knight units have powerful firepower but are few in number and have different mobility rhythms.

Unlike other XV8 series, they can run, jump, perform short-range jet propulsion, climb over ruins, turn in urban areas, and deploy as dense fire arrays on open plains.

They can keep up with the advance of the battle sequence and provide medium- and long-range firepower that the battle sequence is unwilling to waste time dealing with.

Furthermore, with the regulation of swarm intelligence, their cooperation is like a whole.

They complement each other's strengths and provide mutual cover!

Similar scenes were occurring simultaneously on multiple battlefields in the Taiping Starfield.

As soon as the synapse died, the XV8 immediately pressed down.

As soon as the swarm panicked, the XV8 immediately cut through.

The battle sequence cuts off the brain, and the XV8 turns the brainless body into mincemeat.

A fierce battle raged, with blood and flesh flying everywhere!

In the northern hemisphere of Karian-17, the remnants of the 7th Armored Regiment of the Astronautical Army emerged from behind the defensive lines for the first time.

The Leman Rustanks, which were almost crushed by the swarm, followed behind the XV8 series, their turrets rotating again as they advanced toward the previously lost supply line.

Ultramarines Severus stood on the crumbling wall, watching the Black Armor Bear Guards, the 3-meter XV8 machine guns, the Hurricane Motorcycles, and the Astragalus tanks form a counter-offensive force never before seen in the Holy Scriptures.

No old words can describe what is happening before our eyes.

The scene was absolutely breathtaking!

The Tyranid swarms are overwhelming.

But the Empire's dark side's firepower was more like an unreasonable storm of steel.

The insect corpses covered the plain in layers.

The high-level nodes that were killed by Flying Bear Motorcycle quickly withered into empty shells after falling.

The low-tier swarm, torn apart by the XV8's firepower, had its biomass and chitin extracted by the battlefield recovery system, leaving only a dull, brittle shell.

The explosion illuminated the plain, and flames dyed the clouds red.

The pulse gun fire resembled dense meteors, missile tails streaked across the sky, and the Flying Bear motorcycle repeatedly pierced through the flames.

The corpses of the insect swarm stretched from the transport line all the way to the ridge, looking from a distance like a river of death made of chitin, flesh, and charred carapace.

Ultramarines Severus stood on the recaptured transport viaduct, hearing the cheers of the Astronauts soldiers behind him.

A convoy of XV8s advanced under the bridge.

The Empire's dark side combat mechs trampled over the insect corpses, their shoulder weapons still smoking.

Further ahead, Xiong Wei's Flying Bear Motorcycle accelerated again, rushing towards the newly marked synaptic node in the depths of the night.

Severus murmured, "Is this the dark side of the Empire's war? The Marksman is mighty."

Corpses lay strewn for miles, and artillery fire raged like daytime.

The Imperial army finally halted its retreat under attack from the insect swarm.

The Tyranid swarm reacted even faster than Lawson had predicted.

On Karian-17, Hermia-9, the Grass Harvest Belt, Ranch World Innocent III, and dozens of fortified battlefields on the outer edge of the Pacific Sector, large numbers of Zerg individuals are dying at an unprecedented rate.

This shouldn't have shaken the swarm.

For Tyrion, death was not a failure, but simply part of the flow of matter.

The Blade Bugs are dead, the Warrior Bugs are dead, the Gun Bugs are dead, the Flying Bug Swarm is dead. As long as the battlefield is ultimately controlled by the Bug Swarm and the digestive pools are laid out, the corpses will be transformed back into biomass, returned to the belly of the Bug Hive Fleet, and then hatched into the next batch of Bugs.

But this time, something unexpected happened; death did not flow back.

The battlefield was littered with insect corpses.

But those insect corpses no longer belonged to the insect swarm.

This was first detected by the frontline synaptic nodes.

The information then travels back up along Teren's neural pathways.

The bio-ship trembled at the outer edge of the orbit, its sporangia contracted, and low-frequency vibrations emanated from the massive insect hive mothership.

Countless bioelectrical signals, chemical information, synaptic whistles, and instinctive feedback converge into a single fact deep within the fleet.

The Norn queens are communicating; they are quickly sharing a signal.

Something is vying for food with Tyrannosaurus Rex; it's another unknown predator.

It renders the biomass deployed by the Zerg fleet unrecoverable, turning corpses that should have become materials for the next round of attacks into worthless empty shells.

This is a huge change!

Deep within the Zerg hive fleet, those enormous biological matrices do not experience fear in the human sense, nor do they bang on tables like mortal generals.

However, the Hive Will will determine the threat level.

Lawson's faction is being marked as a top-priority anomalous predator.

The biological ships were frantically exchanging information.

Countless microscopic synaptic organisms burst within the ship's hull, transmitting neural codes deeper into its interior.

As the sporangia shrink in sheets, the breeding chamber begins to rewrite the hatching priority.

The bio-cavity, which was originally intended to continue deploying low-tier blade bugs and gun bugs, was forced to change direction, and more heavy units were pushed into the battlefield.

The Norn queens reached a common will.

The threat must be eliminated, and this Devourer faction must be wiped out!

The first to be thrown into battle were Tyrannosaurus Rex's executioners.

These heavy units were considered a nightmare by many frontline veterans of the Empire.

It stands about 4.5 to 6 meters tall, weighs 8 to 10 tons, and has a frontal armor thickness comparable to that of the RAND Raider tank.

That wasn't an ordinary chitinous shell, but a heavy impact armor specially built by the will of the hive.

When the executioner charges with his head down, his entire skull, shoulders, back, chest, and forelimbs form a living battering ram tilting forward.

Its most classic feats include smashing through the fortress's adamantium gate during a frenzied charge, or tearing a Space Marine Dreadnought apart like a metal toy.

The executioner's burst speed was extremely fast.

It hardly looks like a ten-ton behemoth.

More like a derailed biological high-speed train, compressing all muscle power and synaptic stimulation into a single impact over an extremely short distance.

Once an ordinary soldier sees it emerge from the smoke and dust with its head bowed, it's hard for them to have any second thoughts.

Because by the time they realize what's happening, the positions, tanks, turrets, and people are usually already smashed to pieces.

But this monster has one fatal flaw: it's stupid!

The executioner's brain capacity was compressed by the hive's will to the point that it was almost entirely driven by destructive instincts.

They had no tactics, no retreat, no cover, and not even the concept of self-preservation.

All it knows is charging, smashing, and killing.

Without synaptic tethering, it would run wildly like a wild boar in the late stages of rabies, chasing the nearest target until it kills the enemy or crashes into a trap.

It is the most typical "vicious dog that must be kept on a leash" of the Tyranids.

The Norn Queen has deployed a large number of executioners to the front lines with a very clear objective.

They were going to smash the bear guards.

In the past, the Terran swarm has found that ordinary low-tier swarms have difficulty holding back the battle sequence.