Warhammer: Empire Reboot

As long as the planet is eventually swallowed up, the number of Blade Bugs, Gun Bugs, and Warrior Bugs that die in the process is just part of the cost.

Kolosen broke this cycle.

Zerg killed by the Dark Side of the Empire will not have their corpses returned to the digestive pool.

The more you fight low-level insect swarms, the more losses you incur.

Ordinary heavy units are no match for the Flying Bear Motorcycle and the decapitation strikes from the battle sequence.

Therefore, the Norn Queen had no choice but to take a more dangerous path.

Compressing the lower-level insect infestation depletes the biomass behind it.

Concentrate resources to create a dominant executioner.

This is the bankruptcy flow.

They won. The Overlord-level executioner tore apart the Bear Guard's lines, shattered the Lawson ground system, and the Zerg swarm regained control of the corpses, continuing to turn the Pacific Sector into its own meat storehouse.

If they lose, the swarm will not only lose cheap cannon fodder, but also a large amount of high-value biomass, complex synaptic cores, heavy reactive carapaces, and future reserves that have been preemptively allocated.

This is a huge gamble!

The Norn Queens can calculate the risk rate.

However, in their perception, Lawson was no longer an ordinary enemy.

He is another devourer.

A more ravenous war monster that will devour the swarm itself.

Therefore, the stronger, more ferocious, and harder to kill a master-level executioner, the more it proves one thing.

Lawson stared at the Dominator-level executioners on the battlefield screen.

"People only bet heavily when they're desperate."

He raised his hand and marked all the Dominator-level executioners as high-value targets in black and gold.

On the star map, a Sovereign-level executioner, who had just been surrounded and killed by the Bear Guards, fell to the ground.

Its nerve core deep within its chest cavity was smashed by the giant axe, and its thick carapace cracked on the ground, like a collapsed living fortress.

A few seconds later, the swarm backend displayed new recycling data.

High-density biomass recycling.

[Recovery of Dominator-level neural core fragments.]

[Recovery of high-intensity reactive crustacean samples.]

[Supplementary data on the structure of tertiary chitin.]

Lawson stretched his arms and legs.

"Since the Norn Queens are working so hard, I also need to go to the battlefield and put some more pressure on you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lawson stepped into the static field.

When he reappeared, he was already on a battlefield.

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Chapter 261 Tyron's Real Strict Father

The Terran swarm has always been adept at attrition warfare!

This is their oldest and most difficult-to-decipher logic of warfare.

Zerg always prefers to use overwhelming numbers, trial and error through death, and correction through evolution in battle.

As a result of the large number of insects being burned to death, they evolved heat-resistant shells.

When a large number of nodes are decapitated, they create redundant synapses.

Endless insect soldiers were slaughtered by the low-altitude motor vehicle fire network, turning the airspace into a spore minefield.

In past wars, the most painful thing for the empire when facing such an opponent was not that it could not win, but that even if it won, it felt like it had not won at all.

Until this time, they encountered Lawson.

Lawson's camp will also suffer losses.

Combat sequences will perish; Bear Guards will have their power armor shattered by the bone scythe of the Overlord-class Executioner; Hurricane Motorcycles will crash into the acid mist from the exploding gelatinous spores; XV8 sequences will have their bodies torn apart by heavy bio-cannons; and Keystone sequences will be swallowed up in close-range attacks by the swarm of insects.

War is not a one-sided performance. If the Terran swarm were so easily crushed, it wouldn't deserve to be called a galactic-level catastrophe.

The problem is that Lawson's battle formation is always at full strength.

The vacancies left by the fallen were filled by the stagnant reserve force, the damaged equipment was replenished by the armory, battlefield data was transmitted back in real time, and new countermeasures were constantly generated.

The swarm of insects wanted to wage a war of attrition, so Lawson played along.

While it may provide sufficient support, it doesn't mean that Lawson is willing to be disgusted.

The acoustic array scheme for UR-025 has entered the implementation phase, which will take a few more hours.

Lawson didn't like waiting, so he went to one of the worst battlefields himself.

The agricultural satellite associated with Karian-17-B was originally just a small cog in the outer supply chain of the Karian Overworld, possessing two artificial temperature-controlled plains, three large underground grain depots, and a low-Earth orbit platform responsible for fuel transshipment.

After the swarm landed, the satellite's sky was first obscured by spore clouds, and then completely contaminated by spore mines and gelatinous spores dropped by the Noon Queen.

The fighting on the ground is still raging.

At the forefront of the battle formation, the Bear Guards and Overlord-level Executioners clashed on the edge of the burning wheat field, their giant axes and bone scythes shattering nearby insect corpses with each collision.

The XV8 sequence advanced along the outer ring of the armored grain silo, with shoulder-mounted missile pods and pulse cannons continuously unleashing firepower on the swarm of insects.

The Hurricane Motorcycle Squadron was forced to descend and fly close to the ground, losing its most effective medium- and low-altitude high-speed crossfire tactics.

The sky resembled a grayish-white, rotting ocean.

Within a range of over a thousand kilometers, countless spores floated in mid-air, their grayish-white capsules pulsating slightly with the airflow.

Huge, gelatinous spores were interspersed among them, resembling transparent tumors, their internal mucus swaying slowly in the light of lightning and artillery fire.

Occasionally, a few hurricane motorcycles were forced to pull up to avoid the ground-based acid cannons. As soon as they entered the mid-space, they detonated a series of spore mines. Grayish-white acid mist expanded continuously in mid-air, like poisonous rotten flowers.

This sky is no longer suitable for flying, but that doesn't mean Lawson can't fly.

The next moment, he rose into the air.

A terrifying psychic energy emanated from his body.

A few years ago, his psychic powers could already cover a range of 3,000 kilometers; now the range is even greater.

His psychic energy was like an invisible, giant black-gold net, extending in all directions from the airspace where he was located.

The swarm seemed to finally realize the danger.

A large number of spore mines began to detonate prematurely, attempting to pollute the airspace around Rosen with acid mist and kinetic energy impacts.

The swarm of flying insects rushed towards him like a madman, like waves of black tide, trying to swallow the figure back to the ground.

Lawson flicked his finger, and a spark of golden fire appeared.

At that moment, half of the sky above the Karian-17-B was illuminated.

The golden flame flicked from Lawson's finger, initially just a blazing line of fire stretching across the sky, but then, drawn by the psionic net, it instantly spread out, like a golden tide rushing into the gray-white spore clouds.

The moment the golden flames swept across, a layer of bright golden cracks first appeared on the surface of the sporangium membrane, followed by the simultaneous detonation of the internal acid and biogas.

The first batch of spore mines exploded at high altitude, followed by blast waves that spread to more spore mines in the surrounding area, turning the gray-white minefield into a boundless chain of sympathetic explosions.

The sky began to burn.

Within a radius of over a thousand kilometers, countless spore mines were simultaneously crushed by an invisible giant hand.

The explosion spread outwards from the airspace where Lawson was located, in concentric circles and layer upon layer. Before the grayish-white poisonous mist could even sink, it was burned into bright fire powder by the golden flames.

The gelatinous spores swelled, twisted, and burst in the golden light, spraying out large amounts of translucent acid rain from their insides. However, before falling, they were swept away by a second round of golden fire, evaporating into a blinding golden mist.

From the ground, it looks as if the entire sky has been set ablaze by the gods.

Huge, grayish-white spore clouds exploded in the golden fire, transforming into fireworks that were both dazzling and cruel.

The explosions in the high sky were layered upon each other, like a golden tsunami crashing into the decaying clouds. The gelatinous spores in the hollow area exploded in succession, drawing out lines of fire that stretched across the sky.

The flying insect swarms at a lower altitude were swept up by the aftershocks of the golden fire, and the black insect shadows turned into charred remains in the golden light, falling to the ground like a rainstorm.

The sound of the explosion was delayed for several seconds before reaching the ground.

A deafening roar pressed down from the depths of the sky, causing the outer walls of the armored granary to hum, the flames in the anti-insect trenches to sway to the sides, and the Astronaut soldiers to cover their ears and kneel in the mud.

The gun sights on the turrets were blinded by the intense light, and the optical sensors of the XV8 series automatically lowered their exposure. The Hurricane motorcycles, under the command of the swarm network, flew close to the ground through the golden afterglow, waiting to reclaim the sky.

At the same time, Lawson's swarm backend was completely overwhelmed.

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[The gelatinous spore remains have been recovered]

[Unknown acidic spore samples have been recorded]

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[Statistics on the benefits of spore mine chain detonation]

Those spore mines are too small, and the yield per unit is pitifully low, some even giving only a little biomass, but the quantity is simply too much.

Within an airspace of over a thousand kilometers, hundreds of millions of bio-mines, gelatinous spores, microsporangia, and swarms of flying insects were simultaneously incinerated, detonated, and transformed by the Imperial Golden Fire, with background notifications rushing into the swarm's mind like a flood that had been torn apart.

Initially, the information could be displayed one by one.

Soon, the earnings per item became meaningless.

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