Warhammer: Empire Reboot

Under the influence of the Waaagh energy field, the Red Thoughts' speed became a physical reality, with its top speed even exceeding the theoretical limit designed by the Empire.

Faced with this chaotic, savage, and destructive mechanical frenzy, Nest PDF showcased their firepower configuration.

PDF equipment standards are lower than those of the regular Astral Army.

The main battle tanks consisted of outdated Chimera infantry fighting vehicles and downgraded versions of the Leman Rus. Artillery positions were comprised of fixed Hydra anti-aircraft guns and twin-mounted automatic cannons. Infantry support heavy firepower primarily consisted of heavy explosive rifles and single-barreled mortars.

In the past, this kind of firepower coordination and outdated fire control system had a very low hit rate when facing the orc mechanical horde, and the defense line was easily torn apart.

But now, the commander has a swarm mentality.

The lethality increases exponentially.

Ash Wasteland, War Zone 47.

A PDF infantry regiment, commanded by platoon-level suicide soldiers, is constructing its positions.

Twelve kilometers ahead, a strike group consisting of three hundred orc war chariots and five Deathbringers is rapidly approaching.

The suicide squad officer did not use binoculars. Tactical markings were projected directly onto his retina by swarm thinking.

"Coordinates locked. Wind speed: 4 meters per second. Gravitational acceleration: 9.8. Humidity: 30%."

Twenty kilometers behind, there is a PDF artillery position.

The three hundred self-propelled artillery pieces and fixed mortars underwent no test firings or calibrations. The artillery emplacement commander received microsecond-level data packets from a swarm-like mentality.

"Elevation adjustment. Propellant charge setting. Full array coverage firing."

boom!!!

Three hundred high-explosive shells were fired simultaneously.

There were no test shots, and no radio corrections from the observation post.

Twelve kilometers away, the orc assault group was speeding away.

The shells fell.

Flames shot skyward. The shockwaves from the explosion overlapped.

Two hundred orc war chariots were overturned and blown to pieces in the first volley of fire.

Swarm intelligence weaves scattered PDF firepower into a killing net with an error margin of no more than ten meters.

The remaining orc armored vehicles rushed into the two-kilometer range of the defensive line.

The PDF soldiers on the defensive line maintained absolute tactical silence under the supervision of the suicide squad.

"Fire."

Two thousand laser guns and fifty heavy bomb guns fired simultaneously.

The beam of light is no longer a scattered, blind shot.

Swarm intelligence uses battlefield data links to micro-allocate firing targets.

One hundred soldiers simultaneously focused their lasers on the left knee joint hydraulic cylinder of the foremost, fearless machine.

A single laser gun cannot penetrate the Deathbringer's heavy armor. But if one hundred high-energy lasers strike the same square centimeter in the same millisecond, the heat cannot be dissipated through conduction.

The armor melted through instantly. The hydraulic fluid boiled and exploded.

The Deathbringer's massive body lost its balance and collapsed, its internal reactor destroyed by a subsequent mortar shell.

PDF soldiers mechanically pull the trigger in the trenches.

They watched as the orc vehicles that had previously crushed them were dismantled like building blocks under a near-magical precision of fire.

Battlefield variables have emerged.

Orcs possess an extremely strong instinct for battlefield evolution.

On the right flank of the defensive line, an ordinary orc boy had his left arm severed by a stray bullet during a charge. The excruciating pain and intense war hormones stimulated the Waaagh gene sequence within him.

Cells divide at a rate that defies the laws of biology, muscle fibers expand by forty percent in seconds, and thick bone plates grow on the surface of bones.

Its size has increased dramatically from two meters to nearly three meters.

It underwent a class evolution during the battle, transforming from an orc boy into Norber.

The newborn Norber lifted a hundred-pound sledgehammer with one hand and leaped into the PDF trench, smashing two ordinary soldiers into mincemeat.

A gap has appeared in the defense line.

The captain-level assassin stationed in that section drew his power knife and charged forward.

However, 1.2 seconds before engaging the enemy, the swarm intelligence completes the combat capability assessment.

[Target parameters have surged. Captain-level individual win rate has dropped to 60%. The defensive line is at risk of being breached.]

Upon receiving the order, the suicide squad officer raised his left hand.

hum!

He pulled two fully armed platoon-level assassins out of the static force field of the armory.

He added two assassins, equivalent to unarmored Astartes, to form a standard three-on-three close-quarters battle formation.

The newborn Norbert swung his hammer down.

The first assassin dodged to the side, his chainsaw slicing into the back of Norber's knee, causing Norber to lose his balance. The second assassin's powered longsword pierced Norber's heart with pinpoint accuracy. The third assassin leaped high and stomped on Norber's shoulder, decapitating him with his battle axe.

2.4 seconds. Target confirmed dead.

The two reinforcements didn't even glance at the corpse. They turned around, stepped back into the stasis field, and the space returned to its smooth state.

Only one officer remained to continue commanding the PDF to fill the gap.

This situation was common along the thousands of kilometers of front.

The swarm intelligence has developed the arsenal of static force fields into the ultimate tactical tool for patching up gaps. If any defense line faces a high-level threat, or if any suicide soldiers are caught in a fierce battle, reinforcements will instantly descend with a single thought.

Retreat immediately after the kill.

Highly efficient, eerie, and deadly.

In more extreme situations, such as in the 30th defense zone, a super-heavy battle fortress modified by green-skinned soldiers crushed three trenches under heavy artillery fire.

The officer in charge of the area raised his hand.

The static force field is fully activated.

Two White Tiger powered armored assassins, each wielding a heavy plasma incinerator, strode out.

Two overloaded plasma spheres directly melted the front armor of the battle fortress and detonated the internal ammunition depot.

Amidst the massive explosion, the two White Tiger assassins retreated back into the force field and disappeared.

The defense line is as solid as a mountain.

A plain-minded soldier lies prone in a trench, watching these scenes that defy common military knowledge.

Fear was replaced by fanaticism and worship.

"Did you see that?! That's the Emperor's angel protecting us!"

"As long as they're here, the line won't break! Brothers, fire! Kill these green-skinned bastards!"

"For the Emperor! For the Angel!"

The cohesion of the PDF army has reached its highest point since the founding of the military on this planet.

Inside the main hive.

On a huge public holographic broadcast screen, the battle situation on the outer defense line is being broadcast live.

This was not out of the governor's mercy, but on Lawson's orders.

He needs to transform the despair of billions of mortals on this planet into absolute fanaticism for the Emperor, the Angel of Death.

In the scene, a white power armor with black stripes is crushing through the remnants of an orcish army.

The shirtless Katachon assassin beheaded Norber with a single blow, and PDF soldiers, under the assassin's command, methodically harvested the aliens.

The common people of the city were crammed into the square, along the streets, and under the filthy ventilation shafts.

They stared at the screen, deathly silent.

Then, cheers erupted, loud enough to lift the dome off the sky.

"The Emperor has not abandoned us!"

"Angel of Death! Praise the Throne!"

Fanaticism spread rapidly across the three hive cities, and security incidents decreased.

The riots ceased, and the will of 12 billion people, after extreme fear, was released in an extreme way, all directed towards the worship of that mysterious army.

However, blind spots still exist on this planet, which is covered by a surveillance network of swarm intelligence and a vast area of ​​endogenous psionic energy.

In the gap between physics and subspace, some are enraged by this planetary-wide fanaticism and order.

Previously, in order to use the nun, Lawson had put forward the theory that heretics were lurking in the planet's upper echelons.

That was originally a political pretext for seizing power.

He made those remarks without any solid evidence.

But in the Warhammer universe, the most vicious lies are often the truths that are hidden.

There are indeed heretics on this planet.

Its scale and penetration far exceeded Lawson's tactical simulations.

Deep within the lower lair dwells the Pale Flesh Cult, which worships Nurgle, the Lord of Plague.

In the more secretive upper echelons, among those who consider themselves noble, flows the venom of the ever-changing master, the treacherous.

Obolos III, the Spire district.

Water Purification Guild.

This is a massive organization that monopolizes the lifelines of billions of people in the world.

Control the circulating water system, condensation tower, and underground reservoir.

Whoever controls the water controls the life and death of this nest city.