Warhammer: Empire Reboot

They threw down their weapons, spread their thick arms, and pounced from the left and right sides, trying to use their strength to grab the Cornerstone Warrior and drag him into hand-to-hand combat.

The cornerstone warrior's legs were slightly bent.

The anti-gravity engines on its back and feet simultaneously emitted a dark blue tail flame.

He leaped into the air to face the two orcs, his power axe drawing an arc of light with the help of centrifugal force.

The battle axe swept across two thick necks in succession.

puff!puff!

Two orc heads flew into the air at the same time.

The two headless corpses remained in a forward-leaning posture, rushed forward a few steps, then collided and knelt down beside the Keystone Warrior's boots.

From the moment the seven Gough Orcs charged into the breach to the moment the last two headless corpses fell, only a dozen seconds passed.

Just then, the sniper at the second-floor firing point spotted a new enemy appearing at the corner of the trench.

The Cornerstone Warrior had already turned around half a second earlier, his explosive pistol in his left hand aimed at the corner of the passage.

Just as an orc, whose form had not yet fully revealed itself, stepped out with half of its large, black-haired foot, a bomb whistled through the air and pierced its forehead.

Subsequently, more foundational sequences crossed the ruins.

The front row enters the passage, the back row occupies firing positions, and heavy units block the gap.

Thousands of melee attacks erupted simultaneously.

The orcs quickly realized that the Keystone sequence was different from that of Astartes.

Orcs enjoy fighting Astartes.

However, the Astartes were too few in number and always acted according to their own tactics.

They would crash into the battlefield in airdrop pods, kill war leaders, destroy key facilities, and then evacuate before the orc army could surround them.

For the orcs, this kind of battle wasn't satisfying enough.

Just when they found a worthy opponent to take down, the other party jumped into the Thunder Eagle gunship and flew away.

The cornerstone sequences are different, and they are more numerous.

One million humans, capable of engaging orcs in direct melee combat, spread out along the fortress complex of Armageddon.

They won't kill a few orcs and then immediately retreat.

Once a cornerstone unit is surrounded, nearby units will block the passage, turning the entire area into an arena.

The orcs can charge in, but once inside, only one side can come out alive.

What excites the orcs most is the purity of the Keystone sequence.

A cornerstone unit dares to take on seven orc boys at once.

One hundred cornerstone members dared to charge into a battle formation composed of thousands of orcs.

The orcs gave these enemies a new name.

"Hard-boned shrimp".

The name quickly spread throughout Armageddon.

"There are a lot of tough nuts ahead!"

A half-faced orc leader stood atop a mountain of corpses, brandishing a power axe he had stolen from the Keystone Sequence.

It had fewer than two hundred orcs left with it.

The vast majority of the three thousand lads who followed it in the attack had already fallen in front of the fortress.

Layers of green corpses lay piled up, some still twitching, others charred by artillery fire.

The orc leader laughed louder and louder.

"They are incredibly tough!"

"I saw with my own eyes a shrimp kill seven boys!"

The surviving orcs roared simultaneously.

The deaths of three thousand orcs were not proof of their defeat.

On the contrary, if so many kids die in a battle, it means the enemy is strong enough and the battle is exhilarating enough.

New orcs began to gather around this remnant army.

The young men who originally belonged to other war leaders also rushed over, vying for the next charge position.

Orc technicians dragged in larger cannons, beastmasters brought in Sgug, and the driver welded new jet engines to the back of the vehicle.

They all wanted to see just how difficult those "hard-boned shrimp" really were to kill.

Arek watched the entire process through tactical footage.

He glanced at the seven orc corpses in the image, then looked at the troop numbers representing the cornerstone sequence.

One million!

The old political commissar remained silent for a few seconds.

"You call this kind of thing cornerstone infantry? Isn't this just a million Astartes?"

Lawson watched the tactical map turn green.

"They are what they are until stronger units arrive."

Arek soon learned why these people were called the Cornerstone Warriors.

Because a stronger fighting force has emerged.

The combat units don't target ordinary orc lads; they specifically target orc leaders and elite units.

The orc leader had just smashed open the Tau Allied fortress, and before he could even rush inside, he would see a group of tall figures emerge from the smoke and dust.

Heavy power hammers, chainsaw blades, and large-caliber explosive weapons are enough to satisfy the orc leader's every imagination of melee combat.

Heavy units such as the Killing Jar, Killing Iron Jar, Skullg Beast, and Ancient Garbage are dealt with by Wolverine and Sabretooth.

The Wolverine suit is responsible for destroying hordes of killing canisters and armored vehicles.

Once the orc mega-units enter the firing range, the saber-toothed tiger will rise from behind cover and use heavy railguns and fusion firepower to penetrate the target.

Larger orcish colossi and titans will be intercepted by Eldar titans.

The Undead Titan circled around to the side of the Orc Colossus, while the Phantom Titan drew fire from the front, and the Warlock Titan used psionic energy to disrupt the Orc's shield.

The newly assembled Titan squadrons of orcs are often attacked from multiple directions before they even get close to the Imperial defenses.

The Evil Sun Clan, who favored chariots and high-speed charges, were not overlooked either.

The Hurricane Squadron is responsible for ground-level interception.

The Flying Bear Motorcycle Unit will then venture into the wasteland to engage in a chase with the Orcs' war motorcycles and assault vehicles.

Both sides traveled through craters and ruins at speeds exceeding 200 kilometers per hour.

The orc motorcycle spewed black smoke as the flying bear rider changed direction while skimming low into the air.

The anti-armor weapons fired continuously at high speed, and the hit vehicles rolled away, leaving hundreds of meters of burning trails across the wasteland.

Regardless of their clan or preferred fighting style, orcs can find the opponents they desire in Armageddon.

The orcs suffered heavy casualties as a result.

But death did not deter them; instead, it made Armageddon's Waaagh! force field even stronger.

The survivors' excitement and fighting spirit combined to fill the air with green psionic energy invisible to the naked eye.

The orc psionic boys in other star systems of the Milky Way were the first to sense the changes.

They began to see Armageddon in their dreams.

I saw countless fortresses and endless battles.

After the Psykimboy wakes up, he will shout the images from his dream to the orcs around him, and the message will then be transmitted to other star sectors via raiders and greenskin caravans.

An orc warship that was originally preparing to attack the Imperial agricultural world changed course.

A fleet that was fighting between two orc warlords suddenly ceased fire.

The two warlords decided to fight in Armageddon first, and they could decide who would be the leader after they arrived.

Further away, some orcs who had never heard of Armageddon began to hear faint battle cries in their sleep.

One orc fleet after another adjusted their course, following Waaagh's guidance, and gathered towards Armageddon.

Chapter 283 The Value of Armageddon

Since the arrival of the Marksman, Armageddon's bad luck seems to have come to an end.

The changes in Armageddon were so rapid that they left people speechless and even wondering if they were hallucinating.

It's not their fault; anyone would have the same misconception.

In just a few days, the radiation cloud that had shrouded Armageddon for thousands of years began to dissipate, and people finally saw the long-lost starlight.

The exhausted Asgardian soldiers also withdrew from the desperate front lines to the rear, and the Marksman sent out stronger soldiers to take their place.

The changes go far beyond these; there are also miracles that defy common sense.

The common people and Astragalus soldiers of Armageddon live their lives alongside death and disease. Grey lung disease is a specialty of this region, while on the front lines, far more soldiers die from infected wounds and septicemia than from being directly killed by chainsaw axes.

But now, in the Third Field Diversion Battalion outside Helsrich's stronghold, the wounded soldiers are finding that their bodies are changing.

Private Karl of the Astronaut Corps lay on a simple cot. Three days ago, an orc had ripped a deep gash in his thigh, exposing the bone. The medic had already run out of antibiotics and had even given up on amputating his leg, waiting only to throw him into the incinerator after he died.

However, at this moment, the blackened, necrotic muscle in Karl's leg was peeling off on its own, and new granulation tissue was growing and stitching up the edges of the wound. In just half a day, the fatal penetrating wound had completely healed without leaving a scar.

Carl sat up blankly, touched his thigh, and then took a deep breath.

The polio disease that had plagued him for twenty years vanished with a single breath.

Not only Carl, but throughout the field camps and along the thousands of kilometers of defensive lines, millions of seriously wounded soldiers walked out of their medical tents on their own.

Beneath their feet, on the scorched earth repeatedly plowed and polluted by war, tender green shoots emerged.