I am a green-skinned master

The commotion in the battle city attracted the attention of the nearby Star Army, who gathered around and the situation deteriorated instantly.

A horrifying roar was heard, and a gigantic winged Slaanesh demon was pounced down from the sky by an even larger Tyranid gargoyle, smashing heavily between the Astra Militarum and Pex's group, just right.

Pex remembered that the collective consciousness said that it would give him a chance to escape...

Originally, Pex disdained this opportunity, but at this moment, he could only accept it silently. He wanted to send the hope of the cult out.

The hive consciousness will not lie. Other leaders dare not say it, but the group following Pex is absolutely safe and will never be attacked by combat bugs.

The shuttle took off smoothly. Of course, there was more than one shuttle taking off. The airport was about to fall. If they stopped here, they would die. They might as well take off and give it a try.

However, how many shuttles can fly through the sky full of demons and swarms of insects and fly safely to the warships in space?

The chaotic situation left Hanks with no time to pay attention to the trivial matters on the planet. He found that the Tyranid biological warships were no longer attacking fiercely. They were more inclined to attack the ground and establish a solid base on it.

And the warships Hanks had were not enough for him to launch a risky attack.

Chapter 163 Temporary Balance

After about ten days of fierce fighting, the human fleet under Hanks's command basically lost its combat effectiveness, and each battleship suffered varying degrees of damage.

The only ones still capable of fighting were the Doombringer and two other heavy cruisers equipped with nova cannons; the others were either severely damaged or sunk.

Frigates and destroyers suffered heavy losses, with less than ten ships still capable of fighting. There were more transport ships, about twenty.

A fleet of this size would be completely wiped out even if it was attacked by a Zerg fleet. The reason why the Tyranids did not do this was very simple because they had no time to deal with them.

The battle situation on the ground involved most of the computing power of the cluster consciousness. As a collective of consciousnesses, the cluster consciousness rarely expresses emotions. It is as objective, calm and ruthless as a machine.

However, He was still extremely surprised by the chaotic situation on Euronia III. The existence of human Astra Militarum and Planetary Guards was understandable, and the existence of greenskins was also understandable, although the combat effectiveness of these greenskins was also stronger than traditional records.

But what about Demons and Chaos Space Marines? Fighting against these creatures in the Zerg Swarm never earns any biomass, they have no meat.

The human fleet has been completely repelled by Him. In order to accumulate more strength and gain greater advantages and biomass, He divided the force into three parts. One part landed at Stone Ridge in the southern hemisphere and expanded its strength by devouring the gene thieves who remained here. Their mission is to fight the greenskins.

These greenskins are also very strong, but at least not as abnormally strong as the ones on Oronia IV.

The second part was deployed near the equator to fight against the demons and their minions in the airport city. The existence of these things would ruin the dining table and they needed to be cleared out faster.

The third part is set in the northern hemisphere, which is a gathering place for a large amount of biomass and the resistance is much weaker. Only some cities guarded by robots and half-human, half-mechanical humans are not easy to attack.

It doesn't matter. The swarm will bypass them. It doesn't earn much biomass by attacking them. They will devour the easy parts first and then gnaw on the hard bones.

With the replenishment of biomass, the number of biological fleets in space began to increase.

A giant biological ship wailed in pain, twisting and trembling like a mother giving birth. After struggling for more than an hour, it gave birth to a bloody mess with a wailing of relief.

The new bio-ship rolled over several times, tearing the blood bag that wrapped itself, and its big mouth with fangs and sharp teeth let out the first howl since its birth in this world.

With the replenishment of nutrients and the biomass allocated by the cluster consciousness, the new biological ship will grow larger, and its defense and attack capabilities will become stronger.

Due to the experience of defeat on Euronia IV, the collective consciousness lacks a sense of security. In the past, after arriving at a planet, they would first put biomass into ground battles, and then expand the biological fleet after the ground battle was completely won.

This time, He distributed the biomass equally, half to the ground to increase the number and combat effectiveness of combat insects, and half to bio-ships to make up for the losses.

Because his input was evenly distributed, the battle on Oronia III was still very intense, and the demons, orcs, and insects had reached a balance. They each had their own advantages on the local battlefield, and they were restrained and stalemate on the overall battlefield.

Only humans are barely holding on in this melee.

Hanks is facing a painful decision: whether to lead the remaining warships into the subspace to retreat, or to wait and see if more people can be saved, especially his superior, Commissar Kester.

"Send out another team of reconnaissance planes to scout the battlefield." Hanks wanted to take a look at the current size of the Tyranid fleet before making a decision.

"Your Excellency... We no longer have any reconnaissance aircraft, space fighters, or bombers..." his adjutant replied.

The adjutant's words once again made Hanks feel powerless, and he also felt how cruel the war with the aliens was. The captains of the fleet also had different opinions, and some suggested that they retreat early to preserve their manpower while the Tyranids ignored them.

Others denounced this behavior as a sign of disloyalty. The entire Astra Militarum Legion was about to be wiped out on Euronia III. They had fought for the Empire until the last moment. How could the Imperial Navy just retreat like that?

What should he do? Hanks lacked experience and did not dare to make a judgment on his own. Political Commissar Kester was fighting in the center of the battlefield and could not be contacted for the time being.

A transmission saved Hanks, and the Space Marine Chapter arrived.

The Alien Slayers, the Space Marines of this chapter act just as their name suggests, and most of the time they fight against various alien enemies of the Empire.

Long-term battles have allowed them to accumulate a lot of experience in fighting aliens. At the same time, many of their brothers have died on the battlefield. Extreme hatred for aliens is also one of their characteristics.

Since the period of the Great Heresy, the harm caused by the legion-level Space Marine rebellions was too great, so the large-scale Space Marine legions were divided into small chapters. Generally, a chapter has about a thousand Space Marines, organized into ten companies with about a hundred people in each company.

In most cases, the Space Marine Chapters only conduct special operations, and often the ten companies of a Chapter still act separately. In most cases, a Chapter has to deal with several battlefields, and there are only one or two companies on a normal battlefield.

It is the Astra Militarum and the planetary guards of each world that truly protect the human empire for a long time.

The Alien Slayers showed the utmost sincerity in responding to the Munitions Ministry's orders. Eight of the ten companies were assembled. More than seven hundred Space Marines and two strike cruisers were all the strength required for the chapter to enter the Oronia system.

This force that seemed very powerful in the past... now seems... very insignificant in the Oronia galaxy. The enemies of the Empire here are too strong, and Lawrence, the Chapter Master of the Space Marines, also thinks so.

After scouting the situation in the galaxy, he was shocked that such a remote galaxy was so dangerous.

"Why is there such a huge deviation in the intelligence! How can the mortals in this galaxy persist in such a hell... Is it again the planetary governor who concealed key intelligence?" Lawrence was very angry. No matter which battlefield the few people he had were deployed in, they couldn't even stir up a flower.

The planetary governors of the human empire do often conceal some things because they do not want to attract the attention of the empire's top brass, which leads to various departments sending troops to share their own power. Many disasters that would have been dealt with if reported early are often dragged down by these planetary governors into serious diseases that endanger several star fields.

"Report, we have contacted the Imperial Navy in this galaxy, and their situation is also very bad." The technical sergeant with a mechanical arm on his back reported to the legion commander.

"Pick it up." Lawrence just wanted to find out why the intelligence had deviated so drastically.

Chapter 164: Space Marines

When Hanks and Lawrence met for the first time, they started talking about military intelligence without exchanging a few pleasantries.

After spending three hours explaining the desperate situation of the Oronia system, Hanks became a little emotional, complaining about why the Space Marines, the Emperor's angels, arrived so late.

"We have reached the Oronia system at the fastest speed. When we jumped out of the subspace, we compared the time and found that we were two weeks earlier than expected." Lawrence was naturally unwilling to accept Hanks' complaints. They have always been proactive in fighting aliens.

"According to the Munitions' plan, what awaits us should be a world that is being fortified. The Forge Hive is being built, the Astra Militarum is spread all over the planet, and there is only a powerful Imperial Navy fleet in orbit."

"And what do I see now? Xenos, heretics, traitors, and demons wreaking havoc on the worlds of the Empire. A disintegrating Astra Militarum legion, a shattered Imperial Navy fleet. This is very different from what was planned."

Lawrence punched the armrest of his seat angrily and shouted, "The Tyranid fleet has also arrived ahead of time! Why didn't they report so much important intelligence to the Military Affairs Department! These things don't appear out of thin air, there must be some warning!"

"Where is the Planetary Governor? I want him to explain the current situation and take responsibility for it!"

Lawrence, who is angry about the corruption and incompetence of imperial officials, now wants to kill the governor of this planet. Whether he did it subjectively or unintentionally, he should bear the main responsibility for this.

Hanks was silent for a moment, then said with a serious face: "Governor Cornwall has died. The corruption of heresy spread among his planetary guards. He left a certificate in his office to prove that he discovered the corruption and wanted to take the troops to suppress it..."

"But, unfortunately, it was too late. The corruption was already very deep. When Governor Cornwall arrived, the cultists had already summoned the demons. The governor died on the battlefield, and the troops he left behind are still fighting to defend Honor Hold."

Facing a dead man, a Governor who had already sacrificed himself on the battlefield, Lawrence's anger, which he had nowhere to vent, was relieved. Continuing to criticize a Governor who sacrificed himself for the Empire would bring shame to the image of the Space Marines.

"Commander Pex was corrupted by the Tyranid Genestealers, Governor Cornwall died in the suppression of the cultists, and Commissar Kester's Astra Militarum was surrounded by Orks and could not be contacted in the most intense part of the battlefield..."

Lawrence felt a great headache as he was the only one left among the four people appointed by the Ministry of Military Affairs in the highest command body.

The order from the Military Affairs Department is to defend the Oronya galaxy for as long as possible, but judging from the current situation, the galaxy has already been lost.

Continue to follow the orders of the Military Affairs Department? He is the head of the chapter and has to consider the future of the entire chapter. Is it worth letting the brothers of the chapter sacrifice their lives for this remote, fallen planet?

Lawrence also fell into the same dilemma as Hanks.

Suddenly, Hanks' dedicated communication line rang: "This is Commander Kester of the Capello Theater. We have held back the orc warlord Gorbad. Please support us with orbital bombing! The coordinates are..."

Lawrence knew all too well what it meant to destroy an orc warlord. In many dangerous battles, their regiment had used this method to curb the unstoppable green tide.

After listening to this, Lawrence looked at Hanks with sharp eyes, "It seems that, General Hanks, at this difficult time, we can still do something."

"But we have lost air superiority... The coordinates are in the southern hemisphere, and orbital bombing is impossible..."

"That's for the Imperial Navy. For the Astartes, it's easy. Our strike cruisers are designed to deal with such situations. Orbital bombardment is impossible, and the Astartes are the most powerful artillery." Lawrence replied proudly.

It is indeed as Chapter Captain Lawrence said, although the firepower of the Space Marines' warships is not as good as that of the Imperial Navy, they are better at quickly deploying strike forces and using the Space Marines as deadly artillery shells to drive into the heart of the enemy.

Lawrence decided to behead the orc boss and planned to go to the church first to pray before the battle with his brothers.

Inside the holy church, the spacious venue was packed. Four hundred Astartes from the four companies on the attack list formed a square, knelt on one knee, and prayed to the Emperor.

A priest with a human skull decoration on the outside of his helmet walked back and forth at the front, speaking over and over again.

"What is your duty?" said the priest.

"To carry out the Emperor's will," the Astartes replied.

"What is the Emperor's will?" the priest continued to ask.

"We will fight for the Emperor until our death," the Astartes continued.

"What do you mean by fighting until death?" The priest walked around again and looked at the Space Marines below with a sharper look.

"It is our duty to fight until death." There was no hesitation in the voices of the Astartes.

"What are your duties?"

"To carry out the Emperor's will."

Over and over again, very loyal, and also very obsessed. If Cheng Mingrui saw all this, he might compare this scene with a pyramid scheme, and the two are indeed very similar.

After the Emperor sat on the Golden Throne, it was no longer the Imperial Truth that guided the Imperium of Mankind, but the Imperial State Religion, which regarded the Emperor as a god, and most Space Marine Chapters also agreed with this view.

In fact, the Imperial Ecclesiarchy is indeed more tenacious than the Imperial Truth. Blind faith in the Emperor has turned many Space Marines into fanatics, but at the same time they can resist the corruption and erosion of the Warp more effectively.

After the prayer, the three company commanders came to Lawrence and waited for orders in silence.

"The Thunderhawk gunboats are ready. The Second, Fifth, and Sixth Companies are responsible for blocking the orc reinforcements and isolating the orc warlord. I will lead the First Company to carry out the decapitation operation. This orc warlord has extremely strong personal combat power and is the most difficult one. His subordinates are also very powerful. Brothers in each company must be careful."

Lawrence's eyes swept across the company commander in front of him, and then across the soldiers behind the company commander.

"The operation to kill the orc warlord Gorbad is about to begin. Do you have any questions?"

What responded to him was the determined gaze of hundreds of eyes, or the silence of a pin drop.

"Very good, now let's go and prepare the equipment. We still have fifteen minutes. See you on the battlefield."

After saying this, Lawrence left the church.

……

In the southern hemisphere of Euronia III, Capello and Iron Claw are fighting the most intense battle with Kester, and both sides are full of fighting spirit.

Chapter 165: Above the Ruins of the City

Capello, a city that has been devastated countless times by wars, is now a place name rather than a city name. The destroyed weapons, vehicles, and airplanes, and the bodies of those killed and blown up are piled up in a full layer on the ruins.

The corpses of the Gadgeteers, the corpses of the Orc units, the corpses of the Tyranids, and the corpses of humans can be seen everywhere here like the scenery.

Keister led the elite troops of the Star Army to engage in a brutal meat grind battle with Gorbad on this battlefield. Such battles had been fought many times, and this one seemed to be the last one.

Tiezhua was very happy. He felt that this was how war should be, killing bugs at night and shrimps during the day, fighting day and night.

The boss rack behind him was also full of trophies, including shrimps wearing wide-brimmed hats and ferocious insects. Iron Claw was a little proud, and he felt that he was strong enough to become a powerful warlord.

A huge shrimp Titan appeared in the field of vision. This thing was too powerful. Many good guys were killed by it.

The muzzle of the Titan's gun flashed, and behind him, a ball of sparks came out from the orc war fortress that Crooked Mouth had left for him, and one of the turrets on it was blown away.

Xiami’s armored forces, tanks, and big tanks have all come out.

Very good, today is another very waaagh day. Iron Claw raised the battle axe in his hand and roared towards the sky.

“waaagh!!!”

Behind him, a large number of guys raised their machetes and responded to their boss with the same waaagh sound.

The rocket backpack was activated, and Iron Claw and his ruthless boy were the first to charge into the Star Army.

The bloody battle instantly became intense.

The war was not limited to the ground. It was equally fierce in the sky, with human fighter planes, orc fighter planes and Tyranid flying monsters all fighting together.

The sky once belonged only to humans, but now humans have become the weakest party, with the replenishment of fighter planes and pilots far less than the consumption.

Every time the orcs lost a certain number of fighter planes, they would be able to fly out the same fighter planes the next day. The combat effectiveness of those rubbish-like fighter planes was surprisingly high, and the orc pilots did not need any training and could fly completely based on their talent...

The Tyranids are even more excessive. Their flying war beasts seem to be endless and their numbers are increasing. For the collective consciousness, combat knowledge is ready-made. As long as it has enough biomass, the flying beasts can fill the sky.

He used a missile to accurately blow a gargoyle into pieces, and Dave shouted happily, "Huha!" Then he turned the fuselage around and killed a smaller Tyranid flying beast with his machine gun.

"Captain... we can't waste time here any longer. Iron Claw said that if we can't destroy your Titan this time, he'll break your neck when we go back." It was obvious that Dai Fu had changed the co-pilot again.

The co-pilot's words had some effect. Dai Fu touched his head and decided to deal with the Titan.

He led his flying squadron through the heavy fire network, shot down the interception of the Shrimp fighter planes, and finally saw the Shrimp Titan in battle.