Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Attention everyone! There are a large number of betas approaching at 6 o'clock!"

As the order was reported to the rear troops, the Iron Warriors Space Marines headed by Boraska quickly took action.

"Deploy artillery positions! Use Leman Russ tanks as spearheads! Prepare to charge after the bombardment is over!"

The Death Strike missiles in the rear were quickly prepared for launch, accompanied by countless Medusa siege tanks and Basilisk self-propelled artillery.

"Armored units ready!!"

The Leman Russ tank aimed its muzzle at the beta group flying towards here. Several super-heavy tanks served as spearheads, and the soldiers clung to the armor of the tanks, holding light guns tightly in their hands.

"Aviation force, drone force, the first wave of attacks is left to you."

"receive"

Hundreds of Predator drones flew through the sky, with a small laser cannon hanging under them and a dozen melta grenades strapped to the fuselage.

Their functions are similar to the Gloria self-destruction tanks used by a certain country in the 2k period. Except for the addition of an additional weapon that can counterattack, the two are almost the same.

"Sir! The aviation attack squadron reports that the enemy has entered the combat range!"

"Copy that, free fire!"

The drone force entered the battlefield first, and light-level attacks followed one after another. Several rays of light streaked across the sky, causing dozens of drones to explode.

"Get closer! Detonate!"

The role of the drone is specially prepared to deal with betas like the assault class. Their bodies hidden under the armor are very fragile and can often be blown to pieces by detonating the drone.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

A series of explosions sounded, and blue flames burned and exploded behind the assault-level beta.

Countless assault-class betas were killed by the explosion of the drone, and their bodies and frontmost armor were blown to pieces.

Looking at the dust raised by the explosion in the distance, the second combat order was issued, and the empire's fighter planes were arranged on the battlefield.

More than a dozen Predator heavy bombers were deployed on this battlefield. Surrounding the bombers was a squadron of standard Thunder fighters for cover.

"Pay attention to the enemy's anti-aircraft forces! The barbecue begins!"

The bomb load of nearly 10,000 kilograms is enough to deal a devastating blow to these betas. The missile launcher is roaring and the sound of the bomb landing is like a symphony.

The target of this attack is the interceptor class. It is conservatively estimated that there are close to dozens of interceptor classes, and there are countless tank classes around them, but now they have been completely wiped out by the bombing.

"Report attack mission!"

"Successfully completed! Sir! Eighty percent of the enemy's living assault force has been destroyed by us!"

"Very good, you go back to the base to replenish your supplies! The fighter squadron continues its reconnaissance mission!"

"Sir, the Vendetta-class TIE Fighter has requested to join the mission."

"Received, approved!"

"Soldiers! It's time to show our loyalty! Assault!"

The last remaining tank class, soldier class, fighter class, even a little bit of interceptor class has no room for resistance when facing the torrent of steel from the empire.

"Charge! For the Emperor!"

The Emperor's Baneblade super-heavy tank serves as the spearhead of the assault formation, as well as the Leman Russ and Rogal Dorn main battle tanks, which are armored forces that specialize in crushing enemy defenses.

"Artillery! Fire!"

Behind the armored forces, hundreds of self-propelled artillery began to attack. These thin betas were vulnerable to this terrifying firepower.

These betas were fed one ton of artillery shells per person under Borasca's instructions. These weak soldiers and guards were simply unable to resist such a terrifying attack. A single cannonball would kill them in pieces.

"go ahead!"

The armored troops collided with the remaining tank-class and soldier-class betas. These tank-class tanks that could once easily lift the tank turrets were crushed under the tracks of Leman Russ, and even He couldn't even fight back.

The tank-level attack organs, such as claws and teeth, collided with Leman Russ's armor. The result was obvious. The Empire's armored forces performed a tooth extraction surgery for free.

"boom!"

The plasma cannon equipped on a Leman Russ Executioner attacked, and the blue beam penetrated several tank-class bodies.

"Penetrate the enemy's defenses!!!"

These Leman Russ accelerated their advance. The Breakthrough Army was a force specially prepared to break through the enemy's defense line. What they did was to smash through the enemy's defense line like a heavy hammer.

"Destroy these abominable alien creations!!"

Following Borasca's order, these thousand Space Marines stepped off the armored vehicles, holding chainswords or bolters ready to fight.

"Stab!"

The several-meter-high tank class was split in two by Boraska's power axe. These extremely scary-looking alien creations were just toys to the Space Marines. They had no mess during the Great Crusade. Beaten?

"boom!"

A soldier-level beta that got close to the Space Marines flew out in the blink of an eye. Some Space Marines didn't even bother to use weapons to deal with them. Most of the betas couldn't withstand a punch.

The tank class bit into the Space Marine's armor, but soon discovered, why is this pile of iron shell so hard?

The tank-class teeth had exactly the same effect on the Space Marine's armor as they did on the Leman Russ tank's armor, a perfect tooth extraction operation.

On the contrary, these Space Marines are killing these betas in an orderly manner. The Iron Warriors Legion does not like to do anything fancy. They will not pull off the tank-level skin and sew it on themselves like the Night Lords Legion.

They will take the fastest, simplest, and easiest way to kill these betas.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

The sound of bolt guns is endless, and each bolt can easily kill a tank class. In the eyes of ordinary people, these tanks can be easily destroyed, and even rockets cannot cause damage to the tank class. In the interstellar world, In the eyes of the warrior, it is just a relatively weak alien creation.

"Your Majesty the Emperor!!!"

Boraska wielded the power ax and cut a bloody path. The tank class, soldier class, and fighter class that were blocking the way were all easily killed, and Borasca's target was obvious, which was the light class at the back of the team.

"Dirty alien creation!!!"

Boraska punched a light-level in the eye socket. However, the punch weighing several tons directly penetrated the light-level. Then Boraska turned his attention to several other light-levels.