Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Let's go, be careful of alien sneak attacks"

Halsey followed the team with a power sword in hand. Most of the betas in front had been killed by psychic lightning, and a few soldiers who had escaped were hit hard by bolters.

The super high military quality of the Space Marines was clearly demonstrated at this moment. Although their size is not as good as the tactical aircraft, they crush all tactical aircraft in terms of firepower and combat effectiveness.

"For the Holy Emperor!!!"

The war cries of the Space Marines echoed in the dark hive passages. The bottom of the entire Jizhou had been hollowed out and there were betas everywhere. These Space Marines went deep alone and were only responsible for destroying the mind level.

"Where are you, Brother Hamm?"

"We're almost there, there should still be a few hundred meters to go."

"I know, pay attention to the enemy's sneak attack. Although it is not fatal, you still have to be just in case."

Amrad slung his two power axes on his back, then pulled out a bolt pistol.

"arrive"

After Ham finished speaking, a huge hall appeared in the space warrior's eyes.

"This should be one of the components of the insect nest, the hall. The hall is a node connecting different horizontal pits. It is generated when upgrading to the second level nest. Inactive BETA are generally concentrated in the hall as a reserve team. If possible We'd better approach the main hall by the shortest path while avoiding the hall as much as possible during the lair infiltration mission."

After hearing the report from the technical sergeants around him, Amrad cautiously decided to avoid this place first, but it was obvious that these betas did not intend to let them leave.

"Report the number of enemies"

"Nearly 20, including fortress-level beta"

Amrad sighed, then took out his power axe.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, in the name of the Emperor's Angel of Death! Bring death to you!"

Amrad held the power ax in his hand, and hundreds of Space Marines around him were also ready to die.

Their parent group is the Imperial Fists. Although they are often jokingly called Platform Fists, this is just a joke. No one will deny their loyalty.

"Give these filthy xenos creations what they deserve! Death!"

Amrad's roar resounded throughout the hall. Hundreds of Space Marines were about to fight against hundreds of thousands of betas. This seemed impossible, but don't forget that there is a fundamental difference between a Space Marine and a group of Space Marines.

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"I've long been unhappy with those iron-clad people, talking about angels every day."

"Me too. To put it bluntly, aren't they just genetically modified people? They're so awesome. When the time comes, we can definitely kill one when we go to the arena together."

Dozens of stormtroopers who were waiting outside started chatting. The obstacles at the front had been cleared by the Titan Legion. Then the stormtroopers who were responsible for cleaning the battlefield arrived at the battlefield.

"I want to drive the Titan, but I have long since stopped driving this big coffin. Every day I am either being targeted or on the way to being targeted."

The driver of the AT all-terrain walker complained while patting the console.

"Why don't you install an artillery piece for us? Just build two water pipes and show them to who?"

The driver began to complain about the firepower problem of the AT all-terrain walker. Apart from the two blasters, there was basically nothing that could be used for attack. Look at those Titans, missile launchers, heavy artillery, Vulcan cannons and so on.

"We don't have as much armor as the Titans"

“Not that much firepower”

"Even the shield superior didn't give us one."

"No………………"

"So does love disappear?"

Just as the Stormtrooper was complaining, the player on the console suddenly started playing a song.

"md, it's broken again"

The driver walked to the console in three steps and then raised his right hand high to take a photo at a 45-degree angle.

The repair method from the ancient 2k to 3k era is easy to use, and it will become more reliable after a few shots.

"Okay, let's continue talking about those iron shells. When the time comes, we will go together, and we will definitely be able to..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the stormtrooper who had just complained was stunned by the scene in front of him.

A tens-meter-high fortress was thrown out like a toy, and a gap was even created in the entire mountain. This was when the fortress was thrown out, and then fell to the ground.

"what's the situation…………"

Seeing the trembling scene in front of them, these stormtroopers froze on the spot.

"Are any Jedi following?"

"No, only Space Marines"

"Are these iron shells capable of magic? Such a big thing was thrown out like this?"

"I heard they have a profession called a think tank."

"Think tank? Aren't think tanks civil servants?"

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At this moment, Halsey, the "civilian official", was killing everyone.

He held the power sword in his hand and slashed the betas close to him, while the other hand released psychic shock.

The huge impact can blow countless betas away, or crush them into a pile of minced meat under the force.

"Your Majesty the Emperor!! Crush these aliens!!!"

Halsey felt the abnormality in her psychic energy, and it was no longer as difficult to control as it once was.

"Follow Brother Halsey!!"

Amrad held two power axes and killed a tank-class blocking the way with one blow.

More and more betas are gathering here, and the next step is to kill the mind-level task to complete it.

"Several passages are blocked by dense betas. If you want to get through, you can only fight through here."

Just when these Space Marines were preparing to fight, Halsey began his operation.

"There is a proverb in ancient Terra: If there is no road, create a road."

Halsey's psychic energy began to spread, and a loud noise like thunder exploded around her.

The earth is cracking, and terrifying cracks appear under the feet of these Space Marines.

"boom!"

The ground cracked open, and these Space Marines fell straight to the bottom of the nest. When they fell, Halsey's psychic shield had been deployed, which more effectively blocked the impact of the fall.

"arrive!"

Looking at the mind class in front of them, these Space Marines did not hesitate, and hundreds of bolters aimed their muzzles at it.

"Fire!"

The crackling sound of gunfire resounded throughout the insect hive. Under the concentrated fire of the bolt gun, the brain-class died quickly, and its huge body was reduced to a pile of minced meat under the bombardment of the bolt gun.

The mind class emitted a human-like scream as it died, a sound that seemed more like a provocation to the Space Marines.

"When did these filthy alien creations become worthy of imitating human speech?"

Finally, Huron held a flamethrower and burned the brain to char.

Another lair in the Empire's path collapsed.