From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 457: "Fanatical" "Barbaric" "Reverse Encirclement"

Rou~——!

Tiberius's huge body was like a war machine that started instantly. Although it looked bulky and huge, it showed amazing flexibility and suddenly leaped forward.

As it leaped, the air was torn apart with a sharp sound, like a steel meteor streaking across the battlefield.

Boom! !

With a loud bang that shook the earth and sky, Tiberus' magnetic boots stepped heavily into the enemy camp.

The corrupted surface cracked under the huge impact force, and thick mud and dark green pus splashed like a fountain, soaking the surroundings in a filthy rain curtain.

"Wow~!"

"ah--!"

The heretic creatures that approached, especially the fat "little guys", were immediately crushed into bloody residue by Tiberus's "advent".

The sound of the abscess bursting mixed with sharp screams echoed all around.

Some smaller twisted creatures were blown away by the impact and crashed into the enemy formation behind them.

However, Tiberius' offensive did not stop there.

The moment he landed, he stood like a mountain, and the chainsaw power claw in his hand quickly rose up, drawing countless scarlet arcs.

Buzz—hiss—sizzle—!

The claw blade flashed with jumping scarlet arcs, and under the blessing of high-frequency vibrations and chain rotation, it made a scalp-tingling whistling sound.

With the sweep of his sharp claws, the heretic creatures around him were torn apart easily like paper, and the broken limbs and corrupted blood gushed out, filling the air with a strong smell of corruption again.

The scene of pus, blood and flesh intertwined instantly turned the battlefield into Tiberus's slaughter stage.

His every move was precise and deadly, demonstrating his unparalleled "art of killing", turning those heretics who tried to approach into silent dust.

"Roar--!!"

However, the Jiralhanae, which had swelled to nearly four meters in height due to corruption, were not at all frightened by Tiberius's ferocious performance.

Their corrupt and swollen bodies are covered with pustules and tentacles, and so are the power hammers they wield. They are even connected to their palms and arms and are completely inseparable.

At the same time, they let out low roars and launched an attack on Tiberus.

Each of their steps left deep marks on the muddy surface, accompanied by the foul smell of rotten fluid splashing everywhere.

For the Jiralhanae, Tiberus, who "dared" to charge into the enemy camp alone, was simply seeking death.

Even though they were no match for Astartes in single combat in the past, they could lay siege, and what's more, they were now blessed by the "Father"!

Unfortunately

Tiberus is not an ordinary Astartes, nor is he someone who can be "destroyed" by the Jiralhanae through numbers.

Even though the ghost-faced beasts have been strengthened to varying degrees by their "new masters", they still cannot be "touched".

Just as they were trying to form an encirclement, Tiberius's figure suddenly blurred and then turned into an almost elusive afterimage.

He was so fast that even the Sharknado's company guards had trouble seeing him completely.

Tiberius's movements are as smooth as a dance of death, with the chainsaw power claw becoming the star of the show.

Buzz——hiss——!!

Along with the tearing sound of the rotating chain, wherever the claw blade passed, rotten flesh and pus splattered everywhere.

The siege of more than a dozen ghost-faced beasts collapsed in an instant, and their huge bodies were precisely cut into pieces, turning into useless fragments that fell to the ground.

A Jiralhanae that tried to swing a power hammer didn't even have the chance to complete the action before its severed arm and half of its body flew into the air and finally fell heavily into the corrupt mud.

In the blink of an eye, Tiberus swept away all the approaching guys with overwhelming strength.

At this moment, his movements came to an abrupt halt, and the cold, scarlet-glowing eye monitor locked onto the last ghost-faced beast that had just rushed out.

! !

This action immediately made the ghost-faced beast stunned.

Its steps suddenly stiffened, and its empty eyes seemed to be cleansed, becoming bright and clear.

Fear replaced all the madness and bloodthirstiness. It stared blankly at the bloody scene of its own kind being torn into pieces, its eyes full of retreat and despair.

It almost subconsciously took a step back, and its pustules and tentacles trembled slightly with fear.

"Oh, scum is scum after all."

Tiberus sneered, his sarcastic metallic tone full of contempt.

Before he finished speaking, his right hand, which was covered with high-speed rotating chains, like the sharp claws of a "real devil", suddenly clasped the head of the ghost-faced beast in front of him.

Sizzle——Puff——!!

With a horrifying tearing sound, the ghost-faced beast didn't even have a chance to struggle. Its huge head was completely crushed by the sharp blades of the chainsaw claws. Corrupted plasma and foul-smelling pus splashed everywhere, polluting the already rotten surface.

The broken body collapsed to the ground like a rag without support, unable to move anymore.

But Tiberus still raised his right foot and crushed it completely, ensuring its complete death and avoiding future troubles.

Even though the heretic seems to be really dead, he will not make the mistake of "not shooting or killing him again, allowing the opponent to take advantage of him."

And, this is just the beginning.

Tiberus did not stop. His body was like a steel fortress on the battlefield, and he continued to advance in an unshakable manner.

Day——clang clang clang!

The attached rotating bolter cannon roared and spewed flames, mercilessly pouring bullets towards the "stinking wave" surging in the distance.

These 1.0 caliber high-explosive arrow shells are undoubtedly the best weapon to fight against these twisted creatures. They can kill instantly upon contact and directly shatter the fat, corrupt bodies of the heretics into pieces.

What was even more deadly was that after the high-explosive arrow shells triggered the metal hydrogen reaction of the warhead, the scene instantly became extremely shocking.

Boom—boom—!!!

Countless explosions of light, like miniature suns, bloomed one after another in the underground city.

The explosion of each round of ammunition releases a pure, "warm" glow, which forms a sharp contrast with the morbid vitality that permeates the underground city.

The fragile buildings were destroyed in an instant, the tentacle-like living vegetation was burned to ashes, and the heretics who were crowded together and trying to attack were not left with even a trace.

Moreover, there are still 6,000 high-explosive bolt shells stored in the ammunition box under Tiberus' power backpack, which is enough to support his long-term fierce firepower coverage.

What's more, Tiberius also has a miniature missile launch bay with a built-in tactical metal hydrogen warhead.

When faced with a desperate situation, he can directly "annihilate" the entire underground city.

Whether from the intensity of fire suppression or the effect of psychological deterrence, the leader of the man-eating shark army is single-handedly defeating enemies that are several times larger than himself and leaving them defenseless.

At the same time, other corners of the battlefield were not peaceful.

"Die! Hahaha! Die!"

"For the Ravens! For the Emperor!!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The violent and barbaric metallic war roars also resounded throughout the underground city.

Every sound was mixed with excitement, enthusiasm, and even a bit of morbid "ecstasy".

The man-eating sharks of the company guards showed their most ferocious side. Their combat style was completely different from the secretive and cautious style of the Raven Guards.

At this moment, they were like a group of completely enraged bloodthirsty sharks, facing the waves of heretics that outnumbered them by a thousand or even ten thousand times with a fearless attitude.

The company guards' movements on the battlefield were equally smooth and, like their company commander, full of violent beauty.

And when they emptied the first magazine, without any hesitation, they attached their "troublesome" bolt guns to their leg armor through magnetic locks, so as to free up their hands and switch to more "lethal" melee weapons.

In their hands, long-handled power axes, power spears, and chainsaw axes become tools for wantonly harvesting morbid and corrupt lives.

Every swing would cause a bloody storm. No matter whether it was the Jiralhanae or the small heretics, they were powerless to resist the tearing of these weapons.

Buzz - boom!

The screaming sound of chain axes mixed with the dull sound of flesh being torn apart, interweaving in the corrupt air to form a symphony that made the heretics shudder.

The battlefield soon turned into a bloody "meat grinder" because of these company guards.

Looking down from above, the area at the edge of the swamp was covered in corrupted green blood and filthy flesh, as if hell itself had descended here.

Moreover, this wild fighting style is very efficient, advancing step by step without any delay.

The performance of the Shark Company has completely overturned the traditional impression of the Raven Guard.

They are no longer the elite troops known for stealth, flanking and precision strikes, but more like predators driven mad by hunger, seeking pleasure and satisfaction of "slaughter" in the flesh and blood of their enemies.

It may be that Tiberus's "alternative" style has influenced the entire company, turning these Raven Guards into more brutal and deadly man-eating sharks.

After all, from a tactical point of view, the safest option should be to hold the position and wait for the arrival of support from the 2nd and 3rd assault platoons.

After successfully holding the position, you can further coordinate the fleet to dispatch the brothers from the 4th Assault Platoon, and the 5th and 6th Support Platoons, while mobilizing more biological and mechanical weapons.

The addition of new forces will ensure that the Man-eating Shark Company can gain a foothold in the underground city and form a strategically significant advancement node.

Then, the core combat force of the company, including company commanders and company champions like Tiberus, as well as company guards equipped with sophisticated weapons and equipment, can assist professional special agents to launch assaults on the core areas of the heretics under the cover of heavy artillery in the position.

Mission objectives may include searching for the specific source of Chaos corruption, collecting key information about subsequent invasions of the Warp, or even attempting to capture a high-value heretic individual to obtain more intelligence through interrogation.

However, such a rigorous and thorough battle plan was not effectively implemented here.

The Shark's captain and his guards clearly had no interest in "holding their ground."

Instead, they chose a bolder, even crazy path, which was to advance deep into the enemy lines with only a force of a hundred people in order to expand the depth of the battlefield and provide cover and buffer time for the brothers and support that arrived later.

Such combat decisions and actions undoubtedly go beyond the scope of conventional tactics.

In fact, this kind of fighting style of using the few to defeat the many and completely ignoring retreat is usually only dared to be carried out so wantonly by the Primarch leading the Honor Guard.

After all, the strength of the Primarchs can ensure that they can defeat any monsters.

Although at this stage the Primarchs are often deliberately plotted against and trapped due to their lack of experience when fighting against the forces of Chaos, especially those evil gods hiding deep in the Warp.

But the Primarch has a "direct bond" to the Emperor.

Even if the Primarch fell into a trap, the Emperor would be able to detect it immediately and provide help.

The Dark Angel Captain in charge of the "Trench Crusaders" universe dared to lead the company champion and the company guards and rush to the hell plane alone in order to compete with Athena and the Grey Knights of his "uncle" generation for credit.

Moreover, based on the intelligence, the Dark Angels believed that they did have the power to kill their way through Hell, but they almost "failed" when fighting against Satan, the Lord of Hell.

Fortunately, the company commander showed great will and faith at the critical moment.

The most important thing is that the emperor was able to "witness" his true appearance and the situation on the scene, thus avoiding the fate of total annihilation.

As for the man-eating shark.

Their loyalty and faith in the Emperor are beyond doubt, but whether they can recreate the Dark Angels remains to be seen.

Of course, when Tiberus and the company guards began to "reverse encircle" the seemingly endless waves of heretics, the two knight mechas that remained in a hovering position were also not idle.

Seeing that the company commander and his brothers had expanded the front in a short moment, the shark pilots responsible for controlling the aircraft immediately fully activated the weapon systems.

The 140mm caliber plasma artillery group and the 80mm Gauss tracer spike cannon burst out dazzling beams of light in the dark environment of the underground city, ruthlessly tearing apart the enemy army in the distance.

The firepower of the two knight mechas not only intimidated the enemy, but also provided the most perfect fire support for Tiberus and the company guards at this stage.

Boom—boom——!

At this moment, more than 2 man-eating sharks from the 3nd and rd assault platoons on standby on the surface also adopted the "free fall" method to pass through the gap and crashed into the area on the edge of the swamp one after another.

Moreover, it was precisely because of the crazy actions of brothers like Tiberus that the "landing process" of the 2nd and 3rd assault platoons was extremely smooth, and they did not suffer much fire resistance from the heretics.

"Hahaha! Leave me some scraps to kill, bro!"

"Die! Die!!"

"Feed the souls of you bastards to the Emperor! Hahahaha! Merit! Merit!"

Therefore, after landing and standing firm, more than 500 man-eating sharks also issued extremely "fanatical" and "savage" war cries, cooperating with the company commander and the brothers of the company guards to reversely surround the stinking wave of heretics.