From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 460 "Haha. Kid, you are very brave——"

boom--! !

As laughter rang out and light flashed, a visible shock wave spread out from the area marked by Tiberius like a storm, sweeping across the entire underground city in an instant.

This shock wave was different from an ordinary explosion effect. It was not the impact of expanding gas pushing the surrounding medium, or the impact of compressed air. It seemed to contain strange and chaotic psychic fluctuations, as if the power from the depths of the subspace tore apart the rules of reality.

Countless clone soldiers who were marching had no time to react and were knocked to the ground by this overwhelming impact force. Some were thrown several meters away and hit the ruins hard.

The more unfortunate clones were thrown into a swamp filled with bubbles of corruption and were instantly swallowed up without even a sign of a struggle.

The intensity of the shock wave even forced the man-eating sharks to steady their pace. Their heavy titanium armor made a series of harsh sounds of metal friction, showing the terrifying force of the impact.

Chris and his team of agents hid behind the ruins of the collapsed buildings around them in time and barely avoided the head-on impact.

Despite this, their helmet displays still flickered due to psychic interference, and the harsh electronic noise filled their ears, making people feel uneasy.

However, the Thunderhawk gunships and various aerial hunters and carrier-based aircraft were not as lucky as the ground units.

No physical damage was detected on conventional instruments, and even the indicators of the flight system showed normal operation.

However, these aerial units seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and completely lost their flight stability.

They swayed in the air and finally had to make emergency landings. Some even crashed directly to the ground, making a deafening sound of metal twisting.

Only two knight mechas were "safe and sound".

However, the bombs of the two knight mechas were empty, so they had to return and resupply.

After a few seconds, the shock wave finally dissipated.

The originally noisy underground city fell into an unprecedented eerie silence.

All sounds seemed to be sucked away. There was no aftershock of explosions, no echoes of battles, and even the subtle sound of bubbles in the corrupted swamp bursting was gone.

This dead silence suppressed everyone's nerves, and the entire underground city seemed to be frozen in an instant.

Chris raised his head and, with the aid of the helmet screen's vision, observed the area marked by Tiberius.

I saw that everything there had been reshaped by the psychic impact.

What came into view was a huge vortex-shaped portal emitting a green glow, with a radius of at least a hundred meters.

Fluorescent ripples spread outward from the center of the vortex, giving people an indescribable sense of foreboding.

Around the door, the unique aura of subspace cracks continued to surge, and it seemed that more terrifying beings would emerge from it at any time.

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Chris stared at the swirling portal in front of him with a serious look, and instantly understood the seriousness of the situation.

Obviously, the Chaos believers, centered around the Jiralhanae and the Jackals, have completed some kind of filthy and complicated sacrificial ritual.

This ritual may involve the souls and flesh of a large number of human traitors, or these heretics may willingly dedicate their bodies and souls to the evil god.

Regardless of the method, the barrier between reality and the warp has been forcibly torn apart, resulting in the successful opening of this psychic portal emitting green fluorescence, and representing the imminent arrival of more chaotic creatures.

Ordinary demons are still within the controllable range, but the most worrying threat is the big demons under the evil god, who are also able to "descend" into the physical universe and come to the underground city through the portal.

If this were true, the entire battlefield would be overturned in an instant, and it might even pose an immeasurable threat to the empire's wider territory.

To be honest, based on the current situation, Chris judged that the best option was to evacuate immediately.

After all, Queconto is just an abandoned planet and has no strategic value.

It has neither imperial residents nor any key imperial facilities or assets, let alone scarce minerals.

In other words, this is a completely disposable piece of land.

From the perspective of the empire's macro-interests, it is simply not worth taking huge risks to get entangled with heretics and demons.

The core force currently participating in the war is the Man-eating Shark Company led by Tiberius.

These "sharks" are known for their powerful close combat capabilities and extraordinary tactical qualities, and are a rare elite force in the empire. If the entire company's combat power is exhausted in a battle that is doomed to be futile, it will be tantamount to a strategic disaster.

Although the heretics may have some intelligence that reveals Chaos' invasion of the Imperial territory, the value of this information is obviously not enough to make up for the cost of losing an entire company.

Therefore, Chris quickly formulated a best course of action in his mind -

Evacuate immediately.

Before the war situation deteriorates completely, they should immediately withdraw to low-Earth orbit, use the absolute firepower of the orbital fleet, and impose an "extermination order" on Queconto.

Under this tactic, the devastating blow of high-energy weapons can turn the entire planet into scorched earth, completely annihilating all heretics and demons, while ensuring that no one escapes.

This decision can not only avoid heavy casualties among our own troops, but also fundamentally eliminate the long-term threat that the enemy may pose.

But Chris also knew that the prerequisite for implementing this plan was to persuade Tiberius to withdraw.

Through a brief understanding, Chris judged that Tiberus was a bold and tough person, and might not give up the current battle easily.

Thinking of this, Chris turned his head to look at Tiberus at the front line and was about to propose a retreat.

However, before he could finish his words, he heard the other party's cold and firm voice on the communication channel:

"All man-eating sharks, charge to the marked area and eliminate these heretical bastards once and for all!"

Before he finished his words, Tiberus took a step forward and turned into a gray afterimage. His speed was so fast that it was almost difficult for Chris's visual system to capture it.

In an instant, Tiberus disappeared into the shadow of the ruins ahead.

Following closely behind were the company guards and thousands of man-eating sharks.

Fueled by anger, they erupted in soul-stirring metallic war cries.

The battle cry seemed to carry endless enthusiasm and fighting spirit, echoing throughout the entire underground city.

Their titanium armor reflected a cold light in the green fluorescence and the shadows of the ruins, and they followed their company commander and rushed straight towards the enemy formation.

All the company guards and more than a thousand man-eating sharks let out metallic war cries and followed their company commander forward.

As for the clone soldiers who obeyed orders unconditionally, they gave up defense and launched a charge.

On the other hand, the believers and heretics who served Nurgle were also in a state of crazy excitement at this moment.

They made gruff nasal sounds and strange roars, their intonations were crazy and disorganized, mixed with indecipherable strange languages ​​and chaos spells.

The heretic army surged in from the direction of the portal like a green wave, including hordes of Jiralhanae, gnolls, and deformed monsters emitting a foul smell.

All this foreshadows the complete outbreak of chaotic forces.

From above, the battlefield presents a very striking picture;

The "steel torrent" composed of thousands of man-eating sharks is like an extremely sharp "gray spear", tearing a gap in the "green wave" of heresy.

The violent collision caused blood, flesh and metal fragments to scatter everywhere. Every time the bolt gun fired, another fanatic among the heretics fell. Every roar of the plasma cannon tore the deformed monsters into pieces.

Even though the followers of Nurgle fought back frantically with a fight to the death, cracks gradually appeared in their line in the face of the unstoppable force of the man-eating sharks.

The focus of the battle quickly moved towards the vortex portal. The "entrance and exit" that emitted green fluorescence and connected the subspace and the physical universe was becoming the core of all conflicts.

The roar of the man-eating sharks, the scream of the heretics, and the roar of weapons intertwined into a chaotic and heroic symphony of death, playing the prelude to this hellish battle.

The tip of the "Gray Spear" is none other than Tiberus, whose body is as sturdy as a mobile fortress.

After the man-eating shark company commander completed his ammunition supply, he advanced rapidly towards the center of the enemy camp like an awakened steel beast.

Miniature metal hydrogen missiles with tactical equivalent and rotating bolt machine guns are delivering crazy attacks, annihilating and piercing through the rotten flesh and blood of countless heretics.

As for the chainsaw power claws on both arms, they are Tiberus's close combat weapon.

Every swing would make a sharp roar, and the tooth-like saw blade would cut those who were unfortunate enough to get close into a bloody mess, slaughtering them wantonly.

Following behind and on the left and right of Tiberus were more than a hundred company guards responsible for coordination. With power hammers and chain axes in their hands, they could smash and chop the heretics into pieces.

Blood clots were flying and blood mist was everywhere.

However, this charge was not without cost.

Although the fighting power of the Sharknado Company far exceeds that of ordinary Astartes, casualties are still difficult to avoid in the absence of fire support from air units and when they are deep in enemy territory.

The lines of Nurgle's followers are not only filled with corrupt traps and highly contagious poisons, but also with countless smaller but deadly "Nurglings".

These small demons will take advantage of the warriors' inability to pay attention to the changes around them, swarm up quickly, bite the weak points of the armor, and further erode the energy shield and protection system.

A Sharknado machine gunner ran out of ammunition and was about to switch to a shock dagger and retreat to his brothers' rear when he was besieged by thousands of Nurglings.

They frantically clung to the surface of the power armor, making sharp gnawing sounds and gradually eroding his energy shield.

The dozen or so jackals with the self-destruct attribute took the opportunity to "get close to the face" -

boom! boom! !

The expanding miasma glands in the body emitted a strong stench, and the dense explosions blew the machine gunner's shield into pieces, leaving the entire area covered in green poisonous fog and debris.

The brothers nearby were unable to come to support due to obstructed vision and the fact that they were also besieged by a large number of heretics.

The Nurglings and other heretics have completely surrounded the Heavy, forcing him into a desperate situation.

Feeling the rupture and destruction of the power armor and nanosuit, the Heavy knew that his fate was irreversible, and he decisively activated the cold fusion reactor overload program of the power armor.

Finally, he brandished the shockwave dagger and shouted on the communication channel:

“For the Emperor! For my father! Hahahaha, all of you die~!!”

Ri~——whoosh——! ! !

As soon as the words fell, a beam of blazing white light suddenly rose up, and the energy of the explosion instantly engulfed all the heretic creatures around.

The sacrifice of this machine gunner opened up a larger breakthrough for the company, but also aroused the anger of all the brothers.

They sped up their already slow speed, vowing to tear all Nurgle believers to pieces in order to avenge their fallen brothers.

As for Tiberius.

"Captain Tiberus! We must evacuate! Evacuate to orbit and let the fleet execute the extermination order, otherwise all this will be meaningless!"

Chris's voice was extremely urgent in the communication channel.

Chris and more than a dozen agents actually followed the pace of the man-eating shark and rushed into the line of Nurgle believers.

With superb tactics and flexible movements, they forged a narrow but effective passage through the surging waves of the enemy.

At this moment, they were less than a kilometer away from the vortex portal that emitted a strange green fluorescence.

However, closer to the portal than Chris and the others were Tiberus and his hundred-plus company guards.

They have arrived right in front of the portal, standing in the deepest part of the heresy and corrupt swamp. Their magnetic boots are covered with smelly mud and corrupt fluid splashed by the enemies, but they still maintain a fighting stance.

The man-eating shark captain ignored Chris' suggestion. His helmet monitor's "eyes" were firmly locked on the huge figure that was slowly emerging in the vortex portal.

A low humming laugh, accompanied by a green psychic glow and a pungent stench, came from deep within the portal.

An extremely huge figure appeared in full, its height was fifteen meters.

Every step the huge body took left deep marks in the corrupted mud.

Its skin was swollen with decay and necrosis, like a decaying moving mountain, and its epidermis was covered with moss-like boils and pustules, each of which looked like a malignant tumor that could burst at any time.

What was disgusting was that the pustules and boils would burst from time to time, pouring out countless Nurglings and fat, wriggling maggots.

They scrambled to get out of the body of this horrible creature, and then drilled back into its rotten and smelly flesh in an even more disgusting way.

It was obvious that the guy that Tiberus was looking at had appearance features and various signs that indicated that he was one of the great demons under Nurgle.

However, Tiberus does not know the other party's name and title yet.

When the great demon's feet completely stepped into the physical universe, its deep and hoarse voice echoed throughout the battlefield, with a penetrating power that seemed to act directly on the soul:

"Haha. Kid, you are so brave..."

Its sound was like thick, rotten liquid flowing through a rusty pipe, making anyone who heard it feel heavy in their heart.

This condescending tone seemed to have treated Tiberus and all the imperial soldiers present as playthings.