Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

Although four Astartes warriors died heroically under the siege of the Zerg, their feat has become the most glorious page in this battle. Their names will be remembered forever, and their spirit will inspire more people to join this great battle until the final victory.

In the vast universe, the loyal Astartes warriors are like shining stars. They fearlessly guard the tired mortals and win them a precious moment of respite. These warriors, with their iron will and blazing hearts, resisted the invasion of the dark forces, allowing humans to find peace in this cruel world.

May the great Lord of Humanity, the supreme being, be able to see through the loyalty and dedication of these warriors and pity their weathered souls. They write fearlessness and faith with their lives, pass hope to every corner, and let those who struggle in fear see the light.

These Astartes warriors, their souls are pure and flawless, noble and shining like gold. After the smoke of the battle clears, may their souls rest in peace and return to the golden throne that symbolizes glory and honor. There, they will receive eternal peace and respect and become the greatest legend in human history.

When death came like a tide, the brave warriors fell one after another, and their bodies were finally completely devoured by the ruthless swarm. After this brutal battle, the wounded mortal warriors remained tenacious. They stood up again and held the defense line in front of the hive. However, compared with the previous fierce battle, the counterattack power of these once brave and fearless warriors has been significantly weakened, and their figures appear particularly tired and heavy on the battlefield.

Despite this, they still gritted their teeth and fought hard against the invasion of the Tyranids. But the cruel reality is in front of them. If they continue like this, the fall of the hive will only be a matter of time. Those densely packed insects seem to be endless, and the movement of each insect seems to foreshadow the end of the mortal warriors. However, in despair, they still did not give up, and still used up their last bit of strength to try to protect this homeland that was once full of hope.

In the distant agricultural world of Tarvina, facing the endless wait for the imperial reinforcements, the people here are full of anxiety and helplessness. They know that with the current predicament, it is almost impossible to hold on until the moment when the imperial reinforcements arrive. Faced with various challenges, this once prosperous world is in deep trouble.

The Grand Marshal and the Chapter Master both know that the outcome of this battle is doomed to be despair. However, they do not intend to give up and are willing to sit and wait for death. As a glorious imperial warrior, they are well aware of their mission and glory. Even if they foresee the fate of destruction in the end, they are still determined to let this group of invading insects deeply feel the bravery and fear of the imperial warriors before they are completely destroyed.

Facing powerful enemies, they hold their weapons tightly, with unyielding light flashing in their eyes. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns and blood and tears, they will fight to the last moment. They will do their best to let these insects know that the warriors of the Empire are not easy opponents to deal with. They will make the enemy feel real fear with fearless courage and firm belief.

In this cruel battle, the Grand Marshal and the Chapter Master will lead their warriors to defend their homeland to the death. They will make the enemy pay a heavy price and make them tremble in fear until the last drop of blood of the Imperial warriors. Even if the outcome is doomed, they must let the enemy know that the glory of the Imperial warriors is inviolable.

"We must cut off the source of troops for this group of insects," the Grand Marshal looked at the Chapter Master standing beside him with a sharp gaze. His voice was low and firm, revealing an unquestionable determination. "If these insects continue to land on the ground, then we will face an unbearable disaster. I am afraid we can hardly survive for two days. We must take action, and quickly."

The Grand Marshal's fingers slid across the map on the table, and his eyes flashed with cold wisdom. "We must use all available resources to launch a comprehensive counterattack. We cannot sit back and watch these bugs wreak havoc on our land. We must protect our homes and our people. Chapter Master, I need you to deploy troops immediately and stop the bugs' attack at all costs."

The Chapter Master felt the firm will of the Grand Marshal, he straightened his back and replied: "Grand Marshal, I understand. I will return to the front line immediately, adjust tactics, and ensure that the bugs' manpower is completely cut off. We will use our courage and wisdom to fight for our homes!"

"Dear Chapter Master, if I remember correctly... In the secrets buried deep under the Cherubim Monastery, the once powerful battle barge, the Red Sky Blood, should be lying there quietly, waiting for the moment to be awakened again.

Since the establishment of the Cherubim Chapter, the Red Sky Blood has always been our pride and symbol. Its bright red hull seems to be bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, and it can emit a frightening light even in the dark. And the destination of this battle barge is a little-known secret base under this seemingly ordinary monastery.

As the years passed, the Blood of the Red Dome escaped countless wars and disasters under the protection of the monastery. However, it has not been forgotten, and the legendary stories about it are still passed down orally among the Cherubian Chapter, inspiring generations of warriors. Now, Chapter Master, it is time for the Blood of the Red Dome to see the light of day and once again display its glory. ""

"That's true," the chapter leader said with a heavy expression when facing the mention of the battle barge of the Cherubian Chapter, as if he was unwilling to expand on this topic too much. There was a trace of indescribable complex emotions in his eyes, as if that memory was both precious and full of bitterness to him. He nodded slightly, then slowly turned around and looked at the starry sky in the distance, as if reminiscing about that dusty history.

The Grand Marshal's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he instantly noticed the subtle changes in the Chapter Leader. He frowned slightly, and from the Chapter Leader's behavior and expression, he felt an indescribable strangeness. The Chapter Leader's eyes flickered, as if he was trying his best to hide something. The Generalissimo's heart tightened, and an ominous premonition came over him. He knows very well that as the main battle group of our side, the Cherubian Chapter, there should not be any ulterior secrets in its battle barges. However, the Chapter Master's performance made him wonder whether there were any vital secrets hidden in that battle barge.

"Chapter Commander, Talvina is currently hanging on the edge of the abyss of destruction and is in danger." The Grand Marshal's voice was low and firm, revealing an unprecedented seriousness and solemnity. "I would like to use my most noble faith to I swear to the great Lord of Mankind that I will never reveal any confidential information about the Cherubim Chapter, no matter what temptation I face.”

With a burning gaze, he looked directly into the Chapter Master's eyes to ensure that his determination and loyalty were fully felt by the other party. There was deep determination in his words, as if he was making an oath to the entire universe, and his firmness was unquestionable. He continued: "The existence of the Cherubim Chapter is vital to the future of our humanity, and its secrets must be absolutely guarded."

The Kriegs, a mysterious and legendary nation, have an almost crazy admiration for the Lord of Humanity in their hearts. These warriors in black uniforms are like ghosts in the night. They are shrouded in darkness, giving people a deep and unfathomable feeling. Once they swear allegiance to the Lord of Mankind, their loyalty is as strong as steel and they will never break their oath.

This kind of loyalty stems from their innermost admiration and belief in the Lord of Humanity. They believe that the Lord of Humanity is the embodiment of wisdom and power, and is an existence worthy of their devotion. In the Krieg culture, breaking an oath is considered the greatest shame, and they regard loyalty as the highest rule of life. Therefore, once they make a vow, they will unswervingly stick to their commitment no matter what difficulties and challenges they face.

These warriors are fearless in battle, risking their lives to defend the glory of the Lord of Mankind. Their oaths are like a mark engraved on their souls that can never be erased. Even in the most difficult moments, they will stick to their posts with tenacious perseverance until the last moment of their lives.

This kind of loyalty and worship of the Kriegs is not only respect for the master of mankind, but also the persistent pursuit of their own beliefs. Their spiritual world becomes richer and deeper, and their lives are full of meaning and value. In this dark land, the Kriegs used their loyalty and faith to compose one eternal hymn after another.

After a long silence, the Chapter Leader's deep eyes flashed with complex emotions, as if there was an invisible battle going on deep in his heart. Finally, after a long period of silence, he nodded slightly, and with a bit of helplessness and sigh, he softly let out a long sigh. In that sigh, there was both a sense of powerlessness against reality and a deep worry about the future.

"Yeah, what else do I want to do with this?" The Chapter Leader's deep eyes revealed a hint of helplessness. He looked up at the sky covered by dark clouds, as if seeking some kind of answer. His sight was like a sharp arrow, passing through the leaden gray clouds, straight through the thick clouds, and finally stopped on the huge biological battleship above the orbit of the distant planet.

The battleship seemed like a sleeping giant, quietly suspended in the abyss of the universe. Its shell shows a strange biological texture, as if it is the aggregation of countless tiny life forms, which makes people think of an alien war between the stars. A complex emotion surged in the Chapter Leader's heart, including awe of the unknown technology and nervousness about the upcoming battle.

His eyes shone with perseverance, as if telling himself and those around him that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, they must move forward bravely. The Chapter Leader took a deep breath and threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind. He knew that now was not the time to hesitate and shrink.

"We still have a mission to do, and we can't be bothered by these irrelevant thoughts." He whispered to himself, with an unquestionable determination in his voice. His eyes returned to the biological battleship again, as if he had already outlined the battle strategy and plan in his mind.

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In the boundless interstellar void, a biological warship made of flesh and blood is constantly wriggling in a weird way, as if it is some kind of primitive creature hidden in the depths of the universe. As this mass of flesh and blood slowly moves, countless tiny transport spores are slowly discharged from its complex excretion holes, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, dense and chilling.

These spores, carrying the breath of warships, spread to every corner of the universe, both the vanguard of invasion and the pioneer of exploration. They shuttle through the void, silently, but everywhere, like an invisible net, covering the entire starry sky.

The wriggling of the biological warship, accompanied by the discharge of spores, constitutes a picture that is both mysterious and terrifying. Each spore contains the power of life, but is full of unknown dangers. Behind them, the deepest mysteries in this universe are hidden, waiting for courageous explorers to uncover.

In the deep universe, a huge battleship quietly floats above the planetary orbit. This is the key target that the Grand Marshal is aiming at. However, up to now, there are no military facilities on the surface of the planet that can directly attack the planetary orbit. After countless battles and consumption, the biological battleships of the Tyranids are still as strong as ever. To completely destroy them, there is only the battle barge that was buried deep under the soil a century ago. This barge, like a sleeping behemoth, is waiting for the moment to be awakened.

In the vast interstellar war, every battleship carries the hope and determination of the warriors, and this battle barge carries the last hope of mankind against the Tyranids. It is buried under a thick layer of soil, quietly waiting for the moment of revival. Although a whole century has passed, its structure and weapon system are still in a complete state, as if waiting for the order of the Grand Marshal to stand up again and fight for the future of mankind.

On the surface of this planet, the former military facilities have been destroyed by the Zerg, and only this sleeping battle barge remains. It has become the last trump card for mankind to fight against the Zerg invasion, and the only hope in the heart of the Grand Marshal. Only by waking up this barge and using its powerful firepower system can it be possible to completely destroy the Zerg warships in orbit and win a glimmer of hope for mankind.