Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

"Impact in three minutes."

"Be ready for battle."

"For the Lord of Avalon."

"For the Dawnbreaker Legion."

In the dull and hot air of the assault airdrop boat, Kulin clearly heard a whisper coming from in front of him. The voice was rough and hoarse. In the silence of everyone, it seemed very harsh and annoying.

This rude roar aroused a similar low response from the twenty soldiers in the airdrop boat, but half of them chose to keep their silence to save every ounce of their strength and devote themselves to the following battle: Kulin is one of the latter. He is neither good at dealing with others nor is he very familiar with the so-called comrades around him.

After that brief battle that broke out in the shadow of Blackstone Fortress, Kulin's team was completely torn apart. One of his comrades died, one was forced to move to the reserve, and three others, including him, were left. , before the new blood could come to replenish the troops, they were all organized into a temporary battle group and plunged into this war that was bound to stain the stars with blood.

Thinking of this, the young Dawnbreaker let go of the Ulster Talisman that he originally held tightly in his palm, and allowed it and the [Eternal Sun Crown] pendant, which symbolized the Dawnbreaker Legion, to continuously hit his armor and weapon box. It clanged and made an extremely regular knocking sound.

Listening to such a voice was his habit before every battle, and it gave him great peace of mind.

Looking around, in the red and blue flashes of the helmet-mounted display, half of the sons of Morgan sitting on both sides of the airdrop boat were doing the same thing as Kulin, either doing private relaxation or simply During the break, only a small number of people were roaring various slogans.

The Dawnbreaker Legion, headed by the Queen of Avalon, has always been a quiet team. Whether before or after the reunion with their genetic mother, Morgan's descendants are accustomed to entering the battlefield in silence, so that the entire Until now, the Second Legion has not even been able to achieve unity with a recognized legion battle cry.

Of course, even if there was such a thing as the Legion's war cry, I am afraid that most of the Dawnbreakers, especially the Terran veterans who are accustomed to silence, would not bother to shout at all.

"Thirty seconds left."

In front of the cabin, the pilot's voice came along with the hot air waves.

So, no one spoke anymore, all the Sons of Morgan opened their eyes, clenched their fists, checked their weapons one last time, and waited patiently for the roaring sound when the heavy melta from the bow of the ship was launched.

Thirty seconds later, an earth-shattering impact came as promised, making Cullin's soles feel sore and numb. The gravity difference caused by crashing into steel from the void was gone from him in an instant. A large amount of blood was drained from his pupils, making him unable to see.

Fortunately, when the magnetic belt protecting him was unfolded, Kulin had already recovered. He quickly got up, followed several veterans who had recovered earlier, and ran forward: first the airdrop boat, then the The alien fortress stepped through the fiery impact gap, and the different steel floors trembled under the same Astartes iron boots, signaling the coming of a massacre.

"Listen to me clearly, and I'll say it one last time: Our destination is the hall at the end of this corridor. There are three crucial forks there, which determine the ownership of this damn fortress! "

"We are responsible for capturing that place!"

"Now! Take action!"

Guns roared and explosions occurred. Residues of ceramic steel and bone fragments splashed on both sides of the helmet, almost cutting off half an ear. Behind the corner in the distance, one could vaguely hear the roar of bombs, automatic cannons and plasma. But what echoed before his eyes was only fire and devastation.

When Kulin rushed out of the small and sultry space of the assault airdrop boat, this was the first scene displayed in front of him. Going from the cold void to the inside of the alien void fortress where the battle was going on was tantamount to going from hell. One level, step directly into the other level: on one side is the ice hell like falling into the abyss, and on the other side is the endless cage of flames.

The roar mixed with orders rang in the ears of the new Dawnbreakers. For a moment, it was unclear whether it came from a public communication platform or whether some lunatic would take off his helmet on such a bloody battlefield. Let his voice torture the eardrums of every comrade.

But Kulin knew that he had no time to care about these small things, because at the end of his field of vision, the battle had begun. The fastest rushing Dawnbreakers were gathering at the intersection of the two corridors. They used hot melt to , plasma and cold swords as weapons, competing with the alien defenders hiding behind the temporary defense line to compete with each other's efficiency in harvesting lives.

Kulin followed subconsciously. The changes in gravity were still entangled with his agility, making the son of Morgan's footsteps a little shaky. And just behind him, several other siege boats smashed through the shell of the fortress one after another, causing them to They were so close that the powerful shock wave almost knocked Kulin and his comrades to the ground.

A laser beam that came from nowhere passed by his helmet, almost right next to the brand-new detector. Cullin vaguely heard another curse of being hit, but it didn't seem fatal: because The curse was quickly enveloped by the violent sound of firing, and the alien laser never appeared again.

Behind Kulin, more and more Sons of Morgan stepped onto the deck of the fortress with the heavy impact of the siege boats. The number soon reached three digits, forming an unstoppable wave. The silver torrent submerged all resistance within a few hundred meters. The weather-beaten veterans and the faltering recruits advanced alternately, smearing the corridors and rooms with alien blood that belonged to the Dawnbreakers. victory sign.

Kulin was caught up in this unstoppable torrent. He joined the battle with his long sword and melta gun, and personally caused the death of six aliens, one of whom could even be defined as a [child]. Those Blood as thick as petroleum stuck to his leg armor, affecting his movements, but he had no time to care about these things.

Amidst the pain caused by the bullets and the scorched smell caused by the corpses, Kulin's battle group rushed through the siege at the end of the corridor. The comrades behind them separated from them and ran towards their respective destinations, shouting The sharp explosions of the melta bombs that penetrated the barrier were still echoing in everyone's ears, and the number of people in the queue reduced in just a few minutes clearly told everyone that this was not going to be too big. Have a smooth battle.

In fact, the batch of assault airdrop boats where Kulin is located is the second batch of effective forces invested in this alien void fortress by the 23rd company of the Dawnbreaker Legion: the real elite main force was already a Terra standard time ago , under the personal leadership of company captain Hector, they forcibly broke into this vital galaxy barrier and began the battle.

The arrival of Kulin and others not only shows that the human army is more powerful in this steel tomb, but also proves from the side that the battle situation of Hector and others is not smooth, and the enemy is more difficult than they imagined. .

But this is by no means a reason to abandon the battlefield.

The son of Morgan spit out a mouthful of sticky phlegm mixed with blood, and the acid element contained in it sizzled and corroded the river of blood that was constantly solidifying and rushing under his feet. He sometimes ran wildly in the corridor, sometimes evaded, and sometimes stretched The sword pierced the alien's boiling veins, and sometimes he huddled behind the temporary bunker he found, watching the battle brothers on the opposite side cover their bleeding shoulders.

A strange, fishy mist mixed with countless blood slowly surrounded him. Sharp gunshots and wails continued to burst out from all directions. He clenched the chain sword in his hand and followed closely. The unknown comrade in front of him rushed from one corner to another, from one battle to another. The beating of his heart roared in his ears, and even caused the blood to rush, as if he were alive. Thunder kept building up in his heart.

In this way, he followed the troops, broke through the corridor, and stepped into the hall. Here was a grander battlefield, with gorgeous bloody military flags and hundreds of Astartes warriors as bargaining chips. Determine the ownership of the most important rooms.

Damaged automatic cannons, alien corpses and even those originally ugly statues were now piled together haphazardly, becoming the basis for the confrontation between the two armies of humans and Ran Dan. The remaining alien artillery spread like hail. firepower, sacrificing a fearless gunner every time it happens, until it's wiped out by a melta bomb in the hands of the Dawnbreaker.

One hundred of the best Sons of Morgan occupied one side of the hall and were engaged in sudden trench warfare with opponents ten times their size on the other side. Behind them, more and more corridors were exchanged in bloody battles. Lord, more Dawnbreakers rush into this hall every second, letting the balance of victory continue to lead to the pride of Avalon.

This kind of battle may have lasted for half a Terran standard hour, but it will no doubt end soon: as the second batch of Dawnbreakers successively cleared their respective targets, from the main hall's door that can be said to extend in all directions, Continuously pouring out, the alien firepower was gradually compressed to the vicinity of the remaining main base. Those warriors who were best at sneaking were able to reach near them and open a gap with a sudden charge.

No one will miss this opportunity.

Before the new blood of the Dawnbreaker killed his sixteenth victory, he saw with his own eyes how victory came: Captain Hector's majestic body was an unmistakable spectacle of the Legion, and he enveloped himself In the specially customized Terminator armor, it looks like an imperial knight that is too short.

Accompanied by a deafening battle roar, the silver-white giant figure, which was at least four meters tall, rushed into Ran Dan's alien defense line at a thunderous speed. He just threw the first punch and couldn't wait. A smelly rain of blood began on the ground.

The heavily armed Hector was even more astonishing than a rampaging Brutal Blade tank. He violently knocked down the two or three-meter-thick position wall, killing those who were wearing thicker than Astartes power armor. The armored Randan warriors easily caught it in their hands, and then crushed their skulls and bodies like tearing apart a tin soldier doll. All the alien artillery aimed at the enemy with crazy screams, but it was enough to penetrate the vehicle armor. The shells only caused Morgan's pride to shake undetectably, and did not affect his subsequent massacre work at all.

The twelve Randan warriors at the front drained their blasphemous blood within a few minutes. As they fell, more and more Dawnbreaker warriors rushed in from the gap, and their company The captain was as fast as ever. Before the alien artillery position launched the second round of sniping, he took the lead and bloodbathed the only remaining enemy. When Hector finished all this, he stood in the way of the Dawnbreaker. In front of the legion, there is only the last shaky position.

It is true that the layout of this final position is exquisite, and if it is attacked by force, it is enough to take away the lives of several Dawnbreakers: but Hector has lost his patience, and with a roar that no one can imagine, accompanied by his comrades With close cover, the most majestic son of Morgan raised the rhinoceros-sized alien cannon, took a slight aim, and then directly hit the alien position a hundred meters away, just like the champions at the ancient Olympia games waving their weapons. Their javelins.

This sudden destruction was unavoidable, and in the blink of an eye, the last line of Randan's defense fell into deathly silence. Morgan's descendants took the opportunity to advance, killing the remaining opponents in an orderly manner, while the vanguards continued He kicked open the door on this side and rushed towards those crucial rooms, allowing these metal doors to turn into a piece of molten metal fluid, which merged with the alien's blasphemous blood to form a stinky, sticky river.

The battle for the main hall finally came to an end, and with the change of hands of this transportation center, the ownership of the entire alien fortress was also settled. The defenders of the Randan Empire left at least five thousand remains in this once prosperous main hall. , they are now the most elite military force of this former hegemony, and behind the main hall, the losses of the aliens will be at least four times higher.

Among these mountains of corpses, there are also dots of silver, which are the casualties paid by the Dawnbreaker Legion here. Among the dozens of fallen Sons of Morgan, at least one-fifth have lost their lives, and the remaining Those who were lowered were accurately lifted up by their pharmacist brothers and would be temporarily absent from the next battle.

But these have nothing to do with Kulin for the time being. His battle group paid the price of one death and one injury in the battle in the corridor and the main hall. The casualty rate reached one tenth. When Captain Hector led the elite, he began to While they stormed the last few strongholds held by Ran Dan, Kulin temporarily stayed in the hall as a guard.

Kulin was not dissatisfied with this decision, but his attention was quickly captured by the dark scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hall: in this crazy spectacle, he understood the significance of occupying this alien fortress.

This alien fortress is essentially a void star fortress embedded with many artillery fires and void shield generators. Together with its dozens of brothers and sisters, it is connected to Mandeville Point and a dozen of the outermost satellites of the galaxy, like The winding chain between the boat and the dock.

The human empire's all-out offensive against Randan's home system began on New Year's Day, and when the day was about to end, the forces loyal to Holy Terra had already grasped the space around Mandeville Point in their hands. As a result, the Imperial warships were turned into ruins connected end to end, ensuring that the successors could break through the Randan alien's first space defense line.

The occupation of the outermost part of Mandeville Point was the bloodiest part of the first day. A large number of Randan battleships, star forts and armed asteroids occupied this line of defense with the consciousness of dying together. Their joint offensive, fearless of death, was like The never-ending torrential rain during the flood season pinned the vanguard of the Human Empire to Mandeville Point, and even formed an outflanking situation for a time. The hand-to-hand battle made no progress for ten Terran standard hours. Only a large pile of wasteland was left consisting of broken starship carcasses, broken armed asteroids, burning defense towers and destroyed interstellar fortresses, including many of the most powerful battleships.

This anxious situation suddenly collapsed at the end of the day, as a huge subspace gap was torn open behind the Ran Dan fleet, and a subspace arc that was hundreds of kilometers long announced the arrival of two behemoths: [Indomitable Truth] and [Dawn Goddess] led their most powerful followers, like a herd of beasts in the sea of ​​fire, swarming towards the alien defense line from behind. The unknown Tuchucha engine came into play at this moment Its intended role was to delay the first line of defense for at least half a month. However, in the last minute of the New Year, it failed to prevent the two human fleets from converging.

As the Mandeville Point completely fell into the hands of the Human Empire, thousands of warships began to rush into Ran Dan's home system in an orderly manner. Among the dozen or so planets in this system, more than half of the worlds were quickly classified. In the first wave of direct blows.

The world on the outermost side, simply named [No. 1], is the core target of this strike, and it is also the ultimate goal pursued by countless Dawnbreaker warriors who are fighting in different star forts at this time.

The First Legion and the Second Legion have invested a total of 30,000 Astartes warriors to seize this livable world for humans. The thirteen star forts outside it alone require a corresponding number of companies. To bring them into the hands of the Empire of Man respectively.

Hector's 23rd Company was responsible for the largest of them all, and was also relatively the toughest to chew, but their efficiency was enough to make their genetic mother proud: when Kulin looked at those not far away When visiting other star forts, he will find that the dead silence that symbolizes victory only exists in a few two or three star forts, and most of them are alien fortresses, still filled with endless fighting and fire.

If you look a little further away, you will find that the flagship of the Dark Angel Legion is lording over the [No. 1] world. This will become the logistics center of the Human Empire in this battle, so it has received temporary preferential treatment, which is worth it. Johnson's heirs rode in drop pods to seize its surface and buildings.

As for the other worlds in this galaxy, although they are also fully armed and have strong defense forces, they cannot have the same luck: the human empire has no intention of using this birthplace of evil anymore, except for Ran Danmu, who is the ultimate target. In addition to the star, and [No. 1] who was selected as the logistics center, Zhuang Sen issued a unified sentence to all the Randan Fortress World who were armed to the teeth: death penalty.

As for the Dark Angel fleet, while desperately seizing the power in the void and pressing the front line towards Ran Dan's home planet, they listed the virus bombs, cyclone torpedoes and more sinister weapons in their hands, destroying those who had unfortunately lost their lives. The world of Ran Dan, who had control of the air, was completely destroyed.

Even the lowest level Dark Angels or Dawnbreakers know very well that after this complete extermination war, this galaxy can no longer have any value: even if every inch of its land is absolutely fertile soil, the human empire will definitely Will be abandoned.

The Empire has no need for this system.

Therefore, for the Dark Angels, who have always been good at creating a quiet atmosphere, this war is not difficult from a technical point of view, and it even has a familiarity that makes people like it.

Massacre, destruction and destruction, this is Zhuang Sen's tactics in this battle. After all, Holy Terra does not expect to get any reward from Ran Dan's wasteland: or in other words, the final destruction of this race is the best. reward.

Therefore, on the second day after the war had just begun, most of the galaxy was already involved in the merciless flames of war. Those fortress worlds that were supposed to hold on for several months in repeated battles were only waiting for the most ruthless sentence. , and Zhuang Sen himself and his most trusted heirs have landed on [No. 1], massacring the Ran Dan soldiers in the fortress, and using devices that cannot be leaked to effectively destroy the entire world. Razed to the ground.

This job is not easy. Even with the usual efficiency of the First Legion, they are expected to take three days to completely build a firm logistics center. After completing all this, the power of the Human Empire will He will ignore other existences in the galaxy and concentrate on destroying Ran Dan's last fleet.

And when the last Ran Dan fleet also turned into a ball of burning scrap metal, those heavily armed fortress worlds would be abandoned: apart from the [No. 1] at the beginning, Zhuang Sen's only goal, It is Ran Dan’s home planet.

The Lord of Caliban even swore that on the tenth day of this war, his steel boots would trample on that desecrated land, and when the first Terran Standard month of the year ended, the name of Ran Dan]'s aliens will completely disappear from the galaxy.

This will be a quick war, a ruthless and determined war of genocide.

Ah, I feel like this kind of battle scene is like chopped green onion in egg fried rice. Although it is necessary, no one likes it.

including me.