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"Shooting stars" fall from the sky of Cape de De world like shining orange-red teardrops. Five echelons were arranged in a staggered group, and more than a dozen echelons fell from the sky, artificially neat and deliberately at high speed. The "meteor" pierced the troposphere in the flames of the screaming atmosphere, followed by a large mass of loading tail flames.

The green orcs, who were huddled into a green wave, lifted their long, fanged heads and turned to the sky, and the noise rang out, and the dwarf spirits were taking advantage of the opportunity to escape, trying to get them to go to the mines, to be bullets, which was a little difficult.

"Boss, boss!"

A group of fart spirits bounced up to a huge orc, their shrill voices piercing and irritating.

"A meteor has fallen from the sky, should we go pick it up!"

"Fuck off, that's the Space Marine's airborne pod, not a meteor, I'm not ......"

"Boom ......"

Falling from the sky, directly smashing down the airborne bin in the orc crowd interrupted the orc leader's scolding, the huge impact air flow knocked away a large number of orcs, and then the rain of explosive arrows swept a field of orcs, flying limbs, screams of pain, and the red-painted giant that rushed out of the smoke screen easily tore apart the orc formation.

A think tank leader holding a psionic scepter tossed a lightning ball into the crowd of orcs, and the exploded lightning net turned the area into a carnival feast of electricity, and the high-energy current of the splitting horn turned countless orcs, and the rudimentary armor with extremely high conductivity became a thunderbolt, and the lightning particles shuttling back and forth scorched and cooked the green flesh.

This is the Blood Raven Warband, a "famous" warband with a large number of think tank psionics.

"Go up, go up, kill these green skins, knowledge is power!"

A helmetless Blood Raven Captain roared with his left arm held high, and the explosive pistol in his right hand roared and spewed out deadly projectiles.

The blood crows standing nearby quickly tore through the orc's formation, roaring chainsaw slashing one orc after another, and the explosive heavy machine guns that occupied the high ground swept across the barrage, and sturdy orcs fell under their fire, flesh and blood flying.

The orcs were in chaos, and the three companies of blood crows were parachuted directly into the center of their formation, and many of the Orks who were outside the group didn't even know what was going on.

Under the order of the Blood Raven Company Commander, the Blood Crows who had originally gathered together swept in all directions in small squads under the cover of heavy firepower, further expanding the confusion and casualties of the orcs.

At the beginning of this kind of airborne, after forming a fist as a company to crush the enemy's resistance, the squad-based combat units spread out, turning from fists to slaps, and from a sharp sword to multiple daggers to pursue, further hunting the enemy and spreading fear and confusion.

This kind of easy-to-use and affordable tactic will be used by most interstellar warbands when it is directly airborne to the center of the orcs.

Of course, the Blood Raven Wargroup is no exception, but there are many more think tank psionics among them than other interstellar warbands, so their psionic spell support and coverage to a certain extent replaces air orbital bombardment and naval bomber air support, and even the artillery group support of the Imperial Defense Force is not as good as this, after all, the think tanks can launch powerful psionic spells to cover bombing, and they can wield scepters and war hammers to fight closely, tear apart the enemy's defense line, and destroy the enemy's morale with violence and blood, in addition to the danger of the fall of the psykers, the Think Tank Psionics is simply the most perfect combination of a humanoid tank and a self-propelled gun. (Narrator: Covered by artillery fire, no, no, no, we blood crows don't play such vulgar things, arcane carpet psionic bombing!) ）

This is the best way for the Blood Raven to describe the orcs.

And at this moment, the second and third companies led by Gavin appeared, they were in a large arrow formation, with Gavin and other strong melee heroes and five dreadnoughts as arrows, responsible for breaking through the enemy's defenses, and the second company was the arrow blade, responsible for tearing the formation of the Orcs along the cracks broken by the arrows, further expanding the scars and aggravating the casualties and chaos of the orcs.

The third company followed behind the second company, forming the most suitable skirmish line for firepower, dense rain of explosive arrows covered the front from both sides of the arrow, suppressing the fire of the Orcs, allowing the arrows to weaken the enemy's formation before touching the enemy, the blazing fire swept both sides, the scorching heat prevented the orcs from intending to encircle, and the remaining burning site left a large amount of char, which was the work of the watchmen armed with flamethrowers and hot melt guns, and their task was to cover the flanks of the relatively vulnerable tactical squads, Support the rear of the melee squad.

The formation of the Watchmen is characterized by fire cover and assault.

At this time, the five dreadnoughts as arrowheads, they were walking in the midst of the orcs with heavy and fearless steps, and their waving iron fists set off a bloody storm, countless mutilated corpses flew wildly, and blood flowed like a river.

"For the Watchman, Fearless !!"

The thunderous sound of machinery came from the loudspeaker of the Dreadnought Mechman led by the leader, muffling all the noise on the battlefield, and the iron fist of the Rambo Mecha pinched the roaring orc, and smashed it down against the sparks of the front armor, and in the roaring muffled sound, like pinching and popping a tomato, the scarlet liquid of the explosion splashed in all directions, flowing all over the iron fist.

The barrel of the assault gun on his left hand was overheated and reddened, but it still showed no signs of stopping to cool down, and the roaring explosive ammunition box did not stop completely until it was empty, and the coolant injected into it stirred up a large cloud of water vapor.

As a result of the assault gun's almost overheating explosion, the two orc dreadnoughts and a group of orcs around them were beaten to pieces on the way to the charge.

When the assault watcher wargroup and the sweeping blood raven wargroup converged, this group of tens of thousands of orcs had already collapsed, and the panicked orcs fled on the spot, leaving behind a mountain of corpses and rivers of blood.

"Glory to the Emperor and the name of the Blood Raven."

The leader of the Blood Crow Company took off his communication headset to show his respect, and took the lead in greeting Jiawen, his face was full of seriousness, and the black raven on his shoulder armor with dark red blood droplets was shining, although the mark looked like a subgroup of the Holy Blood Angel, but the Blood Crow had nothing to do with the Holy Blood Angel.

"I am the commander of the first company of the Blood Raven Warband, Tobias, and I was ordered to lead the first, third, and fifth companies to support the Cape de Battlefield, with a total of six hundred Space Marines, twelve fearless elders, three Rand Raider tanks, and fifteen Rhino armored vehicles, which are now in space orbit and preparing to be airdropped." (Author: The blood crow characters at the end of 40K really can't be found, so it's a virtual one, don't be serious if you know.) ）

Gavin glanced at the four service spikes on Tobias's forehead, raised his hand in return, and said.

"May the Emperor take care of our souls, I am Gavin of the Warden Warband, welcome the fighting brothers of the Blood Raven to the world of Cape De, the support in the sky will be handed over to the Warbenders, fifteen Thunderhawk gunboats are enough to protect your sky, and the armored assault on land will be entrusted to the Blood Raven, you will soon find that the green skins here will be very "enthusiastic". ”

"No problem, the Blood Raven Warband will respond to their enthusiasm."

Company Commander Tobias nodded, looked at the sky and smashed into the airborne compartment of another orc group, and asked in a deep voice.

"Captain Jiawen, our blood crows have just arrived, and we don't know which of the battle brothers and mortal troops who will join the battle this time, I hope you can tell us."

Jiawen nodded and said in a deep voice.

"In addition to the Warden Warband, a large number of galactic defense forces supported by Governor Mia of the Orn system are being airborne, and they will take on the basic trench defense and occupy the ground to advance the defense.

And the Emperor's Scythe War Regiment has been parachuted into the nearby battlefield, but because they have just been heavily damaged, all the heavy equipment has been lost, and the remaining combat monks and scouts are only two hundred and fifty monks, so they can only carry out guerrilla warfare, attacking the rear and key supply points of the Orc orcs, and are unable to undertake the task of frontal combat, I hope that the battle brothers of the blood crow can forgive. ”

"We understand the difficulties of the Emperor's Scythe Brothers, and we admire them for still contributing to the Empire."

Company Commander Tobias nodded, a tone of understanding and sympathy.

Indeed, it is rare to see such a miserable warband as the Emperor's Scythe, and even more rare than an interstellar warband that is already so miserable and still fighting everywhere, even if the Warband of Warmen had two Despised Dreadnoughts at the beginning, and they didn't even have an armored vehicle left.

For such a miserable sake, Company Commander Tobias had nothing to say.

Gavin paused for Company Commander Tobias to digest the previous news before he continued.

"Just now you saw that the airborne compartment for the airborne landing belongs to the Ultramarines, as for how many combat monks we don't know, and the other side ......"

Jiawen pointed to the huge group of airborne warehouses that had already seen traces in the sky on the left, and explained.

"That's the Black Templar's airborne warehouse, I heard that this time they have two combat companies operating in the Far East Star Field, after receiving the request for help, there will probably be a marshal of the Black Templar who will arrive, as for the detailed staffing and weapons and equipment, they still need to introduce themselves, but ......"

Gavin shrugged and said.

"For a reason that is not known to be a secret, the sons of Dorne probably won't be fighting alongside us."

Company Commander Tobias was stunned, then suddenly remembered something and smiled.

"Also, the proud sons of Dorne may join the battle on their own, but they will never join forces with us."

Because the Black Templars hate psyker traditions, the Sons of Dorne are the best psionic killers of all, refusing to fight alongside other Starwarbs think tanks and killing every wizard who is not part of the Imperial Order or has signs of depravity.

And it is this tradition that makes it absolutely impossible for the Blood Raven Warband and the Black Sanctuary to fight side by side with a very high proportion of Think Tank Psionics (Narrator: I doubt they will cut down the Blood Raven's Think Tank on the battlefield first). Even the sons of Dorne considered the Blood Raven Warband to be an extremely unstable source of danger, and every time they met, they did not draw their swords and faced each other, which was already considered to be in the service of the emperor.

After introducing the Black Sanctuary, Garvin continued.

"In addition, there is also the Space Wolf Wargroup on the way to arrive, and it is expected that there will be half an hour before the airdrop, and the fleet of the Mechanic God Cult is indispensable, after all, this battle can be said to be for the miracle of the Mechanic God Cult, I believe that in order to protect the miracle of the Ten Thousand Machines God, they will be willing to come at all costs and enter the battle."

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of lightning and thunder around the two converging interstellar warbands, and at the same time that the high-intensity electric current scorched a large area of orc corpses, the expanded white circle of light instantly swallowed up that large area of land, and the strong subspace reaction made all the interstellar soldiers sound the strongest vigilance in their hearts, and several blood ravens raised their psionic scepters, gathering undisturbing dangerous psionic energy, ready to smash a large-scale destructive psionic energy spell at any time.

The Watchmen and the Blood Ravens prepared for battle in a few breaths, each spreading out to prevent enemy fire suppression, the bullets loaded and ready to fire, the chainsaw sword and power axe buzzing, and the murderous eyes lit up.

Jiawen even pulled out his sword, and then dialed the Ryze Think Tank Curator Communicator on the track, preparing to teleport the first company and reserve team that had just returned to the Storm to rest as soon as the situation was wrong.

But this is destined to be a false alarm.

When the diffused white circle of light vanished, an army of machines in red robes appeared on the land.

The Robina emblems on the soldiers, the mechanical bodies and dense conduits under their robes, and the various heavy vehicles that accompany them that are uncommon but unique to the Mechanicus all indicate the identity of this army of tens of thousands of people belonging to hundreds of chronicles—the exclusive army of the Mechanica: the Mechanic Protectors.

These mechanical cathars ignored the two interstellar warbands in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain on the side, and they silently adjusted the direction of their march, and a large number of mechanical dragoons scattered.

These dragoons, armed with Steelwalker bipedal walking engines, Tasers, and phosphor guns at their waists, are the vanguard of the cathars, and no enemy can escape their modified mechanical prosthetic eyes, and the dragoons who excel at charging and pursuing will be a haunting nightmare for their enemies.

A large number of mechanical hunters armed with radiation rifles scattered, ignoring the gathered space marines, and went straight to the pace of the dragoon group, ready to snipe the scattered orcs with the dangerous black technology weapons in their hands.

Until the silent mechanical cathar army walked towards the golden ruins, the two interstellar warbands and the mechanical cathars had no intention of greeting each other, the former didn't know how to talk to these iron bumps, and the latter only had the miracle of the god of all machines in their eyes, they ignored the friendly forces next to them, and rushed straight to the golden ruins that had begun to be recovered, preparing to place the miracle of the god of all machines under the control of the cult of the mechanical gods.

"Company Commander Tobias, should we first clear out the remaining Orcs nearby, and then join up with the rest of the warbands."

Gavin was the first to propose.

"There's no point in going on like this."

"Agreed."

Company Commander Tobias nodded.

And at this moment, the communicator on Jiawen's shoulder rang, Jiawen picked it up, and after listening, the expression on his face became wonderful.

"Company Commander Tobias, let's finish cleaning up as soon as possible, and join up with the other fighting brothers, the situation has changed, and we need to start a joint meeting to deal with the new crisis."