Warhammer 2-56 Steelfall (3)

"Forward, brothers, find its weak point and destroy him, in the name of the Emperor and Dorne!" Vental ordered, now that the threat was known, there was no time to hesitate. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The Defender artillery and the Whirlwind missile vehicle unleashed a deadly barrage bombardment, the Predator tank continued to release high-energy laser beams, the Space Marines riding on the hovercraft and the Rand assault boat pulled the trigger, the missiles dragged one trail after another and roared out, the sacred explosive bombs roared, and on the hill, the various heavy firepower teams also poured the emperor's wrath down the mountain, automatic cannons, heavy explosive shells, laser guns, and plasma cannons continued to roar and roar.

In the other direction, the Holy Silver Angels were silent, just throwing deadly fire at the enemy in front of them, silver-white pulse cannons, dense blue isothane bullet curtains hit the constantly wriggling Chaos Titan, countless electromagnetic rifles and multi-barreled electromagnetic machine guns intertwined a dense wall of bullets, the Conqueror Tank also opened the second channel of the main cannon, the hot plasma condensed into a scorching ball of energy, exploded on the outer layer of the Titan, hundreds of intelligent rockets were thrown on the huge monster without cherishing, and the violent explosions were endless, Only the Thunder Eagle's fusion pulse cannon was still in the overload period and failed to fire.

It seems that no enemy can survive this firepower.

However, after the bombardment, the twisted Titan still stands, as if the previous attack was nothing more than a drizzle.

A deafening voice rang out.

"Pseudo-emperors, and blasphemers! You have disgraced my Dalian! But this is not the end, feel the wrath of Chaos, cowards, and face your death and destruction! Dressed in iron armor, his heart is as strong as iron! ”

The Titan stopped squirming and stood, its already gigantic form even greater, countless wrecks and broken steel connected to it, crimson veins and jet-black muscles connecting the twisted beast, and its crimson eyes flashed a bright light.

Then, a storm of chaos, mixed with unbridled flames and filthy beams, struck from the evil body.

The sky and the earth were torn apart, a dozen Blade Knights were torn to pieces before they could react, even the top of the mountain was blasted open, two Predator tanks were caught off guard and torn apart from the middle, and another pillar of light rushed towards the position of the Holy Silver Angel, and the aftermath alone knocked the top turret of one of the Conqueror tanks to the ground.

"Holy Silver Angel, all troops have begun to retreat, activate the suspension system, and stay away from the main battlefield! Thunder Eagle, get ready to warm up, I'll give you the time to give it the final blow, its shield can't be infinite! The company commander of the Holy Silver Angel gave the order.

"I will let our artillery cooperate with the attack, and I will personally attract his attention with you." Wintale rushed to Tyrell's side on a hoverbike, and the situation was so urgent that he forgot his customary traitor name.

"Alright, let's move quickly and get your motorized troops and infantry out quickly, they can't threaten this Titan." Tyrell spoke, and Vental immediately gave the order.

The two commanders quickly completed the evacuation of the personnel, and then levitated in the air, ready for the final assault.

"The Thunderhawk is ready, and I'll give the order to fire after the next wave of attacks."

"No, you won't be able to penetrate its protection!" The voice of the director of the Pripetius think tank suddenly echoed in the ears of Vental and Tyrell.

"Damn, who are you?"

"The Emperor is above, what do you think, think tank brother."

After a completely different answer, Tyrell glanced at Vental and shrugged his shoulders, "You'd better get this warrior of yours to give some meaningful advice, the Titans down there are already crazy, and it's too late for us to take action." ”

"Soon, the company commander of the Holy Silver Angel, wait a moment."

Tyrrell nodded, and flew to the side.

"Brother priest, the Chaos Titan's Void Shield has been eroded by the power of subspace, and ordinary forces cannot threaten him, so it is impossible to attack him." The voice of the director of the think tank rang out.

"What then, think tank brother." Winthal asked anxiously, "We don't have the means anymore." ”

"No, it's not." The voice of the director of the think tank carried a touch of sadness: "It's time to be loyal to the emperor." ”

The spirit of the think tank curator stared at the roaring Chaos Titan in front of him across a long distance, yes, it was powerful and unmatched, but just now one of his accomplices had fallen, and the rest of the Iron Warriors had died here.

Then, the only enemy is him, this steel monster twisted by countless sacrifices.

Am I doing the right thing? Pripetius couldn't help but ask himself.

Then he thought of his mentor's precepts, of the countless books he had read, of the sacrifices he had witnessed, from the new recruits to the masters he respected the most.

Yes, they are all fighting for this cause.

The director of the think tank strengthened his faith, and then released this unprecedented terrifying spiritual energy.

His strong will crossed the distant sea of stars, and even the Enslavers and Tyrann could not suppress the faith of this death-seeking warrior.

Yes, he was begging for death. A glittering figure appeared above the canyon, a projection of the soul of the flaming director of the think tank.

He crossed the line and became substance, and then, the glittering figure rushed towards the Titan.

A violent supernatural storm swept in, enveloping both.

"Damn madman, what did you do!" The war blacksmith within the Titan shouted, mixed with fear.

"Destroy you with what you have borrowed your strength, traitor!" The director of the think tank turned a deaf ear and burned his soul and body together, attracting a terrifying subspace storm that did not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy.

"No, no, I'm the war blacksmith Shuvabalzeb, and I'm not going to die here!" The Titan struggled, but the searing psionic chains imprisoned him to the ground.

"In the name of the emperor, it is to do it. The duty is only death! The director of the think tank shouted the Emperor's holy word, and eventually invited the winds of destruction.

The power of the subspace, which originally forged the Titan's twisted form, now vented his anger with its most primitive and terrifying appearance, and the unspeakable storm of lightning ripped open the Titan's shield, and then his body, just like his original power, the power that destroyed everything finally showed no mercy to its creation.

The storm surged for nearly ten minutes.

When everything subsided, the valley was empty, except for a large hole where the Chaos Titans had stood.

Only in the distance, there are still some blown away limbs and broken steel to witness the great battle just now.

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Only a few people know that their establishment has been inextricably linked from the beginning to the chaos traitor "Iron Warriors------------

Origin: Who is the genetic protogen of Blade Wings? This issue is probably unknown to no one other than Blade Wings itself, but within the warband, there is an unmistakable record of the issue: Dorne, the former Imperial Fist Captain.

Bong - Dorn almost completely collapsed after the steel cage. It took him and the Imperial Fists Legion nineteen years before they had the confidence to return to the battlefield. More than 400 Space Marines remained on the Eternal Fortress forever, and after the implementation of the Astarte Codex, through the split of the legion, Hector carefully contacted and selected a group of the most savvy and hated Iron Warriors from the Imperial Fists legion, and quietly formed a new warband--------- Blade Wings

Development: When the Blade Wings were first established, they were outnumbered by the Astarte Codex, largely due to Hectus' one-in-a-hundred approach--------- he wanted only the most savvy of the Warriors of Iron who hated the Iron Warriors above all else. Over the next millennium, the number of Blade Wings gradually increased, and most of their recruits were recruited from the world that had been infested by Chaos and had little attention from the Empire, and of course, these recruits had to undergo further "ideological education" to deepen their hatred of the Chaos Legions, especially the Iron Warriors. At the same time, these recruits must also be brilliant men, and Hector knew that the only way to defeat the well-organized and scheming Iron Warriors was to be more sophisticated, weirder, more nimble, and more cunning than them. Throughout the history of the warbands, this kind of "intellectual warfare" has been carried out almost to the point of paranoia: they are very low-key, rarely participate in battles that are on the table, and always appear in the worlds that the empire ignores when the empire is napping, fighting enemies that the empire does not notice or care about, and unwittingly defending the emperor's corner territories. As a result, their popularity within the empire is almost nil, and in the eyes of the few who know that this warband exists, it is nothing more than a low-key third-rate warband. The Inquisition had taken notice of this "inconspicuous" warband and investigated it, but the Blade Wings' "prosaic information, roots and achievements" quickly caused the Inquisition to lose interest and focus on things like the Blood Angels and some new warbands. It can be seen that the blade wings hide the excellent figure. Because of this, Blade Wings often serve as saviors and protectors of worlds that have been forgotten or ignored by the Empire, giving the smug conspirators who operate in the shadows an unexpected head-on. To fight the Iron Warriors, it is best to attack from the bottom of the sea.

Organization and Combat Regulations: The Blade Wings are organized in little respect for the Astarte Codex, and their combat unit sequence is a jellyfish-type structure with great flexibility to disassemble and reassemble, allowing for rapid changes in the composition of troops depending on the battle situation, but still retains the company as a unit, in addition to smaller tactical units such as half companies, echelons, and squads. They are particularly adept at flexible skirmishes such as sparrow warfare and guerrilla warfare, with the main objective of killing or injuring the enemy's living forces. They are usually equipped with a large number of personnel carriers, assault motorcycles and pontoon yachts such as vehicles to increase the mobility of troops. The usual method of warfare is to suddenly appear in a weak part of the enemy's line with absolute superiority in forces at a high speed, stab him fiercely, and then quickly leave before the rest of the enemy's troops can be mobilized, and so on until the enemy army is exhausted and collapses. As a result, Blade Wings can often thwart the enemy when the disparity in strength between the two sides is disproportionate. It can be said that their fighting style is specifically aimed at high-IQ opponents, rather than the hard work of orcs. With an almost pathological focus on the Iron Warrior, Blade Wings is far more important to strategy and success than glory or anything, and will try to avoid head-to-head confrontation and instead use all kinds of tricks to plot against their opponents. While they've fought alongside some of the more famous warbands (such as the Ultramarines), it's safe to assume that Blade Wings scoff at so-called honor and glory. Whether it's bloodthirsty like some warbands, or charging for honor, it seems to them that something is purely in their heads. Their core idea is that the purpose of fighting is to win, not to be good. Only the results of the battle have the right to speak. For example, if a warrior with razor-winged blades were in a desperate situation, the only thing he would think about was how to bring as many undertakers as possible before he died. A general who once fought alongside Blade Wings commented, "If a Space Wolf is a great axe and an Ultramariner is a steel sword, then Blade Wings are sharp and fragile blades." The Great Axe splits your opponent in half with unrivaled force, the Steel Sword pierces your opponent with swift and precise movements, and the blades fly around your enemies like a swarm of swarms, cutting countless wounds at their bodies with unsuspecting speed and frequency until they bleed to death. “

The most typical example of this is the duel between the Fifth Company of Blade Wings and the Night Lord on the Agricultural World of Artola 4. The commander of the Fifth Company at the time, Liberd Shathorn, led his company to rescue Altora 4, which had been invaded by the Night Lord. In the contest between the Night Lord, an equally treacherous opponent, the battle became a battle of intellect between the two. The two sides played hide-and-seek on the Altora 4 for a whole month, setting many traps for each other. In the end, it was the soldiers of the Fifth Company who fooled the Night Lord with their own sacrifices, so Blade Wings finally launched the first and only attack of the campaign. The role of the foundation laid in the previous month began to show: a duel of intelligences, in which the losers were defeated. The Night Lord who finally escaped from Artola 4 was almost half as good as it had been-------- if it hadn't been a Night Lord, it would have been wiped out and not a single one of them would have escaped.

Faith: While the Inquisition never asks questions, the Bladewings' loyalty to the Emperor is intriguing: their core belief is to destroy the Iron Warriors, no matter how many millennia they have to work for, no matter what the cost. The name of their founder, Hectus Efalenei, is a beacon in the minds of the Warband, representing the Warband's unquenchable flame of vengeance against the Iron Warriors. Hectus Efaleni himself died in a contest with the Iron Warriors: he was "captured alive" by the Iron Warriors, who immediately brought this high-level trophy with the flagships of many high-level war blacksmiths, but Hectus suddenly laughed when facing those high-level war blacksmiths, and then his body exploded violently, turning himself into cosmic dust along with those high-level war blacksmiths. It can be said that in order to destroy the Iron Warriors, they will do anything-------------------- even destroy themselves or damage the Empire. In fact, everyone knew that from the day the Blade Wings were born, their ultimate fate was sealed. Before this ending comes, all their efforts are to make themselves the bomb that crushes the Iron Warriors.

Genetic Seed: The genetic seed of Blade Wings is derived from Dorne, a gargar. They are also one of the few warbands that still have 19 remodeling surgeries intact, thanks to their careful and precise customs. But Blade Wings had an additional modification of their own invention, so they actually had twenty genetic seeds. This extra operation is top secret, and the extra one of the genetic seeds sent to the Mechanicus is to be removed separately. No one but themselves knew about this operation, let alone what the twentieth reconstructive surgery was--------

Home planet: Sia, a wild world, planet 2 of a small, remote and inconspicuous galaxy that is not found on a slightly rough star map. With no mineral deposits and no human resources, and no geographical location, it became one of the so-called "black zones" of the empire. Aside from being nominally ruled by the Empire, the planet has little to no connection to the Empire. Xiya was attacked by the Chaos Legion, and of course she couldn't get the support of the Empire, but it was the Wings of the Blade that saved the star. Due to the star's seclusion and excellent natural conditions, as well as the reverence of the locals for the Blade Wings as a savior, Hector set up his base camp in Xiya. As a savage world, Xiya can only provide very little resource output, so the supplies and soldiers needed to be obtained from many other worlds controlled by Blade Wings.

Warband Symbol: The Blade Wings are emblem of a pair of blood-dripping steel wings, but these wings are more like a sharp scimitar than wings, and the left wing is a broken stump, which, according to the Warband, will only grow on the day the Iron Warrior is destroyed.

Liveries: Another great feature of Blade Wings is that there is no fixed warband livery, which is unbelievable to some other warbands. In addition to the number emblem, Blade Wings will determine the color of the armor on the battlefield, usually in camouflage similar to that of other Warband Scouts. But the livery can sometimes be an element of their tactical playfulness. In a counterinsurgency battle, the soldiers of the 25th Half Company at that time faced tens of thousands of rebels, but the soldiers of the Half Company wittily painted their armor in four colors and launched a fierce attack on the rebels. Thinking that they were facing the attack of 4 warbands, the rebels collapsed within hours. Later, tens of thousands of people were executed for participating in the rebellion. However, they have at least one unique feature: on the back of the armor of leaders such as commanders and think tank curators, there is a bladed wing attached to a power backpack, which can be used as a melee weapon.

Warcry: Blade Wings do not have a generic warcry, and they usually choose the content of their warcry on the battlefield on a case-by-case basis, and sometimes even imitate the warcry of other warbands for deceptive purposes. There is only one exception:

When confronted by the Iron Warriors, everyone will shout with the greatest fury: "Never forget!" Never forgive! ”