"Makan's voice has faded from my ears, Your Excellency the Commander. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The director of the think tank placed his psionic scepter on his chest.

"I can't confirm what happened, but he's still alive, but his power seems to have deteriorated, and he can no longer interfere with the catalyst and the messenger."

"Well, that's a good thing." The Blade Wings Captain said, but then, he noticed the hesitation on the Think Tank Curator's face.

"Is there anything else, my brother?"

"Yes, Your Excellency, Commander." The director of the think tank took a deep breath: "The Taryn fleet is here, and the number is huge, and it is on the Tantalus Five. ”

"What!" The Warlord stood up, a look of shock in his eyes.

"How is that possible! They are not mentioned in the prophecy! ”

"But they did come." The director of the think tank had a bitter face.

"Now I can't do it even if I want to use my psionic energy with all my might, the shadow of the hive oppresses me, and my strength is weakened."

"And." Techno-sergeant Brother Shuri said, "The appearance of the hive has interfered with the subspace, and we may not be able to reach our destination in time to support our brother. ”

The Warlord pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head: "No, this is not a completely bad thing, the appearance of Tyron is also a threat to the Enslavers and the Iron Warrior traitors, and this means that those traitors are also unable to leave, which is a huge blow to those traitors who like to plan everything." We can take advantage of this, and I'm sure the Fourth Company Commander and the Priest Brothers will take advantage of this as well. ”

Then, the warband leader waved his hand: "Keep going, brothers, if we have time, we can give the Iron Warriors a more serious destruction than we expected." Never forgive! He ended with a war cry.

"Never forget!" All the monks present responded in a loud voice.

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Sergeant Urut, the heavy fireman of the Second Company of the Silver Angels, picked up his electromagnetic machine gun and pulled the trigger on the few genestealers who tried to rush up. The rain of bullets tore through the tintinous carapaces of the Tyranns, then their torsos and heads, and in the blink of an eye, they shattered the genestealers to pieces.

"Sincerity is the blade!" Sergeant Urut shouted, then turned his gun to the right, where a samurai worm was commanding the other inferior swarms under his command.

"Faith is steel!" The battle cry resounded across the battlefield with the roar of electromagnetic machine guns, shattering the swarm attack and turning the last of the samurai bugs into a hornet's nest.

After the loss of the Node Zerg, those low-level Knife Worms and Ripper Worms began to panic, and even hindered the attack route of the Gene Stealers, and this gave the Holy Silver Angels a perfect opportunity.

"Everyone, fire freely!" Sergeant Urut shouted, and with the roar of electromagnetic guns, plasma guns, and pulse cannons, the small Tyranid army, which had lost its leader, was quickly wiped out, leaving only stumps all over the ground.

"Burn these poisonous wreckage with a flamethrower, and then we'll go to the next place." Sergeant Urut gave the order unhurriedly: "The rest of the people, check the equipment and fix it in place for five minutes." ”

Urut then expertly turned off the gravity stabilization device underneath the EMP, and then networked his individual computer with the EMP.

"What is the condition of the weapons?"

"In good condition, the fourth barrel is locally overheated, and cooling is expected to be completed in three minutes."

Urut nodded, then disconnected the individual computer from the weapon, and connected the electromagnetic machine gun to the gravity hanger behind him.

"Sergeant Urut, please answer if you receive it." Suddenly, a voice reached Urut's head.

"Company Commander Tyrell! Hats off. What are the instructions? ”

"What's the state of the encounter with Tartan? Are there any casualties? Tyrrell asked in a calm tone.

"Fortunately, the number of enemy troops encountered at present is still very limited, only two were slightly wounded, and after treatment, it no longer hinders combat effectiveness."

"That's good, the main force of the Hive Fleet has not yet arrived, and the vanguard is fighting the Iron Warriors in outer space, and there will not be too many for a while. However, in order to improve our attention, we are limited in the support we can provide now, and everything is based on self-preservation as the highest criterion, and we can call for support at any time if necessary. ”

"Understood, company commander." After Sergeant Urut finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment: "Company commander, I have an observation to reflect. ”

"Say, sir, I'll listen."

"Actually, company commander, we encountered a group of Imperial Space Marines on the surface. What are we going to do? ”

There was silence.

"You know, Sergeant, our history, we've been betrayed so many times by the Empire, I don't think they're going to talk to us about the old friendships of our comrades now."

"Yes, but we now have a more pressing enemy, whether it's against bugs or chaos, we have room for cooperation."

There was a long silence again, and then a sigh was heard.

"Then go ahead." Company Commander Tyrell said, "Send no scouts to communicate with them, and be sure to be safe. ”

"Yes, company commander, please forgive me for trespassing."

"No, it doesn't have to be." Tyrrell interrupted Urut: "For us, it's time for the future. Don't be bound by the past anymore and let it go, but be careful. Sincerity is the edge. ”

"Faith is steel!"

With the operation of the technical sergeant, soon, a silver-gray tactical drone with a streamlined appearance flew away from the reconnaissance formation of the Holy Silver Angel and rose into the sky.

The small drone quickly traveled through the air, cleverly avoiding the chaotic rifts in the air and the Tylenid sporangia that fell to the ground from time to time, and flew quickly into the distance.

The scanner arranged inside the drone was connected to the planetary information center, and it quickly searched for the target he was looking for.

It was a group of knights galloping across the wilderness, dressed in black armor, and beneath them were hovercraft painted the same color.

They are the Blade Knights of the Imperial Blade Wings Warband.

The drone made a spin over the knights and dropped a chip.

In the air, the chip quickly unfolded and turned into a small silver ball that landed on the ground, just in front of the knights.

"Everyone, stop, cover formation!" With the leader's shout, the knights quickly unfurled, away from the orb, and came to all corners of the plain, deploying their weapon systems in a cross-formation.

"What is this, Reverend?" A tall knight, who was now stopping at the head of the white-robed priest asked.

The priest didn't speak, but quickly looked up and around, and then he spotted the drone still hovering over them.

The priest raised his explosive pistol and fired a shuttle of bullets at the drone, which swirled around to dodge the bullet before rising straight up and leaving the place.

"Okay, I know who they are."

"Is it the Spirit Clan?"

"Nope." The priest shook his head, "It's the Dark Remnants. ”

"So what about this, it's a bomb?" The knight on the right asked.

"Probably not, I think, we'll have an answer soon."

Sure enough, as soon as the priest finished speaking, the silver ball spun rapidly, and then the upper layer of the ball opened like a top cover, and projected a figure comparable in size and height to the knights of the Blade Wings.

"Imperial Space Marines, I'm the Federation Space Marines Holy Silver Angel Warband, lay down your weapons, we have something to say."

"Like surrender, traitor?" The priest's cold tone rang out, and then he fired a shot at the projection.

"Then you'd better wait for death, traitor."

The bomb passed through the holographic projection, causing only a ripple, and the starmarines in the projection remained unmoved.

"The jury will be made as to whether we are traitors or not, and I have this message."

The projection then pointed to the sky, a sky with terrifying chasms of chaos and looming Tyranid insects.

"I'm here because we have a common enemy."