Fu Qinghai spread out his metal short wings and flew in the air.

Underneath him, five Riemann Ruth tanks in a linear formation, laid out horizontally on the slag wasteland, followed by five Chimera armored personnel carriers, their tracks running over the slag, the armored troops rumbling forward, and the back of the vehicles dragged up a long line of smoke and dust.

The armored vehicles and fighter gunboats of the Human Empire are basically divided into two lines: the Space Marines system and the Imperial Guard system, the main reason is that the former is larger and requires more internal space, while the nerve reactions and extreme overloads of the Space Marines also allow them to fly faster special fighters, such as the Sword Tail Interceptor and the Storm Claw Gunboat (mortals may be able to drive it with anti-load suits).

Families of vehicles such as the Rand Raider and the Rhino Personnel Carrier have a large lineage and many styles, and there are corresponding models for the Space Marines and the Imperial Guard. But the Riemann Ruth tank is a very typical one, an armored vehicle dedicated to the Imperial Guard, Fu Qinghai, as a Space Marine, can't enter the wheelhouse of Riemann Ruth unless he uses a Pym Ray pistol to shrink his size.

But the Riemann Ruth tank is a very, very good tank, and Fu Qinghai's favorite design is not its main gun or armor or anything, but the engine of the Riemann Ruth tank.

To exaggerate, throw anything you can find that can be lit, alcohol, cooking oil, phenol, coal, into the engine of the Riemann Ruth tank and it will burn (not for psionics).

The universal engine is too awesome, far more powerful than a powerful main gun or advanced armor for the meaning of all-out warfare.

The STC template for this type of tank was found in the Fenris system, the home of the Space Wolf, so the Wolf King named this tank after the Wolf King Riemann Ruth, which is also like the Wolf King himself, rough, tough, and unyielding.

It is powerful, not easy to break, easy to repair and maintain, and can be called the T-34 in Warhammer 40K.

Fu Qinghai dived and flew next to the tank in the middle, almost flying close to the ground, Fu Qinghai turned his head and pointed at Cyril, who was leaning out half of his body from the roof hatch, and said:

"It's too slow, it's too slow! Increase your speed! ”

"Your Excellency!" The advance of the armored forces was too loud, and Cyril also had to raise the volume:

"The Chimera armored personnel carriers are all used to load soldiers, they are not carrying additional fuel, and if they move forward at full power, the tank's own fuel will not be enough to return to the station."

Fu Qinghai shook his head and only left one sentence:

"Tank crews need to learn to get supplies from the enemy."

After speaking, he flew back into the air to observe the situation in the distance.

Cyril, wearing a large felt hat, gritted his teeth, retracted into the cab, and ordered all the crews in the communication channel:

"Power up and go full speed ahead!"

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The 2nd Regiment of Schwerin, the headquarters of the "Pacers", is located on the periphery of Satellite City 1, which is undulating, ravine-crisscrossed, and hilly, and is more suitable for bipedal single-person vehicles such as Sentinels than tracked vehicles such as the Riemann Ruth tank.

Cyril's panzer troops advanced along the wide, flat main road, and soon alarmed the 2nd Schwerin Regiment in the garrison.

As black smoke erupted from the vertical exhaust pipes, one sentry after another, sentry mechs, with big feet, emerged from the hills on both sides of the main road.

Fu Qinghai was far behind, directing Cyril through the communication channel:

"Go up and negotiate with them."

"Yes, sir."

The Sentinel Mecha is like a piece of armor box attached to two thick recurve mechanical feet, and the sides of the convertible armored box are not mechanical arms, but hard-connected long-range weapons, which appear to have large feet and small bodies, and the proportions are not very harmonious.

After the sentry mechs on both sides of the hill surrounded the armored troops in the middle of the road, in the middle of the main road, a sentry mecha with a special earthy red paint walked slowly.

Fu Qinghai, who was hiding in the ravine, looked at it intently, and the body of the sentry mecha was imprinted with an intricate symbol - the mechanical claw that tightly held the flesh arm, wrapped between the annular tines.

The coat of arms of the Bentham family.

Fu Qinghai frowned slightly.

How did you get your family crest painted on the vehicles of the Imperial Army?

This behavior ...... It's not that it's not allowed at all, the key is that you are a planetary garrison, and it's not an elite unit of the Honor Corps, why do you print your family's family emblem on the equipment issued by the Imperial Army?

The pilot of this sentry mecha is a vicious middle-aged man wearing a simple vest on his upper body and military pants and military boots on his lower body, his rough skin is crawling with earthworm-like twisted blood vessels, the ugly sutures left by surgery are faintly exposed under the vest, and the eye socket is inlaid with a cylindrical mechanical prosthetic eye, like a red light bulb.

Looking at the shape, it's a ruthless stubble that is not easy to mess with.

He crossed Erlang's legs, put his thick military boots on the edge of the sentry mecha, took a Laho leaf cigarette in his mouth, took a deep breath, took the cigarette, and said leisurely in the smoke:

"Yo yo yo, let's see, who's here?"

"The titular commander of the Schwerin Corps, the commander of the chariot regiment, Cyril Shrunken Turtle Somerfeld."

"What gust of wind has brought you, my old sir?"

Cyril poked out the roof hatch steadily, not paying any attention to the words of the vicious man, and said lightly:

"Humphrey, I'm here to talk to you."

Humphrey, the vicious man, spat out a mouthful of spit, looked at Cyril condescendingly, and asked viciously:

"The first regiment is the private territory of Sommerfeld, and the second regiment is the private territory of our Bentham family, this has been divided a long time ago, Cyril, what do you want to do today with all the tanks and the army running to my territory in a vigorous manner?"

Cyril laughed:

"Humphrey, we are both soldiers who serve the Empire, how can you say that your territory is my territory?"

Cyril knew that Fu Qinghai was eavesdropping, and his words were high-sounding.

Humphrey said dismissively:

"Don't come to these vain heads, if you have something to say, if you have a fart, let it go!"

Cyril Road:

"You've heard about the Star Whisperers, right?"

Humphrey raised his chin:

"I heard."

Cyril asked:

"What does the Bentham family mean?"

Humphrey raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically:

"What do you Somerfeld mean?"

Cyril said with dignity:

"The Sommerfeld family will remain loyal to His Majesty the Emperor forever, and we will fight the traitor Horus to the end!"

"Huh?"

Humphrey threw away the cigarette in his hand and said in surprise:

"You don't think that old guy from the legend will come back and re-crown your family as the Governor of the Planets, do you? What do you daydream about? ”

Humphrey kicked his foot on the bulkhead of the mech, sat up straight, and said loudly:

"The Emperor is dead! The former war commander, Horus Lupecar, is the master of the Chaos Empire, the new master of the galaxy - the star whisperer of the Great Library, said it clearly and clearly, even if the Zedu family has any careful thoughts, they don't dare to fight with us in such a big matter, and the result is not far from ten, even if the emperor is not dead, I estimate that he is a seriously injured and crippled emperor who escaped, haha. ”

Fu Qinghai, who was hiding in the distance and eavesdropping, was immediately happy when he heard the words.

Hey, this guy, he really got half of his guess right.

It is true that the Emperor was seriously injured and crippled and sat on the Golden Throne, but it was the traitors, not the Emperor, who fled in a hurry.

Cyril asked in a deep voice:

"Then according to your meaning, the Bentham family wants to welcome the new emperor to the throne and open the door to welcome the arrival of the battle commander's fleet?"

"Nope."

Humphrey shook his finger and shook his head:

"Don't talk so much, whoever drives the fleet into the space orbit of the nest of Schwerin, we will welcome whoever comes."

"Good, good ......"

Cyril was outwardly furious, but in his heart he was very satisfied with Humphrey's answer.

Cyril, this guy, knew that there was a Space Marine on his side, but he deliberately didn't say it, and he came up and pretended to put Humphrey's words on the line, just to let the people of the Bentham family say these blasphemous words in front of Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai knew his careful thoughts, but he didn't break it.

It just so happened that Fu Qinghai also needed a chicken to kill the people of the Somerfeld family.

It saves them from having some strange thoughts when they find out that they don't have the Imperial fleet behind them.

Fu Qinghai emerged from his hiding place and quietly came to the back of several armored vehicles.

The sentinel mechs surrounding the hills on both sides saw Fu Qinghai's appearance and were about to exclaim in surprise.

"Bang-"

Fu Qinghai bent his knees, and the jetpack behind him exploded a huge annular wave of air and radial tail flames on the ground, and the whole person instantly rose into the air.

Fu Qing raised his hands above his head, leaped over a group of tanks and armored vehicles, and slashed at the sentry mecha in the middle of the road.

Eat me a jump split!

Humphrey faced the shadow that suddenly appeared in the sky, covering his entire cabin, and opened his mouth in a daze.

"Khooth!"

A cloud of flesh erupted from the open-top cabin, looking like a ruthless Humphrey Bentham, who was killed in the cabin on the spot, bones and blood all over the bulkhead.

Before it was over, Fu Qinghai took advantage of the momentum of jumping and falling, grasped the hilt of the chainsaw sword, and pressed down hard.

"Buzz...... Bang, smack! ”

The entire sentry mecha's cabin made a tooth-aching metal twisting sound, and the sparks were split in half by the chainsaw sword in all directions!

Fu Qinghai landed abruptly and stood firmly, while the sentinel mecha in front of him parted to both sides and fell down.

Fu Qinghai raised the chainsaw sword with one hand, slowly looked around, and said in a deep voice in the loudspeaker:

"Surrender, or die."

The scene was silent.

"Bang!"

A heavy explosive bomb fired from nowhere hit Fu Qinghai's raised arm.

The impact of the heavy explosive bomb caused Fu Qinghai's body to lean back, and the ceramic steel armor on his arm armor was blown to pieces, revealing a complex structure composed of living metal inside.

Fu Qinghai lowered his arm, revealing his scarlet goggles, and looked in the direction where the heavy explosive projectile came from.

"Fire."

Fu Qinghai ordered coldly in the communication channel.

"Fire!"

Cyril shouted, then retracted into the tank and locked the hatch.

“Boom！ Boom！ Boom！ ”

The main gun of the Riemann Ruth tank, the thick and long combat cannon, the muzzle of the black hole suddenly erupted with scorching fire, and the secondary weapon in front of the hull, the slightly smaller laser cannon, also shot out a red-hot laser column.

The Riemann Ruth tank in the hands of the 1st Regiment of Schwerin is a standard Ryza type, with no secondary turrets installed on both sides of the hull, but only the main gun and secondary guns, which is enough for the sentry mechs to drink a pot.

Fu Qinghai tossed and moved in the dense barrage formed by the heavy explosive bombs and logging guns mounted on both sides of the sentry mecha, rushed towards a sentry mecha, swept out the horizontal sword, and the two hydraulic recurve mechanical feet were cut off in unison, the fuselage fell to the ground with a crooked bang, and the exhaust pipe was still spewing black smoke.

Fu Qinghai pulled the chainsaw sword out of the cockpit, and the drops of blood were thrown away by the swirling sawtooth, and turned his head to look at the chaos around him filled with gunsmoke and cannonballs.

The killing, after all, began.

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