The Waaagh force field temporarily lost its convergence nodes, and the Orcs lost organization and discipline, but the chaos on the scene did not ease.

On the contrary, the Red Sun Mechanic Gang's mobs and drag racing parties began to rush left and right like headless flies, slashing and killing indiscriminately, and the entire stronghold turned into a mess.

Fu Qinghai threw his head casually, stepped on the accelerator, and spit out a long wake from the tail of the jet motorcycle, burning a few orc boys to squeak and scream, and then raised the height again.

Fragments, stumps, and a rain of bullets flew across the battlefield.

The orcs' ranged weapons already have a limited range, and with the collapse of morale after the death of the old war and the fact that they only wanted to flee for their lives, the only thing that can still pose a threat to jet motorcycles now is vehicle-to-air firepower from the Chaos Gang of Sadism.

The quadruple laser cannon on the side of the Spartan tank and the twin heavy bombs on the top of the head have a very limited pitch angle of -32° to +55°, which is not to be feared at all.

On the other hand, the Sky Reaper turret at the top of the mastodon tank is a specialized anti-aircraft weapon, with continuous and ferocious firepower, and the hemispherical type has a large angle of fire, and the spilled bullet chain chases the dense cluster of jet motorcycles in the sky.

All three mastodon tanks are shrugged in the Void Shield, the jet motorcycles have a heavy bomb at the front of the head, which is not powerful enough to penetrate the Void Shield, and the thick Adamantite armor is completely immune to the bombardment of miniature nukes - and the Space Marines do not deliberately throw miniature nukes at several armored vehicles.

This is a treasure that the war commander has taken a look at.

However, the three turrets of only three mastodon tanks could not defend against more than 200 jet motorcycles, and I saw that the motorcycle cavalry in the sky automatically dispersed into several squads, soaring back and forth around the stronghold, and after a wave of dive shooting, they quickly pulled up and climbed high, and the three anti-aircraft turrets could not catch up with so many jet motorcycles at all.

Some impatient Chaos Space Marines directly opened the round hatch on the top of the mastodon tank, leaned out half of their bodies, picked up their blasters, and roared and shot into the sky.

This is the moment that I was waiting for.

Inside the communication channel, several motorcycle teams finished exchanging tactics, and the two jet motorcycles fired alternately to cover it, quickly swooping down and directly passing through the Void Shield. Several heavy explosive shells smashed the Chaos Space Marines who poked out of the tank, the wingman quickly pulled up, and the long plane followed, and the Star Marines on motorcycles, holding the power halberd in their hands, poked down and picked the drooping corpse out of the hatch.

An armor-piercing grenade was then thrown in.

"Boom-"

Flames and black smoke erupted from the hatch.

The Sky Reaper turret stalled.

The daring motorcyclists were about to do the same again, but they flew too low and too slow because of the grenade, and were hit by the anti-aircraft fire of another mastodon tank, and the heavy explosive bombs and laser cannons hit the side of the car at the same time, tearing through the armor and melting the engine, and the jet motorcycle instantly lost power and fell in black smoke.

The jet slammed into the chaotic warbands of the Orks and the Chaos Gang, then exploded, and the Space Marines on the motorcycles had already jumped out, rolled off the impact, and fell to the ground.

The Space Marines quickly rolled over and got up, and quickly pulled out a pulse blaster from behind his back, this gun had three strange large guns with coaxial bulges on the barrel, and as soon as it fired, it swept down a circle of green skins around it, and it was extremely powerful.

"Winter, Winter, Winter ......"

The sound of a heavy stomping on the ground came from behind.

The Space Marine just turned around with his gun in hand.

A fierce and incomparable Torture Steel Ox, carrying its Chaos Space Marines rider, with an indomitable momentum, is rushing towards this side, and the huge wind pressure that is close to the end is accompanied by the pungent and burning smell of sulfur, which has already rushed to the face!

Space Marine's eyes widened suddenly.

He saw with his own eyes in the air that the orcs' bullets, shells, and rockets hit the brass shell without causing the slightest damage, and this terrifying terrorist steel ox only had to fight to top it, and flew an orc truck and the four passengers on it together, rolled more than ten meters high, and then threw it out of the city.

Finished......

The only thought in his mind.

"Boom-"

At that moment, a black shadow fell from the sky.

Smoke and dust gushed out in all directions, and the back of a man in a black and gold power armor stood in front of him, and the space soldier slowly opened his mouth wide, only to see Khan kneeling on one knee, holding the power shut-off knife in one hand, and pressing the tip of the head of the terrorist steel bull with the other.

"But, Khan......"

Space Marines were speechless in astonishment.

The terrorist steel ox pressed its chin against the ground, its stout hooves swaying wildly, shoveling up mounds of dirt, its ring-covered nose spewing out scorching smoke and flames......

Even so, it still couldn't break free from Aoyama Khan's one-handed suppression, and the entire huge bull's head was pressed to the ground with one hand, struggling desperately.

What a shocking scene!

Even the rider on the back of the ox froze.

Fu Qinghai suddenly exerted his strength, pressed the bull's head with one hand and pushed it away on the ground, and with the other hand, he grabbed the power off knife and stabbed it into the eyes of the terrorist steel cow, and then twisted his wrist to stir the handle of the knife.

The opposing force that came from the arm was gone.

The heavy Sadistic Steel Ox stood, the brass riveted shield slammed into the ground, kicking up the dust, and the Chaos Space Marines on their backs leaped to their feet, clutching their buzzing chainsaw axes in both hands, and slashed down with a fierce slash.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god!"

Irvin Ukris roared.

"Uhhh

Fu Qinghai, who was kneeling on one knee, twisted his waist and spun back, and the power off knife slashed through a shining and dazzling full moon arc in the air, and suddenly cut off the opponent's axe-wielding wrist.

"It's the same with your blood."

Fu Qinghai said coldly.

The big axe of the chainsaw, which lost control, spun and fell with the two palms held on the handle of the axe, and stuck it in the ground.

Coming Owen Ukris, the Chaos Lord of the Fifteen Fangs, stood on the corpse of the Tortured Steel Ox, staring blankly at the neat severed wrists in front of him that were constantly splattering blood.

"Are you ready for the blood sacrifice to the blood god?"

The sound in the loudspeaker was as hard as iron.

Fu Qinghai held the knife in one hand and raised his arm, flashing the tip of the knife that split the arc of the force field, pointing directly at the other party's face.

"Ahhh

The Chaos Leader roared.

"Huh!"

Then he was beheaded.

……

The battle is over.

The Satellite Outpost was a mess inside and outside.

The fleeing greenskins were surrounded and pursued by the Attila Barbarian Cavalry and the Krieg Death Cavalry - this is what they are good at, except for the few fish that slipped through the net, the Red Sun Repair Gang from the Evil Sun Clan and the Burst Skull Tribe from the Snakebite Clan, which were completely wiped out today.

The Tiefu Tu Regiment, along with two cavalry units, were carefully cleaning the battlefield, looking for those who had not yet completely lost their breath, hurrying to rescue their own wounded, and mending the enemy soldiers by the way.

The Attila barbarians were very busy, cutting off their heads one by one, whether it was the Chaos Space Marines or the Orks - this was a special request from Aoyama Khan, and these steppe barbarians were very good and happy to deal with this kind of thing.

Normally, the Human Empire would not accept the surrender of Greenskin and Chaos, and of course the latter would be almost impossible to surrender. Originally, there should not have been any prisoners in this battle, but according to the request of the war leader, there were still living greenskins and Chaos Space Marines who had entered a state of suspended animation to be packed and brought back to the hive.

Fu Qinghai strolled through the stronghold.

There is not a single living person here.

The Chaos Gang, who believe in the Chaos Gang, don't know what it means to escape and retreat, they will only fight to the death, otherwise they will be spurned and cursed by the Blood God, and in the places where the Chaos Gangs have been ravaged by the Chaos Gang, there will hardly be any mortals still alive.

There is no time to pray for a moment of silence for these poor mortals who have become neatly stacked skull sacrifices, this fucking universe is like this, just get used to it, Fu Qinghai is checking the condition of the Spartan tank and mastodon tank, whether they are intact.

Not bad.

Break and solder the metal spikes with rotting human heads, clean the viscous blood inside several times, and ask the Mechanics to do a few more electronic exorcisms, and finally re-enter the warband's armor sequence.

Fu Qinghai silently pondered.

The current armoured units of the warband include the Rand Raiders, Rhino Personnel Carriers, and Predator tanks (captured from the Iron Warriors), Typhon Heavy siege tanks (captured from the Midnight Lords), and Spartan tanks and mastodons tanks (captured from the World Eaters).

It seems like there are quite a few types, but the number of each armored vehicle is in the single digits.

In fact, it is not bad, it is already possible to form a mixed brigade of armored vehicles.

Like the Midnight Lord's "Bleak Brigade", a mix of armored vehicles.

Of course, to the Space Marine legions that specialize in armored group combat, such as the Iron Warriors, the Midnight Lord's "Bleak Brigade" is a joke.

Horizontally, what is the concept of the armored vehicles owned by the Iron Floating Slaughter compared to other Space Marine warbands?

In the 30K period, the most tyrant Ultra Warrior Legion, the same type of armored vehicle, the entire legion probably has more than 2,000 units, which can be used intensively to fight tank battles.

By the 42K period, the sub-regiments of the Ultramarines and the sub-regiments of the sub-regiments were more than 500 in total, and the same type of armored vehicles, especially the irreproducible holy relics such as mastodons, were only four or five vehicles per wargroup on average.

It's no wonder that the Space Marines have been reduced to special units and withdrawn from the frontal battlefield - there are so few tanks, what Armageddon will be fought?

With this guy, Fu Qinghai is already satisfied.

…………

Nest capital city, upper nest area.

It's still the dark, damp prison.

Karamanda stood silently in her cell, and on the shelf in front of her, hung a space marine, whose limbs had been severed.

The other man had a pale, swollen, ugly face, dark lips, and sunken eyes, and he grinned, revealing a ring of filed and sharpened teeth inside, like a shark.

The Chaos Space Marines had clotted blood scabs on their foreheads, which had once had sharp horns, but had been pulled off one by one by Karamanda with pliers.

It's in the tray next to it.

"You can't bring me to your knees, bat cub."

The Chaos Space Marines giggled:

"You, and your poor and pathetic primordial body, your Eighth Legion's methods are like tickling."

"I've got more pain waiting for you."

Karamanda was not annoyed at all, and said:

"Are you sure you won't say it?"

"Haha, go on, go on, I love it."

The Chaos Space Marine laughed presumptuously.

His tongue had been split into several strips, and his laughter was muffled, Karamanda's masterpiece.

Don't worry about the Space Marines biting their tongues and killing themselves, they won't be able to die even if they bite their tongues apart.

Karamanda looked patient, he reached out and pointed to a kettle next to him, and asked:

"Do you want water?"

"Oh no, I am the son of Anglon, and the son of Angelon drinks only blood, not water."

Said the Chaos Space Marine.

"Yes."

Karamanda smiled.

"Oh...... I've gotten into a pool of blood, and if I don't go any further, the way back will be just as tireary. ”

The Chaos Space Marines shook their heads and even began to chant poetry.

Although the words are unclear, the tone is still subdued.

"Do you understand, bats? The gifts of the gods do not come easily, and you must sacrifice blood and skulls for it, enough to drown the blood of the stars, countless heads. ”

Karamanda watched him silently.

The idea is a bit of a stick.

Looks like it's time to use my psionic powers.

The Night Bat Company Commander thought to himself.

It's not just when Sutter Farran and Fifty-Six undergo a new and full alienation transformation that they awaken their psionic talents.

Finally met a worthy target.

…………

Nest World, Spire area.

Fu Qinghai and Qiao Shida talked as they walked.

"In the entire satellite outpost, including the surrounding area, only seven corpses of the Terrorist Ox have been found."

Fu Qinghai walked briskly, and said in his mouth:

"That's not right, you know, old Joe, it's not right at all."

"What's wrong with that?"

Joshida turned his head and asked:

"Isn't it normal to find a few corpses?"

"The numbers aren't right."

Fu Qinghai explained:

"Either eight, or eighteen, or eighty-eight, in short, it can't be seven, seven is the holy number of Nurgle, and the number of the terror steel oxen can't be exactly seven."

The two were walking to the conference room.

Suddenly, Karamanda stood up from the nearby passage like a ghost and stopped the two of them.

Fu Qinghai and Joe Stard paused.

"Got a result?"

Fu Qinghai asked.

The Night Bat Company Commander nodded:

"Ran away with a Whisperer, a dark apostle, I don't know when I ran away. The sacrificial rituals in the stronghold, as well as the horror of the steel ox, are his masterpieces. ”

The Dark Apostle is a special unit after the fall of the Legion of the Bearers, similar to the blackened versions of the Warband Priests, with Eri Buth and Cole Farron both being the Dark Apostles.

"Hmph."

Fu Qinghai snorted coldly:

"I knew it wasn't over."

Then he asked:

"And what are they here for?"

"Looking for something."

Karamanda says:

"He can't tell what it is, it's the Dark Apostle of the Bearer and the Chaos Lord of the Fifteen Fangs of the War Gang, you know, Khan."

Karamanda shrugged:

"Chaos over there...... The infighting is very serious, today you hack the boss to death, tomorrow you will be the new boss, in short, many things, when the boss will not tell his subordinates. ”

Fu Qinghai nodded slowly:

"I see."

Suddenly, he looked up at the sky.

The spire of the nest was above the clouds, and even at night, the dark and infinite sky could still be seen.

"What's wrong, Khan?"

Joshida asked.

Fu Qinghai frowned:

"I just saw a flash of light."

So what could it be?

Could it be...... The light spear fired?

…………