The empire does not have the ability to tolerate betrayal, but the empire is not without forgiveness for betrayal, and the only thing that can make the empire forgive betrayal is sacrifice, and the great and loyal sacrifice can make the wound of the human race no longer painful, the wound that spans 20,000 years, called betrayal.

In the history of the Empire, there have been very few betrayals that have been forgiven by the Imperial Guard, but the hero of the Water Clan, "Yi" Li. Arnold. But the fate of the Lythorn Heir has been put to rest the wrath of the Fourth Regiment of Skadi with his own sacrifice.

Awakening his compatriots to the light of the good path had a new interpretation in his old body, and the warriors of the Fire Clan looked at the devastated city in the torrential rain.

Honor, their honor is trampled on, their faith is toyed with, and the true Aether won't let them do this to allies and fellow citizens like this, only bastard gene stealers will.

But at this moment they have lost the ability to apologize to the Fourth Regiment of Skadi, to apologize to their Human Alliance, Commander Fire said in the communicator. "We are sinners, we cannot join the good path again, we will never listen to the teachings of the ether again, we can only express our will in the battle of death."

"Let's go and make a way for the Imperial Guard, with all our will, flesh and blood, body."

The will of the Shui heroes infects the whole world like a virus, when such a concept spreads, when the Titanium communicator echoes the hero's declaration before death, the honor of the Shui clan is like this, they were born to use their own words to save countless people, whether it is other races or Titanium compatriots.

The Titan ceasefire is telling the Skadi 4th that they don't need to fight, and they are spreading information to the Aether mongrels that their abilities have failed.

It couldn't believe that its great abilities would be useless against damn things, but it still had countless rights as a patriarch.

"Go and see, spaceship, us, live, kin..."It is weakened by the use of psionic energy for a long time, it is dissatisfied, it is painful, it is not a powerful psionic like a brain worm, but a lucky gene stealer, those despicable emotions breed in its heart, no matter how many relatives it loses, it will survive!

Legions of genestealers converge to the heart of this world, driven by the terrifying psionic energy emanating from the Patriarch's massive hypertrophic body, and the twisted monsters brave the hurricane to carry terrifying evil weapons into the world.

Those monsters continue to flow out of countless titanium cities in the whole world, and they are driving the floating vehicles of the titanium clan, slowly approaching.

The smell of blood permeated the land of this world, the blood had been buried in the soil, making the world stink, Alan Baier covered his arm that had just been splintmed, he watched those Fire Clan frantically charge towards the enemy, although the alien is just an alien, but the sacrifice is always admirable, death is the fate that the alien should have...

"The soldiers of the 4th Regiment of Skadi, the brave men of the 113th Regiment of Foraxia, the battle has come before us..."

"Whatever you think of those aliens, they are neither stable nor speak the same language as us, damn it, but we are not fighting for them, we are fighting for Foraxia, the once imperial world."

In any case, Alan Bair must admit that this alien now gives them the opportunity to fight the enemy in front of them for the final battle, even if such an opportunity may be fleeting, they must seize it, the emperor will never trust those aliens, that is because although those aliens have empty time and years, their essence is a rotten empty shell that changes from the inside to the inside of this dark universe.

There is still hope and a future for Titanium, and what is happening today reaffirms this notion that the soldiers of the 4th Regiment of Skadi have to admit that Titanium helped their compatriots as well.

With a blast gun, a laser gun, and bulletproof armor, after five hours of continuous marching and fighting, and braving the torrential rain, these terrible days seemed to be endless.

But the veterans of the 4th Skady Regiment will not complain, they survived because of the emperor's gift, and now they can still eat and fight, which is even more miraculous.

This is why they usually seem hedonistic, after all, whether it is a nest or a battlefield, it is a painful place, but they still do not hesitate to the orders of the staff officers, and they are a little dissatisfied with the propaganda of the Imperial Guard.

The Imperial Guard has been fighting in the name of the Emperor for 10,000 years, and every feats on the marble pillars have been forged by millions of unknown and unremembered heroes, and when they join the meat grinder called war, the Imperial Guard does not hesitate in the slightest.

The ground was full of dead fire and mongrels, and the path of the starport was opened by the glowing light of the pulse weapon, and the soldiers of the fourth regiment of Skadi were complicated by the alien cover for the first time, and they saw the few lights in this dark universe, although this faint thing was extinguished in an instant.

"Staff officer, report on the enemy." Alan Baier habitually asked, the Fourth Regiment of Skadi was too poor, and the officers with tactical qualities came over almost three times, and the staff officers could only wear multiple hats.

Although he was not a staff officer, he still answered. "There are a lot of enemies in Starport, but it is worth mentioning that the attack of the Fire Clan makes them seem to be very confused, in fact, I can see that the situation in Starport is wrong, because there seems to be no trace of attack in that area."

"How to describe it... Just like the time we protected the Holy Ladder, you should remember that Greenskins almost smashed the ground nearby before breaking through the Void Shield. ”

Alan Baier nodded. "Obviously, the enemy's ability to control titanium is useless for the Fire Clan today?"

The staff officer shook his head. "Not necessarily, you can't say anything to death..."

"No, they're not Fire anymore, they're titanium now." Familiar and unfamiliar voices echoed around the command point, and Alan Baier raised his weapon, almost instinctively against the comer behind him.

It was a bronzed-skinned forest warrior, and he was not afraid of his commander's gun, but apologized at this moment. "I'm sorry, I didn't report, I didn't complete my mission, the target is dead." Sergeant Katachan said this, and Alan Bair put away his weapon.

"There is no doubt that you have completed your mission, don't worry too much, non-commissioned officer, you have won an alliance for us, an alliance that can save the lives of thousands of brothers in the fourth regiment of Skady." Alan Baier praised, but the non-commissioned officer still didn't see the slightest joy.

"They will die, and so will the will they inherit, Commander, can we help them?" This sentence surprised Alan Baier, who was in front of the dead soldier who had been robbed of everything by the Greenskins, and now said such words to the aliens?

"No, I can't let the soldiers of the Fourth Regiment of Skady help this group of things that may defect at any time, and the death of the Shui Clan is the last chance I give them." Alan Baier didn't hesitate, he couldn't bet the lives of his own soldiers on the trust of those aliens.

The non-commissioned officer was silent, watching his compatriots resting in the camp, eating food, and their bodies were broken, and at the fire of the genestealers, and he finally chose his empire, but...

On the battlefield, the genestealers are retreating, and the Fire Clan's fearless attacks have made those terrible things unable to use their strength, even though the titanium of this world has experienced several destructions, it still does not erase their loyalty to the superior good.

"Keep charging, we still have a quarter of our soldiers to offer to the Upper Benevolence!" The commander's eyes were red, the bombardment, the sputtering of plasma echoed around him, the tactical planning was gone, there was only fire suppression and forward, forward.

Fill in the ruins with firepower, shoot if there are enemies, and melee combat without bullets, so that the full strength of dozens of fire warriors can kill a pure-blood gene stealer, but the anger makes them feel that there is no "loss" in the slightest.

And such a crazy attack, and the power of the combat suit, made those gene stealers feel the danger for the first time, and it was completely different from the previous ones who were controlled, or cut off, and collapsed, when the courage and desperation of the Fire Clan played into a terrible killing song, there were few existences in this universe that could resist them.

However, the Genestealers are not bad at fighting, and they use their geographical advantages to keep the Fire Clan on the perimeter with bunkers, obstructions, ruins, and the advance of a small number of purebred Genestealers and aberrations.

After hours of commissioning, alteration, searching, and launch preparations, genestealers have also discovered the Titan research ship docked in this world early.

The gods are so capricious, the so-called hope, the so-called possibility, the so-called honor, the so-called sacrifice are useless, and the dark clouds rain heavily, smashing on the mortal womb of the flesh, and killing a person in a moment.

The fire warriors' assault was thwarted, their betrayal left them without support, and the commander spat out the last breath of hot air and plunged the blade into the head of a mongrel leader.

"How many more compatriots?"

The communicator replied. "Three hundred."

"How far is it?"

The communicator replied. "Enough for them to get out of this world."

The commander looked at the blood-stained blade of unity in his hand, in the end he still didn't change his life, he once thought that the human alliance was useless, but he was wrong, without those guys from the empire, their defeat was decided.

As the damned genestealer mothballs approached from the ruins and bunkers, the Commander's gaze remained bright, he had learned from the Great, and he wouldn't give in and didn't care about death.

"For the sake of the best way!"

Titanium's Blade of Unity collided with the Tyranid Anti-Molecular Blade of the Gene Stealer, breaking open moments later, and in failure, he closed his eyes, expecting death...

But it was not the rest that greeted him, but his most familiar, most annoying, most numb voice.

"For the Emperor!"

Skadi's 4th Regiment, Skady's 4th Regiment, the Emperor's Warhammer, slammed into the faces of the Gene Stealers, explosive bombs, Chimera, hot melts, deflagration rays, missiles, and countless wills and fiery.

Alan Baier is not from the Empire, this is his lifelong weakness, and he has been trying to overcome it now, so that he can be the ruthless and bloodthirsty of those excellent officers in the Empire.

But he failed, and the lieutenant colonel smashed the genestealer's killing blade with a single shot, and then the staff officer's chainsaw sword slashed at its chitin shell, and thick raindrops fell on the screaming genestealer's face, and the fire clan commander's blue face exposed by his tattered helmet.

Alan Baier didn't care whether he understood it or not, and said something. "If you want to thank that generous fool, in order to break through here, judging from the consumption on the road, you owe the empire a lot of things."

"Alien, use your life to pay off the debt, although you don't understand, but Sergeant Katachang told me, you will let the unity of titanium split, that will be considered poison, the real betrayal, it is you, the empire will always be grateful for your contribution to the division of the good way!"

The commander didn't understand it at all, he only felt that the Imperial human beings in front of him were full of courage and the propaganda of the superior good way.

The fourth regiment of Skadi was in full swing, but smoke was already rising from the titanium silos in the distance, and it was clear that the barge was ready.

Alan Baier looked at the smaller, damned clouds and raindrops and turned on the communicator. "Poldero, Poldero, this is the ground forces, can you hear me?"

The communicator replied unprecedentedly at this moment. "The emperor is above, and it's finally passed! Lieutenant Colonel, what's going on next? ”

Alan Bair replied. "Don't ask, now fire the light spear, coordinates..."

And at this moment, in the huge starport, in those complex launch tracks, the four-armed ether was anxiously watching the barge slowly carried by the mechanical arm on the launcher, and it couldn't wait to leave this world.

In Ancient Terra, it is recorded that a genetic sage once discovered that there were special ants on ancient Terra that would sneak into their nests to kill the queen ants, and then rely on their own special pheromones to control the nest.

That kind of ant will be treated excellently, it will give birth to offspring, and its offspring will take the place of the native species here and enjoy all that this nest has to offer.

But if the infiltration is discovered, or if the queen fails to fight alone, what awaits it will turn from domination to death, and it will die as food for the larvae.

Today's genestealer Aether variant is similar to the queen ant who has been found to be not the king, and it has no choice but to escape.

As it watched its hopes approach, its centuries-old plan finally came true, it didn't notice that now, after five hours, the strange storm of the world had finally stopped.

The weather gathered early by the release of the chemical agent quickly dissipated, and the ecological dome built by the Titanium Clan collapsed early due to the attack, and the Poldero's light spear locked onto the cruiser.

"Lieutenant Colonel, locked, launch?"

Alan Bair replied. "Launch."

Fierce light poured in from the sky, the barge was completely melted and only a cloud of molten iron remained, and in the face of the hope of survival, the genestealer felt real despair...

(End of chapter)