After sending away a few refugee boats, Grey Wind assembled the telescope array, and powerful psionic energy converged in the lens, as if a drop of vegetable oil had been poured into a basin of dark green ink.

The swift fleet burst through the green storm, the furious swiftbolts pierced through the steel, the bouncing arcs scorched the flesh, and they rushed into the interior of the storm with great force.

At Armageddon, the war for the Khan's throne has entered a fever pitch, with greenskin warlords of the largest clans battling each other on the surface of a shattered planet.

The location of the Khan's Throne was not hard to find, and the artifact had been prominently placed at the top of one of the tallest nest spires on the equator at Armageddon, but the Greenskins invariably avoided the area where the spire was located, and only exchanged fire on other scorched earth.

Only the most Waaagh!! Warlord in order to become Waaagh!! Waaagh !! The green-skinned Great Khan, what is the most Waaagh!!? The best one is the most Waaagh!! Target!

Only the final winner who defeats all the competitors is qualified to sit on the throne and become the double choice of Brother Mao and Brother Mao - the champion of Mao! Green-skinned Great Khan!

Any rush before that is not justified and unspeakable, and is not recognized by all the green skins.

But the rules that the greenskins obey may not necessarily be followed by humans.

When several giant orc clans were fighting on Armageddon, a small fleet of Space Marines belonging to the Human Empire, led by the commander of the White Scar 4th Company, 'Namhan' Khan, led by the commander of the White Scar 4th Company, all Astarte, sneaked all the way, speeding and came to the sky above Armageddon.

Armageddon is now unrecognizable.

There are so many, too many, too many green skins gathered here.

Densely packed battleships, junk ships, orbital space stations, drills, cannons...... All sorts of iron guys and strange things were parked in the orbit of the planet by Greenskin, layer by layer, pile upon pile, piece by piece, completely filling the sky of Armageddon, and the atmosphere was covered with airtightness.

Now Armageddon has become a huge egg completely wrapped in a steel eggshell, its outer iron shell is so heavy that even the rotation of the planet has been slowed down, the earth's nuclear magnetic field has become disordered, and the ground under the steel sky is constantly erupting with all kinds of geological activities.

Dust storms, continent tears, volcanic eruptions...... The greenskinned warlords fought each other in such a hellish battlefield, vying for the right to be the Chosen of Mao and the throne of the Great Khan.

At the same time, the Space Marines of the 4th Company of White Scar, led by Namuhan Khan, 'inlayed' the strike cruiser they were riding in in the thick steel firmament and hid it properly.

They then mounted a jet hoverbike imported from the Human Federation and drove directly across the steel sky towards their target.

As the commander of the White Scar 4th Company, Namuhan Khan didn't care about the gossip that the Truth Cult was using heretical Eldar technology on the hoverbike, he only cared about how fast this thing could go when he unscrewed the throttle.

Especially now, when Armageddon is covered with green skins on all sides, and speed is life in the evacuation phase after they have completed their mission and exposed themselves.

When it comes to life, who cares if you are a heretic or not?

So the white scars sat down comfortably on the white seats carved from the spirit bones, opened the energy valve, and rushed to the target coordinates of the operation, the equatorial spire, at a flash of speed.

The white-scarred motorcycle team tossed and turned like a string of pure white lightning on the uneven steel sky, this piece of iron shell made of battleships and space junk was extremely unstable, and every moment it was accompanied by the chaotic magnetic field of the inner planets to set off a deadly wave of steel wind and iron waves.

If you are not careful, you will die with broken bones.

Namuhan Khan led the team through the steel forest and emphasized again in the team's communication channel: "Listen, our mission is located in the Nest Capital Spire at the equator, and the goal is to capture or destroy a desecrated device called the 'Khan's Throne' that has been placed at the top of the tower. ”

"Understood."

"Understood."

…

"This is a suicidal mission, and after taking or destroying the Khan's throne, our whereabouts will be exposed, and we will be confronted with the mad fury of all the Greenskin Clans, whose numbers have literally been overshadowed." Namukhan Khan continued: "Although I have arranged the evacuation route as much as possible, I still cannot say with my conscience that there is any chance of survival in this operation, and we are doomed to die on this trip. ”

"But if you're afraid of death, you're not a man from Qiaogoris." A white-scarred warrior said, "For the Khan, for the Emperor!" ”

"For the Khan! For the emperor! ”

In the name of Chagatai Khan and the Human Emperor, the 4th Company of White Scars strengthened their faith and rushed to the same coordinates from different routes.

- The death assault of the white scar began 78 hours before Russell arrived at Armageddon.

When the fast mobile fleet of the Human Federation broke through the layers of countless greenskins blockade, and finally saw Armagedor wrapped in the steel sky, the galaxy in the center of the storm was already in chaos, because the major greenskin clans who had beaten out their dogs' brains for the Khan's throne suddenly found that the Khan's throne was gone.

In the overwhelming green tide, the 4th White Scar, having lost almost 2/3 of its warriors, began their escape with the Khan's throne.

As the endless steel sky rippled like the sea, the Namuhan Khan rode a spirit bone hovercraft through the jungle of iron and fire, thanks to the powerful performance of the vehicles, they narrowly avoided the attacks that came close at hand, and escaped again and again from the saturated fire bombardment of the greenskins.

However, no matter how fast and flexible the Spirit Bone Hovercraft is, it is the technology of the Spirit Race after all, and only a powerful psionic can exert the full performance of this vehicle, and the think tank of the 4th Company of the White Scar has already died in the battle to invade the equatorial spire.

Gradually, the spreading green tide surrounded it, and the mighty green convoy followed closely behind the butt of the white scar convoy and shouted, pouring overwhelming firepower into the white scars, which were badly attritional.

This is one of the most advantageous contenders for the Khan's throne, the racing team of the supreme speeder overlord of the [Evil Sun Clan], [Bone Cutting], each chassis is welded with an oversized engine that does not match its size at all, and each rugged chariot is painted a blood-like bright red.

In orc culture, red represents speed.

Even if there is no difference between the two cars with the same performance configuration and even the skills of the racers, the one painted red is faster than the one painted black.

The orcs thought so, so it became a fact.

This is Armageddon, the center of the Green Storm, where the green skins of the entire galaxy are gathered, and all the orcs are concerned about who the throne of the Great Khan will be, Waaagh here and now!! The force field was more intense than ever, and the green storm distorted reality.

Amidst the cheers and battle cries of countless orcs, the blood-red paint of the Supreme Speed Overlord's racing fleet is getting redder and redder, redder and redder, and their speed is getting faster and faster.

Until he was fast enough to catch up with the speed of the Spirit Bone Hover, the energetic Green-skinned Rider stomped on the accelerator and slammed into the white scarred ass, screaming happily and stabbing the oversized chainsaw axe into Astarte's chest.

"Shrimp! You've lost! The Green-skinned bikers shouted and flicked their crowns in celebration.

The Supreme Speeder Overlord's bone-cutting luxury flying car accelerated again, sending Namuhan Khan's motorcycle flying directly from top to bottom, and the Khan's throne, which was frozen in the static force field, was also unbound and landed on the steel sky.

Namuhan Khan's body rolled to the ground like a kite with a broken string, and the intense pain made him realize that his rib plate might have been broken, and his first heart had been pierced by bone fragments.

He struggled to get up with the chainsaw sword propping up his body, and what was more torturous than the severe pain in his body was psychological humiliation.

They are white scars, the vanguard of the Empire.

Long before the Great Expedition began 10,000 years ago, the predecessor of White Scar, the 5th Legion of Space Marines, was the Emperor's Scout.

The soldiers of the 5th Legion were divided into 100 companies, and they went to the Sea of Stars before any of their allies. At that time, the galaxy was still in a dark chaos, and it was the vanguard of the 5th Legion who navigated the darkness in search of lost human territory, illuminated the star map for Terra, and charted the path for the Emperor's Great Expedition.

Due to their long-term reconnaissance activities in small formations, the 5th Legion has developed a flexible mindset, courage is their credo, speed is their specialty, and this group of guides of the human empire has been rampage through the galaxy, exploring the unknown starry sky.

However, such a group of Space Marines who prided themselves on speed and exploration as their Legion culture lost to a group of Xenomorphs in terms of speed, which they were most proud of.

Humiliation, unprecedented humiliation.

Blood flowed from his forehead to his cheeks, making Namuhan Khan's face scald, and he gritted his teeth as he tried to pull the chainsaw sword out of the scrap metal pile beneath his feet, but his main heart was shattered, and the remaining secondary heart couldn't provide him with enough blood pressure to burst out of Astarte's superhuman strength.

Ahead, the green-skinned Supreme Speeder Overlord stepped up and trampled Namuhan Khan's motorcycle under his feet, the filthy green xenomorph trampling Namhan's chariot and trampling on the glorious past of the 5th Legion's former vanguard for the emperor.

Perhaps it was a hallucination caused by excessive blood loss, and in a trance, Na Muhan seemed to see a tall figure descending from the sky on a motorcycle, and his sturdy arms brandished a scimitar, cutting off one of the arms of the Greenskin Supreme Speeder Overlord in an instant.

It was the figure of the father of his genes, the eagle of the Chogoreis steppe.

The emperor's fifth son, Chagatai Khan, stood in front of Namuhan, his eyes full of disappointment as he looked at the wreckage of his motorcycle and a badly wounded white-scarred warrior around him.

"I am ashamed of your weakness." The Chagatai Khan sighed softly.

Namuhan bowed his head in shame.

After a moment, he raised his head again: "Is it really you?" Khan, it's not a hallucination?! ”

(End of chapter)