Warhammer: This Galen's Heart of Steel

Chapter 131 Kill the Emperor!

News of the war spread like hyacinths throughout the World Eaters. The loyal and militant captains, with the eager anticipation of their soldiers, took off their helmets, removed their vests, wiped the cement off their cheeks, and rushed to Angron's side.

"Choose our company, father! With only thirty-one Terra hours, the soldiers of the first company can bring you glory and victory!"

"Screw you! I only need thirty Terra-hours. Which company can compare to the Second Company in terms of landing operations?"

The World Eaters' company commanders chatted with each other in a serious combat meeting - held in a busy construction site, which had turned into a noisy vegetable market.

Looking at his comrades quarreling like shrews and the Lord of Red Sand who had no choice but to cover his ears, Kahn frowned, took a step back skillfully, and quietly slipped away.

He knew that his brothers had overlooked another important figure, a big figure who could influence the legion commander's decision.

"Your Highness, you are most familiar with the soldiers of the Eighth Company and understand our abilities best. The responsibility of the Sharp Knife Company should be handed over to the Eighth Company!"

"Yeah, okay."

Lux agreed readily. To her, it made no difference which company served as the spearhead because she didn't know much about fighting.

If she is rich, she will have firepower coverage. This is the few war knowledge she knows.

Clues can be seen from her vast sea of ​​​​spiritual energy. Tactics do not exist at all. There is only one word - boom!

One shot is not enough, fire two shots, two shots are not enough to order extermination!

With such secret operations, the burden of the spearhead company was handed over to Kahn's Eighth Company.

"Kahn the Despicable!"

"Isn't this just eating free food?"

"A wimp who relies on little girls to get to the top!"

"Bah! Disgusting!"

The reputation of the heroic Captain of the Eighth Company, Kahn, within the World Eaters Legion has gradually become distorted.

However, he didn't care.

"If you have the guts, eat it too!"

【Unknown galaxy, now. 】

As Captain Owatu eagerly anticipated, those mighty gods of war finally arrived.

After briefly understanding the situation, Angron and the World Eaters were furious when they learned that some villains had impersonated the Emperor and arbitrarily named the native planet Terra.

[Sacrifice blood to the emperor, and offer the skull to the golden throne! ]

Following Angron's angry roar, the Eighth Company of the Sharp Knife led by Kahn began to attack the false emperor's planet.

The battle build-up begins.

The warships, the spearheads, were patrolling in the dark. On board, the Stormbirds were dragged onto the launch pads. All weapons were issued and checked. During the oath moment, everyone swore and witnessed to each other. The pioneers anointed themselves with holy anointing and assembled their armor and anchored it on their bodies.

The fleet of the "Emperor" rose from the sea, from the clouds, and from the gravity wells of satellites. He had already made plans for war, and these six hundred warships were already eyeing them and ready to go.

It was already dark, but the sky was still as bright as day. In Gyeonggi-ri, the windows of a skylight pavilion that would rotate with the sun during the day were now moving irregularly under the light pollution. Apocalyptic ghosts were outlined in the atmosphere: warships entangled with each other, drawing ephemeral abstract paintings with their gunfire trails.

On the horizon, around the broad basalt base of the palace, bullets rained freely, guided fire dragging curved trajectories like a wandering snake. Energy weapons screamed one after another, and bolters roared loudly, bullets devastating like hail. The downed Stormbird fighter planes were shattered, and parts were scattered on the battlefield for twenty miles. The dark combat figures slowly deployed their formations outside the palace. They looked like fully armed soldiers, and their marching postures were no different from humans.

But they towered into the sky, each one was 140 meters high. The Mechanicus deployed six Titan mechas here, and the troops launched an attack at the three-kilometer battlefield width beside the Titans' blackened ankles.

The World Eaters were like a surging tide, thousands of blood-red figures climbing over the Acropolis base and advancing towards the enemy's artillery fire.

Shells fell in the middle of the ranks, sending up balls of fire and dark brown smoke, and each bombardment shook the earth, stirring up the mud and sand, which then rained down like raindrops.

The assault boat flew low over the soldiers' heads, crossed the stumbling Titan mecha, and rolled up the slowly rising smoke into a rolling vortex.

There was a terrible noise coming from the helmet-mounted communicator of every Astartes Brother: loud shouting mixed with crackling busy tones, and the sound quality was greatly reduced due to long-distance transmission.

This was the first major battle that Kahn had taken part in since the Nuthreia Massacre. This was the same for the entire 8th Company.

Although there were some minor armed conflicts, these were not very challenging. Kahn was relieved that his troops were not wasted.

The relentless high-intensity plastering and practical brick-moving exercises finally paid off. The soldiers lived up to their oath and remained as tough as ever.

This is a modern war between civilized societies. Both sides are human beings who have been baptized by civilization. The enemy's weapons and training level are fully comparable to the Astartes Legion.

Through his green observation visor, Kahn saw heavily armed enemies hiding in the low areas of the palace, firing at them with energy weapons. He observed self-propelled weapon platforms, automated artillery, and even quad or octave autocannons mounted on weapon platforms driven by hydraulic spider legs.

The battle in Nuseria was a one-sided massacre, but this battle was a real test. There was no technological gap, and this was an evenly matched opponent.

Although their military technology was equal, the enemy was still lacking. The secret lay beneath the Mark IV armor: the genetically modified body of an Astartes. Reshaped flesh, enhanced functions, reborn, transcended - the Astartes were the most superior creatures they had ever seen.

There is no army in the galaxy that can rival the Legiones Astartes, unless the stars go out, the last law prevails, and rituals and music collapse.

Because as the Legion Master of the past said: "Only an Astartes can defeat an Astartes."

But everyone has laughed at this statement. After all, there is nothing to worry about impossible things.

Kahn took off his helmet and saw that his enemy's magenta armor was polished to a high shine and trimmed with silver.

They were guarding the gate leading to the inner part of the palace. They were tall and strong, with countless bodies, and they were in the best physical condition.

But the tallest among them didn't even reach the World Eaters' chin, like a little kid ready for a fight.

Breaking through the billowing smoke and piercing artillery fire, Kahn led the vanguard of veterans to take the lead, and the Astartes' iron boots stepped on the stone slabs of the palace for the first time.

At this moment, the adjutant beside him suddenly fell to the ground, a sharp knife pierced into the artery in his neck, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

This old friend who had gone through countless dangerous wars with Kahn and survived died in front of the "Emperor's" palace inexplicably.

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(End of this chapter)