Warhammer 30k and the Great Tomb of Nazarick

Chapter 156 Taran Never Falls
Day 5 of the Battle of Tallarn

The fuck is calling! Waaagh!!!

The Orc Emperor Ulak grabbed a knight mecha with his huge brute force claws, and while roaring at it with spit flying, he pulled it hard and tore the knight mecha in half.

A young pilot was sitting on the throne inside the damaged Knight Mech. The broken metal parts of the Knight Mech tore his body apart under the brute force just now, and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.

But even though the knight couldn't speak because of a punctured lung, he still didn't give up. He raised his laser pistol and kept shooting at Ulak's head.

Ulak didn't feel anything. He just picked up the shrimp that looked a bit "spiny" and swallowed it.

Ulak felt that it was not enough, he was not satisfied, he could hear it, he could hear the voice of the second brother Gao Mao.

It’s the second brother Gao Mao who is urging, encouraging, and yelling!
Somewhere in the galaxy, somewhere there is a bigger world, with more wars, a bigger Waaagh waiting for itself,
Moreover, he could sense that in the long distance there was a huge group of Waaagh moving towards here.

I am the biggest and baddest Warboss that Gogo and Maoge like most. I will never give the opportunity to become the biggest Waaagh to others!
So Ulak gave the order to attack again, and the boys began a new round of attacks day and night. He was sure that he could take down this place that made him uncomfortable.

The shrimps' ammunition is being consumed every moment, but his guys have endless ammunition.

Another very important point is that after launching a full-scale general offensive, the boys were very satisfied with this big Waaagh, and given that the boys' average life is now measured in minutes, their user experience can be said to be very profound, and all of them gave positive reviews by default.

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Day 9 of the Battle of Tallarn

Even though the Empire had overestimated the danger posed by the greenskins, the brutality of this greenskin invasion war was still beyond imagination.

Even without counting the losses of the fleet in space, the losses of ground forces alone are staggering.

In just eight days, 13% of the Iron Warriors were killed, there were only Titans left in the Griffin Legion that could still operate, the Mechanicus Skitarii were annihilated, the death rate of Tallarn's native army was %, almost all of the old Tallarn armored pilots were wiped out, and % of Tallarn's high-level commanders were killed.

But the Iron Warriors will not give up, the Mechanicus will not give up, and the Tallarnids will not give up.

Tallarn will not fall, not now, and not in the future.

Tallarn will never fall!

In Taran's underground shelters, anyone who could still move was recruited, and it was unknown how many production lines were set up in these underground shelters.

Chimeras, basilisks, poison blade tanks and other armored units of the Empire were assembled and built in these huge underground shelters, and then sent directly to the battlefield without even having time to paint them.

Meanwhile, in the Iron Warriors' base, young men who volunteered to sacrifice themselves underwent transformation surgery with extremely compressed time. This process was painful and dangerous. In order to speed up the process, the implantation of Becher's gland and Sassuan's meninges was directly cancelled.

One of these two things allows Space Marines to secrete acidic saliva, and the other gives Space Marines the ability to enter suspended animation to save their lives.

Finally, due to the lack of sufficient training time, Perturabo created an automated exoskeleton for these fast-growing Space Marines. These exoskeletons can help recruits fight and allow them to exert the strength of a Space Marine as much as possible. However, these exoskeletons have design flaws, and the lives of users are doomed to wither due to the radiation injected into the body by these exoskeletons.

Even Perturabo paid his own tribute to these voluntary sacrifices. These recruits were called Iron Warriors and their names were engraved on huge metal tombstones. Their sacrifice would surely be remembered by future generations.

The Mechanicus are trying their best to maintain every Titan that can still operate, looking for usable things from the wreckage of various war machines and modifying existing weapons.

There are even some greenskin-made things mixed in there, which are obviously not in compliance with the regulations, but no mechanical priest will care about such things now.

After inspecting the conditions at the rear forge, Perturabo returned to Sapphire City, which had now become the headquarters for the fight against the orc army.

From the first day to now, for a full eight days, the orcs' attack has never stopped. The greenskin debris that had not been cleaned up in the city has even piled up to four or five meters high. Perturabo feels that all the greenskins in the galaxy seem to have come here.

Today the greenskins launched a more fierce attack. Led by several huge giants, the orcs made a deafening noise and launched another attack.

The Great Ancient Titan is the most powerful land combat unit of the Orcs. Ordinary Ancient Titan is literally a piece of garbage in front of this big thing. Only the Emperor-class Titan of mankind can compare with the Great Ancient Titan.

As for why we can't be sure how many of these huge things there are, it's mainly because the black smoke emitted by the orcs is so thick that it forms a kind of fog of war, rendering ordinary detection methods directly ineffective and making it impossible to confirm the exact number.

Faced with these huge weapons of war, the Mechanicus' Emperor-class Titans also entered the battlefield under the cover of armored forces and makeshift general cannons.

The orcs' huge giants pulled the horns, making a huge noise. The Emperor-class Titans were not to be outdone. They used the temporarily installed sound array system to fire the Binary Hymn of the God of All Machines at the orc positions. The power was so great that it could even blow some orcs off the ground.

Then these terrible war machines fought together and spread destruction around them.

Perturabo stood on the wall of Sapphire City with a warhammer in his hand, carefully observing everything around him. After the last lesson, although Perturabo still often went to the front line in person, he would no longer take the initiative to charge unless it was absolutely necessary.

Soon Perturabo discovered his target, the Orc Emperor Urak, who appeared on the battlefield today.

This orc, who was more than twice as tall as the Emperor, was too conspicuous, especially since he was standing on a huge moving platform.
This thing was as big as two ancient giants, and there were hundreds of huge cannons all around the platform. As Ulak entered, they immediately started firing wildly in all directions.

Under Perturabo's command, a deeply hidden Admiral Cannon, which was transformed from ship-borne plasma, was quietly aimed at Urak. Perturabo had kept this Admiral Cannon in the previous battle just for now.

The giant cannon that had been prepared long ago emitted a light brighter than the sun, and a large ball of high-temperature plasma with electric arcs rushed directly towards Urak. However, when the plasma was about to hit Urak, a large group of psychic boys around the orc emperor immediately began to cast their spells.

Finally, the direction of the plasma was deflected. It failed to hit Urak, but plowed past it, leaving a huge and terrifying crater on the ground.

Urak gave Perturabo a hideous smile, and Perturabo responded by clenching the hammer in his hand.

The Iron Warriors will not fail, Tallarn will not fall, and the White Scars are the fastest, and they will soon reach the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)