Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 135: Like a Natural Disaster, Part 1
The war train was constantly spewing flames, like demons from hell driven by the Emperor's great power. Countless swarms of insects fell from the sky, died, and then turned into fertilizer to nourish the soil of the empire.

But even though there is no rest, even though the Empire's Hydra tanks, Lemanus tanks, heavy Rogaldon crushers or that war fortress have been working non-stop to this day.

But the insects are getting more and more.

Of course, Taylor did lead the Greenskins and Space Marines to destroy some of the enemies, and accurately burned the corpses with the Emperor's flamethrower, preventing the Zerg from recycling biomass.

But he still underestimated how much nutrition an agricultural world's population and crops could provide.

He had to face a well-fed Zerg swarm. In comparison, those so-called children of the Emperor looked much more kind-hearted.

Even their heavy terminators could not withstand an attack of this scale. If it were not for the powerful firepower provided by the Imperial Guard and the war fortresses of the Merchant Dynasty, those traitors would have become food long ago.

Taylor stuck his head out of the trench at this moment, watching the countless swarms of insects outside roaring and searching for flesh and blood. That was not a scene that humans should see. It was like a picture of hell appearing on earth.

Outside the concrete walls of the Imperial Guard were countless giant bat-like monsters and gargoyles circling in strange spirals.

On the ground, the barren brown earth was replaced by the milky white and dark purple-black spots unique to the Tema rootworm, which looked like a dark, wriggling, strange ground.

Like countless hands, demanding people's souls.

A large number of biomass airdrop capsules wrapped in insects and spore mines fell down. Anti-aircraft guns intercepted those airdrop capsules one by one, and more landed on the ground.

Taylor killed a nearby bug with his knife, and then Ferenstein's flamethrower whistled and burned more. He exclaimed in amazement, "This world is hopeless!"

As soon as the words fell, a huge imperial metal ship fell from the sky and disintegrated in the atmosphere.

It becomes a shining comet high in the sky visible to the human eye, and then falls apart under the pull of heat and gravity in the atmosphere.

Countless fragments fell to the ground, just like the Book of Revelation in the Bible after the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse appeared.

This made Taylor hurried to the trench and urge Roland.

"Prepare more ammunition!" he said nervously, but saw the greenskins shouting again.

"Follow the boss and have a fight!" Then they charged out, and they were really happy. After all, the Imperial Guard was here, and they had endless scraps to make guns and shoot.

There are many and powerful bugs, chop them down.

Life is not bad! We are happy and joyful!

Those restless greenskins blocked a large number of insect swarms on the ground. Some of the greenskins' garbage transport planes took off with buzzing and cracking sounds, making people doubt whether they could land.

Those engines fought with the gargoyles or sky witches in the sky, while the Valkyrie gunships also quickly crossed the sky, providing fire support with their own machine guns.

When an airdrop capsule smashed out three warrior bugs in front of Taylor, a Valkyrie gunship smashed those things with explosive bombs, and Taylor gave a thumbs up to the kind pilot.

But the next moment, the gunboat was surrounded by three or four sky witches. Those huge flying monsters with fangs and multiple limbs tore the gunboat into pieces like opening a can.

Taylor subconsciously observed a moment of silence for his brother, then raised his weapon and shot a Licat that wanted to attack him.

He had to admit, he didn't want to admit it, but he was indeed very good at dealing with bugs.

Perhaps this was adaptation, and Taylor attributed it to his elite soldier education on Skadi, after all, his planet had once produced a Sun Lord.

Even though this happened a thousand years ago, every time a guy like Taylor thinks of it, he can't help but raise his chest.

To be precise, although Skadi is not a big fortress, it is full of martial virtues, and because it is close to the whirlpool, it has never been short of weapons and equipment.

Taylor was trained almost according to the standards of a stormtrooper, but he didn't realize it. After all, the amount of training was almost the same as the level of his previous life's army.

To be frank, that level of skill would essentially qualify him as a special forces soldier in any other country. It could only be said that the nations he had been reborn into in both of his previous lives were so imbued with martial virtue that he had forgotten that most humans were simply creatures without command, discipline, and the desire to kill each other for their own foolish desires.

But this world is far more cruel than people imagine. As the insects roared and dived down, Taylor could only think about how to put out the fire.

Taylor took a deep breath and said, "Right! Roland, get your machine guns ready!"

He picked up the lictor and skillfully killed several gargoyles that were disturbing him. To be honest, compared to a Chaos Space Marine, those noisy bugs were just ridiculous maggots.

However, the enemy had not yet deployed its elite troops, and the anxiety and fear had by no means dissipated.

Will this become a protracted war?

"This is going to be a long fight!" a Space Marine's voice rang out, and at the same time, the Carcharodon brother used his chainsaw axe to tear a fully armored Samurai Bug in half in front of Taylor.

He helped Taylor, who was a little unsteady, to his feet and said, "I heard you're a miracle worker. I hope you can bring victory this time too."

Taylor emphasized, "That's just a rumor. There are no miracles in this world, only countless deaths and sacrifices."

He wiped the dark insect blood from his face and looked at the dark sky.

Pessimism permeated their hearts. Even if the Emperor's ship had already landed, there was no way they could leave this world even if they won...

But suddenly, a strange purple mist began to spread, accompanied by uncomfortable crazy laughter and a war cry that made Taylor inexplicably angry.

"For the Emperor~"

To be honest, even the Imperial Guard wouldn't use this somewhat vulgar battle cry. Who would truly love the Emperor and call him by his name like that?

For the sake of the Divine Emperor, this sentence is obviously more in line with the current world.

But it’s nice to have support.

Those Chaos Space Marines came from afar. The mist came from psychic power, the psychic power of the wizard lady. Those toxins could distinguish between friend and foe, and let the poison gas enter the insects' bodies to slow down their ability to move.

This is a great help.

At this moment, the Space Marine said, "I don't like those heretics, but I admit you have good vision. However, now that the Zerg have been defeated, our next opponents will be those Space Marines."

He raised his weapon, as if unsure whether to aim at the bugs or Chaos.

Of course, they are all enemies, and that will never change.

Taylor simply asked the soldiers to continue to hold the defense, because he knew that as soon as the bugs found that they were gaining less biomass than they were losing, they would end the invasion.

All they could do was to minimize the casualties until the bugs could no longer endure this endless war of attrition.

Fortunately, they have a big financial backer, so they have basically enough shells and bullets.

To be honest, Taylor's team alone has fired three large boxes of explosive bombs, if it weren't for the fact that the master of this merchant dynasty wanted to take his semen every day, and if it weren't for the fact that he is now an agent of the Inquisition.

He really wanted to surrender...

Fortunately, the lady didn't know about this idea, otherwise she might have focused on this and completed the sperm collection mission...

But looking at the battlefield, Taylor smiled bitterly and gave up the boring romantic fantasy in his mind.

Shoot... This is the only solution they need to survive the current difficult situation.

(End of this chapter)