Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 137: Burning Front, Part 2
I am the boss.

I was born in the Goff tribe, and now I am a Blood Axe, and Blood Axe is a green-skinned person who imitates Xiami.

This is all because I wanted to learn to be a powerful boss, but he was just a shrimp, no, a human.

He always shouts loudly, and although he looks thin, he can beat the bad can boss.

I never understood why there were so many wars around him, and I didn't understand why he could defeat those powerful things.

All I know is that I had fights with him.

Now, I'm going to beat those bugs!

And I am, the war boss!

"waaaaaagh!"

Now, Boss Goff yelled as he jumped out of his dirty car, grabbed a samurai bug's head with a huge power clamp, and broke the thing apart alive.

The green creature is much bigger now, but he still worships his human boss.

From the beginning of the Battle of Armageddon to the present, he has always felt that Taylor is the most powerful war boss in the entire galaxy.

Second only to Bonebreaker and Beast.

And there is Old One-Eye.

And there's also Brother Mao...

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Anyway, it was awesome, so his brain worked quickly and he finally got this answer.

That is to kill bugs, big bugs, big and large bugs. The more he kills, the closer he is to the real boss!

He would laugh or smash things in front of him, brandishing his huge pincers and holding a weapon in his right hand that he called a thunderclap smashing hammer.

Although that thing looked like a piece of sharp iron with rockets inlaid on it and tied to a long handle, it was a weapon tailor-made by Jiba for this boss.

It was created specifically to penetrate armor. The moment the rocket is launched, the huge propulsion force and sharp hammer head will produce a terrible force like the collision of a nail and a hammer, and instantly smash into the insect's difficult-to-open exoskeleton!
The sound made at that moment is crackling, so it is called "pili crackling".

At this point, the war leader became obsessed with it, and thus he became the most dazzling armor-piercing soldier on the battlefield.

Like a natural shell opener, his hammer always makes those arrogant giant insects suffer, so that the swarm has increased his hunting priority a lot.

Many times, a large number of insects gathered and almost surrounded him. The large number of insects bit and attacked him so much that there was not a single piece of flesh and blood left on his body.

Fortunately, the mad doctor saved him by using the skin and flesh from the war monster Squig.

After that incident, the leader's muscles and skin had become so hard that they were difficult to bite, and his vitality was much greater than that of ordinary greenskins.

Obviously, the greenskins may also evolve, but they are slightly different from the Zerg. They do not need the meticulous craftsmanship of the great will, they just need to adapt to the environment.

Now, there is an inexplicable balance between the green tide of the greenskins and the attack of the Zerg. Taylor is watching it and is happy in his heart. After all, he and his brothers don't need to die.

Although those green aliens were certainly terrifying, Taylor also remembered their inexplicable loyalty. Although he didn't know where it came from, they did see themselves as powerful war bosses...

Taylor put down the telescope in confusion and asked the Lemanus troops to prepare for artillery fire and to try to preserve as many greenskin forces as possible, which was considered his abnormal kindness to the Empire.

Then Taylor sat down quietly and prepared to have some afternoon tea.

But he forgot that there was more than one powerful leader on the battlefield.

When the shadow that Taylor was familiar and afraid of appeared on the battle line, Chief Goff almost immediately walked towards it.

It was a particularly large tyrant worm with strange patterns. The green-skinned boss's body of almost 3 meters was just as ridiculous as a child's in front of it.

The green-skinned leader was extremely excited. He charged forward, smashing the bugs on the roadside with his huge warhammer, and approached the giant with great force, ready to duel with it.

He said with a smile. "You, tall bug, I like you. I know you. The boss has killed you twice! Not three times!"

He swung his hammer and laughed foolishly, but the tyrant didn't see him.

It's looking for humans, not greenskins. Greenskins are not tasty, don't have much biomass, and are stupid.

If the Zerg ate too many Greenskins, their brains would deteriorate, at least that's what the tyrant believed. It swung its massive limbs, instantly sending the Greenskin leader flying. The massive weapon inflicted a wound on his chest, causing blood to flow continuously. However, this only further fueled the leader's bloodlust, prompting him to charge forward...

Now, in the command room, Taylor finished a pot of tea and a bag of snacks, ready to relax and read the battle report.

But he heard the sound of engines approaching the Imperial Guard, or to be more precise, a large group of displaced and distraught greenskins.

Their vehicles were severely damaged. Although they could still be driven, they had lost their combat effectiveness.

Taylor soon discovered something was wrong. The greenskins on the battlefield began to collapse. This was not an exception, but a standard defeat...

He stood up uneasily, as if something dark was coming.

"What's going on?" He muttered to himself, his head thinking quickly.

A large number of greenskins are now retreating, which is not in line with their habits, so the answer is actually simple and obvious.

The war boss lost?

He was sensitive to this.

But Taylor knew very well how powerful Boss Goff was. Although he looked brainless, he was actually cunning and sensitive, and the weapons in his hands were also quite powerful.

"How could it be, could it be?"

He raised the telescope and saw a green body hanging on a huge beast.

His eyes were not closed, but were filled with joy and excitement. However, it seemed that even the powerful vitality of the greenskins could not change the reality that he was defeated.

And how happy his expression was, because there was now a deep dent on the head of the terrifying beast.

The tyrant evolved again, and its armor became as exaggerated as that of a heavy tank, but the greenskin still left it with a wound.

And the green-skinned leader seemed to be saying that he had finally surpassed the boss...

Taylor couldn't bear to watch as the Tyrant, the lord of the swarm, broke his green body into two halves.

But the giant beast seemed to dislike the pendant that was holding on to him tightly, and threw it to the ground in anger.

At this moment, the huge body raised a cloud of smoke, and Taylor also remembered the usual words of the green-skinned boss who often annoyed him.

"Boss! Boss~"

"My boss!"

He was like an annoying puppy, of course, but in Taylor's eyes he was threatening and a damn alien.

But he did...

Really loyal!

It was strange, quite strange, to say that about a greenskin, and his spirit would never reach the Golden Throne, so...

This is just a loss caused by the fight between aliens, at least that's how the Inquisition and the Imperial Military Affairs Department see it.

And he died on the battlefield as he wished, at the hands of an enemy big enough and powerful enough, which was enough to make the greenskin creature happy.

But Taylor is neither a greenskin nor a traditional Imperial, so he doesn't hate aliens that much.

He somewhat disloyally took off his hat to the dead greenskin, then ordered his brothers to make a tactical retreat.

Taylor was not afraid at this moment. His adrenaline was constantly secreting, and he looked at the giant beast striding forward with determination and anxiety.

He didn't know what his fate would be, but he knew it clearly.

I'm not the type of person who can be easily pushed into a desperate situation...

Those bugs also need to have a few legs broken.

They must be made to crawl out of the Cadia sector!
(End of this chapter)