Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 169 Blood, Waste and Beasts, Part 1
Now, a pitch-black warship was docked above Cadia, its scars so numerous that they were shocking, and a terrifying Chaos Octagram was carved on it.

She is Abaddon's flagship, the Vengeful Spirit.

Her years dated back to the Siege of Terra, where she witnessed the Emperor's light gradually dim and saw how Horus was cruelly defeated by the Lord of Mankind.

Her goal now is simple: to send more troops to Cadia and prevent the Empire from repairing the obelisk.

Abaddon saw the obelisk activated through the prophecy of the Chaos Sorcerers, and the cleansing power made the whole world dim.

The Eye of Terror was thus silenced, and his plan was thwarted.

He could not tolerate this, so he asked his beloved to break through the imperial defense and send more troops here at a huge cost.

Abaddon knew this, and the giant now stood on the bridge of the ship, his gaze hard and arrogant.

He had seen the alien creation crumble under his might.

At this moment, his brother has fallen into the air of Cadia, and now only massacre can fill his emptiness.

Abaddon smiled and said to his subordinates, "A thousand years of planning, now comes the end!"

Now, his bald head also looks shiny.

We are just the powerful, invincible, strongest, most powerful and most handsome war commander!

Lord Abaddon!
He still hadn't calculated one thing.

That is, in addition to the imperial mortal troops that he despised, there was another variable, the green-skinned Green Expedition.

A few days ago, a greenskin battleship disintegrated here. The Empire believed that it was caused by countless bombings, but Chaos thought it was normal.

But only the greenskins know what they really want.

After hearing the report from below, Abaddon was expecting his legion to crush the enemy with ease, but he heard that the communication of his legion's captain was intercepted by a crude device.

The thing cursed in a low Gothic language.

"I said Big Machine Boss didn't understand. There are cans here!"

"No, no, this seems bad."

"No matter what, I'm bad too. I'm going to smash it! Waaaagh!"

Click, click, the radio turned into noise.

Abaddon's old face also turned gloomy.

"Greenskin?" The Lord of Chaos, the Warmaster of Chaos raised his head, as if questioning the powerful men in his ship.

Are you guys just eating for free?

Why are the greenskins at the landing point?
Abaddon said silently. "Let me down. I want to handle this matter myself."

Erebus, the leader of the Word Bearers, hurried out. His face was covered with red scriptures, his body was adorned with many religious decorations, and his armor was also an evil dark red color.

He stroked the Chaos Symbol on his chest and spoke devoutly, "My Lord, my troops are summoning the gods' apostles. When this is over, we will be victorious."

"Don't be impatient."

Abaddon was silent. He liked listening to Erebus. This guy always spoke nicely.

He laughed heartily, anticipating the victory he spoke of.

At the same time, on the ground, there was a scorched earth.

The three forces of the Black Legion, the Imperial Guard, and the Green Orcs were gathering together and huddled together.

Laser weapons, plasma, dynamite, and those greenskins who love heavy explosives or sizzling chainsaws.

It seems that those who fight here have a bright future...

Taylor then witnessed a massive Chaos Dreadnought tearing through several Killing Cans before being pinned down by a Terror Can and having its front cockpit slashed open by an exaggerated Power Saw.

That place is called the sarcophagus, and as the name suggests, it is a place where the dead are buried.

The Dreadnought is essentially a coffin for dying Space Marine veterans, mechanically kept alive within while they continue the never-ending fight.

How ironic that those terrifying yet reliable monsters are fighting for the Empire.

Of course, Taylor knew that as long as those guys got rid of the greenskins, they would be the next target.

He held a telescope and looked at the scene that made him feel at a loss as to what to do.

The bombardier asked over the radio. "Boss, are you still bombing?" Taylor wanted to answer him and wait and see what happened, but the sight of the Greenskins and Chaos fighting made it hard not to open fire.

This is a tempting piece of fat meat. As long as they open fire, they will be safer.

Soon he heard the young officer next to him cursing, "What the hell is going on? Aliens and Chaos, damn it..."

That was Lieutenant Colonel Adles's mumbling.

After all, he was still a young Cadian, belonging to the local guard.

The white badge on his shoulder represents that he is a new recruit called "White Shield".

Even if he is an elite compared to other mortals, this is still too exaggerated.

Taylor sighed and said, "I've seen it so many times, I'm used to it."

Lieutenant Colonel Nakadia cursed. "Get used to it? How can I get used to it? Those things that only appear in scriptures and stories are crawling out one by one..."

"Chaos breached the orbital defenses, and the Greenskins somehow made it past the Skyfire system, Emperor!"

Now Taylor agreed with what this guy said in his heart, and he wished he could discuss with him how to escape.

But when Taylor remembered that there were countless imperial fortresses or ships on the satellites here, he understood.

Can't run away.

At the same time he looked at the interesting young man.

Although he was a Cadian and a noble officer, he was just a rookie.

Taylor tried his best to show his signature smile and used his professional liar skills to speak.

"No, I am here, we are here, this is the Empire's final front, Cadia will never fall!"

After a textbook speech of loyalty, the young man stopped trembling and nodded heavily.

Nearby, the soldiers who witnessed this scene all looked at them with approval and recognition, but Taylor was the only one who was being insulted by his conscience again and again.

He could hear that guy, his conscience saying, can you really feel at ease asking this young man to go to the battlefield and die?

But Taylor didn't dare tell the young officer that he had no way to deal with those guys and he also wanted to take the rocket to find a safe place.

But he knew very well that there was no safe place in this star region now.

He put away his smile and fell silent. The only sound in the entire space seemed to be the sound of the Cardia recorder girl next to him writing and drawing on her tablet.

That made Taylor quite uneasy, so he asked. "I told you not to exaggerate."

She spoke sincerely, her gaze unwavering. "In my books, you have always been that loyal and reliable soldier. Ever since you rescued me from the clutches of Chaos, that hasn't changed in the slightest."

How harsh this sentence was, it only made Taylor feel dizzy and shy and cruel.

He could only try to divert his attention and stop getting entangled with this guy.

But he looked at the ever-changing battlefield. The greenskins were now retreating step by step. The Space Marines were more prepared. They had Terminators and Dreadnoughts, Meltas and Power Swords.

They dealt with those inferior tin cans with ease.

Taylor had no doubt that after the Terminators' transmission beacons were aimed at the wall, several ivory monsters would come up in an instant.

He had been caught by an Emperor's Children Terminator once before, and he did not want to experience the suffocating feeling of being unable to fight back when facing such a powerful force a second time.

He raised his radio and spoke with determination. "Bombard the Chaos Space Marine sector!"

Soon, dense clusters of earth-shaking cannons spewed out smoke, and heavy bombs slid down from the sky. Even for the Space Marines, such a bombardment was not something that could be ignored.

Therefore, after the positions of those Dreadnoughts and Space Marines were disrupted by the bombing, a large number of greenskins took advantage of the victory and pursued them, killing those warriors in a crushing manner.

Taylor couldn't help but wonder why they, who were always alert and smart, would jump down at such an awkward time.

But he never expected that this incident was actually an accident...

A deviation from information.

The greenskins laughed as they slaughtered the Black Legion. After the blood of those Chaos Space Marines was drained, the still unsatisfied beasts turned their attention to Taylor's position.

It seems they are ready to play a new war game with the mortals of the Empire.

(End of this chapter)