Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 93 The Worst Alliance, Part 3
The Chaos Space Marines' airdrop bay landed on the ground, the mechanical equipment opened, and the dark green Space Marines walked out of their vehicles.

That tall body was enjoying the turbid air here and looking forward to the end of its damn fate with someone.

Taylor...

Dragan arrived where he was supposed to be.

There was a disgusting smell of blood and sulfur mixed together here.

On the ground, Krieg's body was crushed into mud by his airdrop pod. He looked at the burning place.

"How can I describe it better?" Dragan said to his adjutant.

"It was just like I expected it to be, only better."

"It reminds me of the glory days, and for most people, it's enough to keep them awake for the rest of their lives."

He raised his explosive grenade and easily killed several Krieg soldiers who were charging at him. Those most loyal wild dogs of the Corpse King made him sick. How dare they charge at him even in such a situation?

He stepped over the bodies that were torn apart by the bombs. The flesh and bones were all crushed by the violent force, and he laughed, smelling the bloody smell of the loyalists.

He almost received a feedback that was higher than many things, a pleasure that excited him, enough to make him sing praises of something.

Then he switched to his chainsword, ready to bathe in the blood of the loyalists.

But he soon saw strange things moving on the front line, several purebloods of the Genestealer running around, those damn things, the dogs of the Great Devourer.

He raised his chainsaw sword and easily killed a thing that was about to attack him. The blood soaked his rotten armor, and the thing swallowed the flesh and juice clean as if it was sucking blood.

But then he saw a scene that made him angry. The half-machines of the Mechanicus suddenly picked up their weapons, faced him, and shot at him.

And the Genestealers ducked into their ranks.

This wasn't because he was so difficult to deal with, but what made Dragan angry was that he realized that this damn mechanical sage had betrayed him.

Now everyone here is an enemy, whether they are loyalists of the Empire, those damned Genestealers, or the Mechanicus.

Finally, he picked up his communicator and decided to seek out an unlikely source of reinforcements...

The other side.

Taylor was currently being forced to attend a new operational meeting in the conference room. To be precise, it was the first time he had seen such an "all-star lineup".

Whether it's old Tychus or the girl Krieg, the Mechanicus sage or the representative of the knights, the Freeblade.

There are also many Imperial Guard forces such as artillery regiments or armored regiments. On this small forge world, such a description can be said to be too "gorgeous".

"What the hell!" Taylor muttered.

"Why are all those damn things following me?"

He tried to remain calm and see what others would do.

At this moment, the Mechanical Sage spoke. "We are powerless against the Titans. The majesty of the God of All Machines cannot be trampled upon. I have a proposal: activate the factory's nuclear reactor to render the surface of this world completely harmless."

Taylor spoke up immediately. "So what do we do?"

The sage replied. "Theoretically, they could die from radiation or the vacuum of space after the atmosphere collapses, or from being vaporized by a nuclear reactor, or from earthquakes or tornadoes."

"The probability of survival is less than 1%, but it can completely destroy the enemy's conspiracy."

Old Tychus cursed. "What a miserable suggestion! Did your spine get pulled out during the transformation?"

"None of the loyalists still standing here will agree to this idea, you are just a motivator!" Old Tychus is worthy of being the first laning king of Skadi. He scolded the sage so hard that he couldn't raise his head with just two or three sentences, if his highly modified processors could really distinguish those words.

But just bickering wouldn't solve anything. Now that they lacked the heavy firepower to face the Titan, their focus naturally shifted to how to destroy that thing.

Krieg said, "The Titan's void shield can't prevent vehicles and humans from entering. If we have the ability to get under the Titan and install enough heat shields on its leg armor."

"One detonation and it will come crashing down."

Miss Elena said, "The Freeblade, who normally would have loved such a plan, doesn't exist?"

"If we could charge to such a close distance, the matter would probably have been resolved long ago."

"Everyone knows that the Titan's legs are its weak point, just like a tank needs to hit its tracks, but how to hit them is the problem!"

The Krieger girl didn't answer, but Taylor could sense her dissatisfaction.

What dissatisfaction?
How could they bring those emotions onto the battlefield like they had lost their minds...

Such behavior made Taylor a little angry. After all, he didn't want anyone here to die in this world.

Except for the mechanical sage.

He deserves it.

At this moment, Old Tychus suddenly knocked on the tactical table, interrupting the conflicts and discussions, and then said.

"By the way, there is another good news. The Genestealers and the Mechanicus have cooperated."

Taylor cursed. "That's impossible!"

The Mechanical Sage emphasized. "You have to add the darkness. I have nothing to do with them!"

Old Tychus ignored the sage's wailing and answered at the same time.

"Nothing is impossible. Our soldiers witnessed this on the front lines. That's what..."

He pointed to the tactical map.

That was the place Taylor had said he wanted to be stationed at, a nice cave that had now been marked as a no-threat zone.

This mark is very special. It does not mean that the Empire is sure that there are no enemies there, but that the powerful firepower has turned this place into a plain, making it lose its original effect.

Taylor said gloomily. "You guys blew this up?"

Tychus explained. "A large group of Genestealers dug a burrow there, intending to launch a raid through it. If you hadn't told us, this place would probably have fallen by now."

At this moment, most people once again cast approving glances at Taylor, and Taylor could only make his signature expression and curse in his heart.

Fortunately, I didn’t go...

He secretly congratulated himself for surviving the disaster, but most people were still discussing how to break through those damn things.

Taylor immediately realized that something catastrophic was about to happen, and he subconsciously ran out stealthily. However, before he could even step out of the area, a vague and disgusting voice came from his communicator.

"It's been a while, and I need an ally. A ridiculous ally."

This sentence made most people look at Taylor, especially the disgusting tone that made them think of Chaos in an instant.

Taylor was even more familiar with the situation. He couldn't believe it and said, "Dragan, when did you hack into my radio?"

(End of this chapter)