Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 172: Breakthrough
At this moment, the surface of this Iron Warrior warship was covered with Thunder Fighters, Blood Angel Fighters, and Thunder Eagle Gunships speeding by.

Thunder fighters and Blood Angel fighters occasionally flew low over the ship, launching several missiles from their bomb bays to blast the anti-aircraft weapons that had not yet been completely cleared from the surface into fragments.

The Thunderhawk gunboats, fully loaded with Astartes, landed at the gaps created by the blasting of thermal torpedoes.

It's a foregone conclusion that the Iron Warrior, the Capel, a Luna-class cruiser, will be captured. The only question is how long it will take!

Meanwhile, inside the command room, Klepach watched this scene and swept the objects on the command table next to him to the ground.

Even the holographic projections of signals from various parts of the warship that appeared above the table flickered under this strike.

He knew they couldn't escape now. Although his brothers were doing their utmost to hold them off in the engine room, they were trapped in the territory of the puppet emperor's lackeys. The reinforcements kept coming, and they could only be bogged down in a pointless war of attrition.

And their Iron Warriors... Thinking of this, Klepatch turned his head and glanced at the Iron Warriors who were waiting in the back.

I couldn't help but sigh. These Iron Warriors are a bunch of civil engineering guys!

"Clad in steel armor, with hearts of iron!" Klepach silently recited their legion's oath, picked up the power sword hanging at his waist, and put on his custom-designed power helmet.

As a war blacksmith, his skills were beyond question. His power armor was heavily armed with a twin-barreled heavy bolter mounted on its back.

For this mission, he did not wear the Tyrant-type Siege Terminator armor, as it was too inconvenient; instead, he wore the standard Astartes Mark IV Extreme Power Armor.

This power armor, modified by Iron Warrior, features hydraulic reinforcement devices at many joints, making it ideal for high-intensity, long-duration combat.

Just like the war of attrition we're seeing now!

"Want to capture us alive? Then let's see if your teeth are as hard as steel!" Klepatch turned and walked out of the cabin, carrying his power sword.

The Iron Warriors followed closely behind. Klepatch already knew that the special group of Astartes had left the battlefield and gone into space, preparing to come from space and head straight for his command center.

After all, all the anti-aircraft weapon arrays on the surface of the warship had been destroyed.

The mortals and members of the Dark Mechanicus behind them continued their work in silence.

"The warship's armor is too thick. When we get back, we'll have to improve the individual boarding and armor-piercing capabilities. Otherwise, we'll always be relying on thermal torpedoes to clear the way! It's really unbearable," Tie Hui said, turning around and looking at the several thermal torpedoes that sped past them.

To be honest, many things that seem impressive in theory can only be understood after going through basic practical application, and you'll find out what's missing.

Practice truly is the sole criterion for testing truth!

For example, after they equipped themselves with nanocores, they made significant progress in close combat and survival.

But just considering boarding...

It's not as easy as a boarding torpedo!
A technical sergeant then documented the problem and passed it on to the great sage Eurymils. "When we find the next world, we'll solve this problem!"
If an ordinary person were to sneak a peek, they would see that the tablet in the sergeant's hand was filled with a dense list of items and documents.

These are all the problems and shortcomings that the nanocore encountered during the recent battle.

Practice, summarize, research, solve!

These are words spoken by the Emperor!
A boarding torpedo slammed into the side of the church of the Gothic warship.

A group of shark cans leaped out of the can, their chainsaws and axes roaring as they chopped the mutated mortals who charged at them into pieces, turning the surrounding walls and floors into puddles of blood in just a few seconds.

They were the trailblazers, paving the way for the Astartes to land. Frankly, they were frustrated.

Those are all good stuff!

It can even travel in space, and can also conduct individual combat and boarding maneuvers in space.

This means that those brothers no longer need the so-called boarding torpedoes and Thunderhawk gunboats. They won't even need empty cargo holds for future airdrops.

Most notably, my own brothers returned and their first words were, "I saw the Emperor himself!"

Or he might pull out a handful of explosives from his robes and throw them onto the table. Then, he would sit imposingly on a stool and declare, "These have all been blessed by the Emperor!"

That fanatical expression left no room for doubt, and most importantly, the bomb truly exuded a faint imperial aura.

This made them even more dramatic; they should have rushed to go instead!

What frustrated them even more was that the guy activated the nanocore directly. The cool look of the nanoarmor surrounding the power armor made the sharks drool with envy.

Although they tend to be more pragmatic, things that look good are always appealing.

They are Astartes, not Astartes monks!

"The landing point has been opened!" An Astartes, wielding a bomb gun in both hands, shredded several mortals who rushed up into pieces before immediately crouching down behind a dilapidated bunker and reporting via communications.

Upon hearing this news, the group, who had been waiting in space for a long time, suddenly accelerated towards the marked target location using their rear engines.

Puff-whoosh—

Wielding the Mk.IIIa "Heretical" type Astartes, he unleashed a long fire dragon that instantly incinerated the enemies charging towards him into ashes.

Time is of the essence, so we can only temporarily deploy the Mk.IIIa "Heretical" flamethrower. However, it's sufficient to deal with some gene-stealers!
Their boarding location wasn't far from the Iron Warriors' command center. It was just a matter of walking through two corridors and four compartments to get there.

The distance shown on the display is only about 300 meters, which is something that Astartes could reach with a simple charge.

However, they are now stopped at the landing point. Although most of them are ordinary people, their numbers are numerous.

Moreover, these mortals have even begun to exhibit some chaotic corruption due to the influence of the Iron Warriors.

They went so far as to modify parts of their own limbs into machines. This greatly enhanced their strength, causing the Shark Canned Foods to be delayed for some time when facing a large number of these cyborg soldiers.

Boom——

A crashing sound rang out behind them, and the sharks, who were bravely fighting their enemies, turned around in confusion. From the dust and smoke, they saw a strange Astartes appear before them, its head adorned with shark skull armor and its arms spewing forth sharp blades.

The group was stunned for a moment!
That entrance was undeniably cool!

The Astartes looked up at the mortals still charging forward. His crimson eyes flashed suddenly, and the engine on his back accelerated, propelling him forward with a powerful thrust.

He didn't even draw his combat dagger; instead, a series of shark teeth suddenly broke off from the gaping maw on his helmet, arcing towards the mortal rebels with a blue glow.

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(End of this chapter)