Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 220: Gang Jumping
"Charge it!" Tiberos roared into the communicator. He then threw the communicator aside and pulled down the locking latches on top, securing them to both sides of his power armor.

Beside him stood Tie Hui, who was already prepared and remained silent.

Tiberius didn't say anything, after all, their final result would be nothing more than these few dozen people traveling to another world.

As long as they follow Ironbey, they can succeed, even though as Astartes they have always believed in loyalty to the Emperor and have killed all the Chaos, aliens and rebels.

Everyone advocates for the soul to return to the golden throne, but they are essentially human beings. If they can avoid death, who would willingly embrace it?
After Tiberius secured the fasteners to his body, the clanging of armor and metal ceased, and the dozens of Astartes who had been waiting in rows, heads bowed in prayer, remained silent.

For a moment, the small space became extremely quiet and dull, even making Tie Hui feel a sense of irritation.

He took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, the sound coming out of the helmet's vent with a muffled thud that was particularly jarring in the quiet environment.

But this voice suddenly broke the somber atmosphere.

“By the Emperor, we can all live!” Tiberos had obviously also noticed Tie Hui’s actions beside him.

As for service years, Tiberos, who had served for far longer than Iron Glow, had also experienced this situation.

So he broke the silence and offered words of comfort to everyone.

"By the Emperor!"

The rest of the Astartes also whispered a prayer upon seeing this!
Will I survive?
do not know!
No one knew, after all, once you become Asta, no one knows whether an accident or tomorrow will come first.

Even if everyone knows that he and Tie Hui can travel to another world and survive at the crucial moment, they still need to make sure they can survive until then!

But it doesn't matter anymore, it's all for humanity, for the Emperor!

bang-

The sound of steel clashing rang out instantly, and the vibrations spread throughout all the Astartes' bodies.

Everyone gripped the handrails tightly with solemn expressions.

The next second, a surge of inertia followed, and then a feeling of weightlessness, almost like being thrown into the air, permeated the entire space.

Boom——

The loud crashes and explosions continued to penetrate the sturdy armor ahead and reach everyone's ears.

A sudden, powerful movement caused everyone to sway. This familiar sensation told them that their operation was about to begin!
The locking latches quickly released, swinging in the air like a swing, and all the Astartes rushed out of the opening.

Meanwhile, in space, the battle barge Seraphim, already battered and bruised, crashed violently into the middle of a cruiser corrupted by chaos.

The cruiser was smashed in half by the collision, and a subsequent barrage of torpedoes and shipboard weapons cleaved it in two, sending it tumbling and rolling away into the distance.

The ship's firepower was already badly damaged when the Seraphim charged into the Reflector's fleet, and the ship's firepower groups that could still fire launched a final salvo.

The Hongpao and Guanglao opened fire instantly at such close range, destroying several destroyers and severely damaging three heavy cruisers.

However, it was directly extinguished by the firepower of the Reflectors' Warband. The engine section was destroyed by several beams of light.
The already empty shipboard ammunition depot was pierced by several beams of light the instant the void ruptured.

Several cannon shells struck the bridge command post directly, shattering the ship's armor and turning the bridge, command room, and other important compartments into debris exposed in space.

Having already boarded the Reflector Warband flagship, all the members had were melee weapons that had lost their power.

Long-range weapons like explosives had long been carefully stored away in their armory due to ammunition shortages. Now, while they wanted to kill the enemy, they were powerless to resist.

The moment they stepped onto the flagship of the Reflector Warband, everyone began to conceal their presence, even though the chaotic machine spirits of the entire flagship were constantly monitoring their location.

But that doesn't matter!

Their goal was to destroy the warship; at worst, they would trade one ship for another, and then everyone would simply disappear underground!

Moreover, they were fortunate that, at the height of their power, the Thousand Sons Legion did not have many members, let alone those who had completely fallen into the hands of the Chaos God. Furthermore, their numbers had been drastically reduced after several battles.

Therefore, the number of members in the Thousand Sons Legion is not large now, especially after it split into various war gangs.

For example, the existing Reflectors faction only has about 300 Chaos Astartes.

However, even with this number, it already ranks among the top in terms of the number of members among all the Thousand Sons War Gangs in the subspace.

It's important to know that the Thousand Sons rely on psychic energy as their core; the number of people is not that important to them.

Some battle guilds even have only seven or eight members, yet they dare to call themselves battle guilds. But you shouldn't underestimate the formidable strength of these battle guilds.

Iron wielded his power sword, which had lost its disintegration field. With a single, powerful blow, he slammed the head of a lone Red-Letter Warrior into his power armor.

The ensuing change was that the entire power armor instantly crumbled as if it had lost its support structure, and began to decay rapidly over time.

Tie Hui didn't care and stepped on it, turning it into black ash, and continued to move quickly towards the engine compartment with the others.

Everyone knows that when facing the Thousand Sons, the former human Astartes legion, the moment any Thousand Son is killed, nearby Thousand Son wizards will immediately sense the psionic energy fluctuations caused by the instant these Thousand Son Astartes die.

This also means that the current movement of Tie Hui and his group has been discovered, and their approximate location has even been identified.

But so what?

What we need is for you to discover us. If you don't, our subsequent plans might not be able to proceed smoothly.

Meanwhile, Hathor, aboard the flagship, was using the flagship's Chaos Soul and the psionic network transmitted to him by the other wizards to sense the blurry figures and movements of Tie Hui and the others.

Furthermore, based on the visual intelligence transmitted back by the few dead Red Letter warriors, the enemy was extremely short of weapons and ammunition; even their power weapons had their disintegration field shut down, a rare occurrence.

Based on this alone, one can conclude that the opponent has extremely limited weapons, or even none at all.

After all, the situation where the power sword shuts down its disintegration field due to energy or some unknown reason is so vast that the number of forces that can be counted on one hand is extremely limited.

Each instance represents the dangerous environment the swordsman is in and the lack of supplies and ammunition.

In other words, everything is now extremely advantageous to them. Moreover, the great Lord of All Changes has just personally given him a divine decree.

He must capture these Astartes alive!

That's really amazing!
"Quack quack quack quack!" Hathor let out an extremely disgusting duck-like laugh, but it was not surprising, since the so-called Lord of All Changes whom he worshipped was nothing more than a bird.

Perhaps his ancestors really did have some unspeakable relationship with ducks, and he's now reversing that ancestry.

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(End of this chapter)