Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 243: Gang Jumping
"Hahahaha!" Tarasin burst into laughter upon hearing this, a gesture that gave Tie Hui the feeling of being transported back to the 2K era and facing ancient Chinese sages.

bass--

"Don't try to imitate me like this. You'll only end up looking like a dog!" Tie Hui drew his power sword and pointed it directly at Tarasin. He was now certain that this guy knew some of his secrets and identity.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be in this posture, and Taraxin probably already knows five or six layers of his own background.

"My lord, Iron Glory Sehua Octo, I have come here to invite you to tour my treasury and see my precious collection," Tarasin said earnestly, but those present could only sense that he had ulterior motives.

Tie Hui, in particular, looked extremely grim. The Galactic Thief Saint!
This name is renowned both in the past and in the present.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Taracin! I don’t think I can accept your invitation!” Tie Hui refused without thinking; he didn’t want to become a museum exhibit.

"Oh my god!" Tarasin said with a sad expression and a regretful tone, "That's such a pity, another thing is going to be damaged."

Lakhtu turned to the crew and asked, "Can we initiate subspace travel now?"

The mortal crew member immediately replied, "Sir, no, these alien warships have already sealed off the surrounding area, making it impossible to enter subspace travel mode!"

Yeebor: "What about the leap?"

"Stop thinking about it!" Tie Hui interrupted everyone's reverie as he watched the slowly dissipating projection. Of everyone present, he was the only one who truly understood the space undead.

The blackstone technology of the Necromancers can directly reinforce the barrier between the real universe and the warp. It can even instantly isolate all psykers in a new region from the warp, causing them to die instantly.

Especially the exorcising death zone they created,

"To catch the thief, you must first catch the king. Although Tarachin has many decoys, even if they are decoys, he still has to sit in the center and command." Tie Hui was quite familiar with the social structure of the space necromancers, and quickly explained the social structure of the space necromancers in the warship to everyone present.

After a series of analyses and discussions, the group finally set their sights on the 15-kilometer-long Tomb-class grave ship.

With the battle plan confirmed and issued, all the Astartes, the Silent Sisters, the Imperial Guard, and even ordinary people were mobilized.

Even members of the Mechanicus, after setting up their mechs with a basic autonomous action mode, followed the main force to the boarding point.

Even the logistics and cooking squads of the mortal troops were busy putting on their armor, grabbing their weapons, and heading towards the assembly point.

Now they must seize the opportunity to board Tarachin's Tomb-class crypt ship and destroy its core function, the "Resurrection Protocol for the Necromancers in Space".

These warships are giant vessels built from living metal, and their core functions are nodes for resurrection protocols and mobile platforms for intergalactic operations.

If they can destroy the resurrection protocol or even destroy the warship in one fell swoop, their chances of survival on the battlefield will greatly increase.

The plan was that simple and brutal, and their action was launched just minutes before the Necromancers were about to open fire.

Large numbers of space torpedoes, along with boarding torpedoes and some gunboats, were launched as the assault boats sped toward the only Tomb-class catacombs-ship.

More than 130 Astartes, two Guards, a dozen or so Silent Sisters, and a hastily assembled army of 18 mortals.

They launched a massive boarding maneuver directly at the Tomb-class catacombs-ships, while their own warships were left behind!

It would be better not to wait any longer. Let the remaining servants unleash a barrage of fire on the enemy warships, and then the mission of these three ships will be accomplished.

As for whether such behavior violates the Empire's tactical manual?

Then I can only tell you that there's nothing you can do about it. Your warships are surrounded; you can't fight them off, and you can't escape either.

Rather than hiding in the ship and waiting to die, they might as well board it together. And most importantly, these hundreds of thousands of ordinary people were directly assigned to the front lines, commanded by two Imperial Guards officers to serve as cannon fodder clearing the way. No wonder Tie Hui was ruthless!
As for what to do during the final evacuation?
Tie Hui said he had a solution!
As the landing began, after Tie Hui and his men successfully boarded the Tomb-class catacombs ship, half of the more than 100,000 mortal troops had already perished—a death so devastating that not even their bones could be spared.

Lahtu and Yebor, two imperial guards, took the lead and directly tore open the armor base of a shipborne weapon with their power halberds.

This area could be considered one of the weakest points in the entire warship's armor. As members of the Imperial Guard, they could easily tear it open.

Then, relying on the mortals' moth-to-a-flame advance, they successfully destroyed most of the attacking undead warriors and tomb raiders through melee combat.

Meanwhile, the mortal troops who had successfully infiltrated the enemy ship were using their numerical advantage to hold back the undead warriors who were preparing to reinforce them.

Large numbers of undead warriors and immortals poured into this place from all regions.

Fortunately, the Silent Sisters and Astartes had already arrived at the landing point.

With the Imperial Guard as their spearhead, the Astartes used armor-piercing rounds and melee weapons to engage in close combat with these undead warriors and immortals.

Meanwhile, inside the warship, Tarasin, seated high on his throne, watched as Tie Hui and his men rapidly approached his command center on the screen in his hand.

For a moment, an aura of anticipation emanated from him.

"Don't kill them, leave them alive," he ordered a royal guard standing nearby.

He didn't want such a perfect creation to be destroyed by his own hands; that would be such a waste.

He longed to see that perfect creation with his own eyes, and the thought of having it in his museum filled him with joy.

As soon as Tarasin gave the order, the Destroyers, Executioners, and Death Marks, who had been awakening and preparing to act, fell silent. They quickly gathered with their respective nobles and lords at the warship's command center to begin setting traps.

Meanwhile, Tie Hui and the others looked at the now empty corridor ahead with puzzlement, because they could feel that the aliens' interception of them this time was much weaker than the previous documents recorded.

Especially Tie Hui, some of the heavy and elite units that he remembered as belonging to the Space Necromancers were not deployed at all.

This made him certain that Tarachin, that bastard, was somewhere waiting for him to give them a good beating.

"Everyone!" he shouted through the communication channel, "If things become hopeless, gather around me. I will... don... use the power of the Emperor to get us out of danger!"

My initial thought was to say I'd take them on a journey through the world. But then I remembered the Silent Sisters of the Imperial Guard and the Polar Warriors were present. To avoid disrupting their current battle focus, I had to change my approach and emphasize using the Emperor's power!
Tiberius and the others naturally knew what was being said. They didn't make any unnecessary movements; they simply exchanged glances and confirmed their tactics for dealing with this situation, which they had practiced countless times.

The Imperial Guard, the Ultra Warriors, and the Silent Sisters were somewhat puzzled: the Emperor's power!

Could it be that we're just taking their physical bodies with us and traveling through time?

This is somewhat unbelievable, considering that even without the mortals accompanying them, their numbers already exceed 150.

The power of this emperor's ability to traverse through the void has never been recorded before!

Lakhtu, Yebor, and Kira, along with Carol Griffith, though confused, nodded in agreement.

Thus, the group reached a preliminary agreement: with Iron Grey at the center, Sister Silent Shark Astartes would circle around to protect him, while the Imperial Guard would charge forward from the outer perimeter.

The motor enthusiasts stood guard around the area, as the approaching mortal army began to arrive one after another, acting as both sentinels and cannon fodder.

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(End of this chapter)