Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

Dense numbers of warships poured into the area, and the mixed forces of the Sons of Horus and the Iron Warriors tried their best to capture the Twin Gates as quickly as possible and establish a sufficiently solid bridgehead on the two planets.

Horus Eichmand the Younger and Perturabo have both issued strict war orders, to seize this victory at all costs.

Especially the traitors of the Iron Warriors, who launched a fierce attack on the Star Fortress protecting the Gate of the Underworld and the Gate of Paradise as if they were injected with chicken blood.

The new and old grudges against the Imperial Fists filled their hearts with rage.

The Iron Warriors demonstrated their proud siege capabilities, using the battleships' fire suppression to break through the star fortress's void shield defenses, and then boarded and assaulted into these war fortresses.

Saduran was one of the Iron Warriors responsible for the assault and destruction of the Cerberus satellite fortress. He was also one of the few veterans who had served in the legion for more than years.

Many of the combat brothers who followed him to carry out missions were the newly-formed Rapid Recruitment Army.

These recruits, who had undergone rapid surgical transformation and had their gene-seed implanted, had no time to learn how to fight.

They were given weapons and equipment salvaged from the bodies of those who died in battle, and were forcibly instilled with some basic combat skills through brainwashing and hypnosis training using drugs.

Afterwards, they were sent to the battlefield led by a few "veterans".

Since the Iron Warriors' gene seeds have an excellent match, basically anyone can be transformed, which allows Perturabo to have an endless supply of new recruits to spend.

Saduran and his team struggled to enter the satellite fortress beneath their feet. Two Iron Warriors died in the boarding operation, and they were smashed into meat paste by the high-speed drifting space debris.

Shortly after they entered, the ceiling above the blast-proof door that was opened by the melta bomb suddenly cracked open, revealing a rotor cannon. These deadly weapons capable of firing super-large-caliber bombs took the life of the Iron Warrior who rushed in front of him.

Most of the power armors of those recruits were recycled from the dead in battle, and a small part was sponsored by the Dark Mechanicus and Vashtor. It can be said that their equipment is the worst.

The recruit was blown to pieces by the surging artillery shells, and the ceramic steel power armor was torn apart as easily as a piece of paper, and the flesh and blood underneath turned into ashes.

Saduran immediately organized a wave of firepower and completely destroyed the hidden automatic weapons that suddenly appeared.

He stepped on the corpses of the recruits expressionlessly and continued to move forward. They needed to find the energy reactor of the satellite fortress and completely overload the damn thing.

When they dealt with the secret sentry and felt a little relieved, the decorative bronze statue behind them suddenly cracked, and a fully armed automatic soldier emerged from it.

Before the Iron Warriors could react, the plasma weapons in the hands of the automatic soldiers had already released a series of destructive beams with temperatures comparable to the sun.

The bodies of the three Iron Warriors were directly evaporated. Their shallow implanted combat experience could not be converted into actual combat power, so they died.

Saduran flexibly found cover and destroyed the camouflaged mecha with a melta weapon.

Compared with weapons like grenade launchers or plasma weapons, melta weapons are more useful. All beings are equal in front of this kind of powerful weapon used at ultra-close range.

The defense system designed by the Imperial Fists was too exhausting. Saduran even worried whether he could reach the final destination or be wiped out before that.

His heart was numb, towards those recruits who were like cannon fodder, or towards himself.

Anyway, their lives are just a string of numbers, and neither the Warmaster nor the Primarch will make the slightest comment on this.

The metal ground beneath his feet vibrated violently. Saduran didn't know whether it was the sound of the Legion's bombers attacking the fortress, or a signal that other teams inside the fortress had succeeded.

Too many people were dropped here, most of them were mortal troops, whose status was even lower than that of the Iron Warriors recruits who were used as cannon fodder.

Three hundred thousand? Four hundred thousand? Or five hundred thousand?

Anyway, at the cost of this blood, they are finally getting closer to their ultimate goal.

Saduran quickly and efficiently dealt with the Mechanicus automated soldiers that emerged from the corners, as well as the fighter servants that were injected with large amounts of potions.

Perhaps the Iron Warriors recruits are powerless against the Astartes from other legions, but it is still easy to kill these brainless guys.

After sacrificing a few more bodies, they saw the dawn of victory.

Another blast-proof door was blown open, and the Iron Warriors were surprised to find that the melta bombs they carried might not be enough. The damn Son of Dorn built too many blast-proof doors, and he could no longer remember which door he had opened.

The fortress's trembling became more and more obvious. Its fall was inevitable, and no one could save it and its sisters.

The Iron Warriors will triumph over the Imperial Fists this time.

"Come on, come on, let me see what it is this time?"

Saduran suddenly felt like he was trapped in an endless loop. Every time they blew open a door, a new enemy would jump out and deal a fatal blow.

Finally, this time the enemy appeared in front of the Iron Warriors.

Unlike the previous stupid and crude automatic robots, what appeared before his eyes now were several hateful iron men with silver-white arcs of light and covered with lethal weapons.

They all turned their eyes to Saduran, and almost instantly, the deadly beam weapon carried by the Iron Man released a ghostly green ray.

The last few recruits who followed Saduran seemed to be blown away by the wind and turned into flying ashes and disappeared without a trace.

Only Saduran's experience and intuition saved his life, and the Iron Warrior escaped the first round of fatal attacks, but his luck ended there.

Iron Man's reaction speed is faster than Astartes', and the calibrated Gauss Ray will no longer miss the target.

The Iron Warrior veteran who had survived for more than a year collapsed powerlessly on the ground. He knelt on the ground, and his body began to disintegrate starting from the power backpack.

His body became lighter and lighter, whether it was hard ceramic steel or refined gold, or flesh and bones, they all disappeared equally. The pain didn't even have time to be transmitted to the brain, and he died completely.

The iron man who killed Saduran had exactly the same face as Adam's original body. This was one of his clones.

"In fact, the Iron Warriors don't need to look for the energy reactor. Once enough of them enter the satellite fortress, I will naturally detonate it."

The right hand of Adam's clone kept changing, and an extremely thin data probe pierced into the network channel of the fortress.

He used his computing power to easily take over the main control system of the star fortress, and then opened all the explosion-proof doors to allow the enemy to enter more easily.

Through the complex monitoring systems and neutrino scanners, Adam saw the traitors swarming in and destroying the fortress one after another.

He chuckled, then completely overloaded the reactor and stuffed a few singularity generators into it to increase its destructive power.

At various key structural nodes of the star fortress, explosions began. According to Adam's calculations, those explosions could just destroy the overall structure and achieve the maximum effect with the minimum variables.

The reactor reached its limit, and the surging power contained was released in a disordered form in an instant.

The overloaded reactors, the released singularity bombs, the explosives and plasma weapons in the large ammunition depots all released huge amounts of energy in complex reactions.

Those invaders inside the fortress were happy because they were evaporated before they even had time to react.

The aftermath of the satellite fortress explosion spread into space, and the warships of the Sons of Horus and the Iron Warriors that approached in disorder were in great misfortune.

Their previous advance at all costs in order to gain the upper hand has now become a death warrant. In front of a self-destructing star fortress, even the battleship's void shield is fragile.

Compared with live ammunition weapons, void shields are more targeted at energy weapons such as light spears. It takes more energy to transfer live ammunition weapons and is more likely to cause reactor overload.

More than three hundred warships were destroyed by the exploded star fortress, and most of them had their hull structures smashed by the satellite wreckage.

All the crew members inside were killed, and a small number were completely paralyzed by the strong electromagnetic pulse. After losing power, they collided violently in the wreckage of the battleship like bumper cars.

Under Adam's precise control, Charon and Strom were buried together, and the Gemini Gate floating in orbit was turned into a ball of fire in front of the rebels' bloodshot eyes.

Explosions, explosions everywhere, the surging energy created more chain reactions, turning the entire space battlefield into a graveyard of debris.

The gate to Hades was destroyed, but the real door to the underworld slowly opened at this moment.

Chapter 598: Adam, the Social Master

"Mission accomplished."

"All targets will be detonated and destroyed at the best locations to cause the greatest possible damage to the rebel fleet."

Adam felt his different clones being completely destroyed and annihilated by the out-of-control plasma reactor, but before that he had already uploaded those different consciousnesses to the terminal, so losing some clones was not a big problem for him.

As for the Iron Men who followed him on the mission, their data and simple consciousness were also taken away by Adam, and what was destroyed in the explosion were only some metal bodies that could be replicated in large quantities.

His logic matrix is ​​quickly analyzing the execution of the plan based on the information and data transmitted back, and reviewing those areas where things were not done well.

“Being good at summarizing is a precious quality. Progress comes from repeated corrections and summaries. Nothing is perfect, because perfection itself is imperfect.”

The Iron Man leader recalled the advice given to him by teachers such as Lion's Johnson and Sanguinius. He really took it to heart and learned to put it to good use.

"Chaos and death have completely descended on Pluto. The enemy has gained nothing. The Gemini Gates have turned into space junk, and even the orbital systems and star fortresses have become their graves."

Adam's figure disappeared on the surface of Pluto. He found Sigismund's location on the evacuating transport ship, directly started the power system, and landed near the target like a missile.

His body slowly squirmed, penetrating through the thick armor of the transport ship, and after entering the cabin, it reassembled into its original appearance.

"We meet again, Sigismund."

The blood-soaked black knight suddenly raised his head and saw the figure of the iron man who called himself Adam.

"Where are your kind? They are still on the surface of Pluto."

Sigismund already knew the news that the Twin Gates had been detonated, and he looked at the iron man in front of him with a complicated expression.

Although they were reluctant to admit it, if the Imperial Fists were asked to carry out this mission, it might not be so smooth and fast.

"Iron Man is not afraid of the destruction of his physical body. As long as the data can be uploaded back to the terminal, he only needs another body to be resurrected." Adam explained with a smile.

Sigismund couldn't help but tighten the hilt of the sword in his hand. He was thinking about what method he should use to effectively fight against such an enemy.

Perhaps only by destroying the "terminal" as the other party calls it can these terrible guys be completely killed.

"Don't be nervous, we are not the enemy, on the contrary, we are the protectors of humanity."

“I don’t think humans should be narrow carbon-based life. When this great race of humans leaves their home planet and heads into the universe, the definition of humans becomes more diverse.

My Creator told me that I could become human if I had a human heart."

"The difference between humans and aliens should not be simple genes, but should depend on culture and identity. After all, there are many humans who choose to surrender to the warp and become slaves of Chaos. Can these people still be considered human?"

Adam was able to see through Sigismund's inner thoughts through his keen analysis of micro-expressions. He was able to sense even the slightest emotional fluctuations of the other party.

This skill came from Chagatai Khan. The Chogoris Eagle did not teach him any advanced combat skills or war wisdom, but only told him how to use his "eyes" to observe the world.

The complexity of human psychological changes is even greater than the evolution of a black hole, at least the latter can be calculated.

Adam's advanced and somewhat heretical remarks made Sigismund somewhat silent. If it were in the past, if a mutant or alien had said such sophistry in front of him, they would have been greeted with the merciless power swords and bolters of the Imperial Fists.

But now, the person who said these words is an iron man, especially when humanity is in a life-and-death moment, even the most stubborn person will consider whether to refute the other party.

After all, the Iron Men are a powerful and visible force. They can even exert a force more powerful than the Astartes. At least in many aspects, the Space Marines' speed of mass production and cost-effectiveness are definitely not as good as those of the Iron Men.

Moreover, the boundary between sub-humans and alien mutants in the Empire is not absolutely clear. For example, the Ogryn ape-men who are extremely powerful but not very smart, and the Slytherin rat-men who are extremely short in stature but have excellent sniping skills, are all classified as sub-humans.

Many times, the simplest and most direct criterion for judgment is whether the other person's head is round and similar to that of humans. Those with obviously deformed heads and sharp horns are considered non-human species.

If that's the case, then wouldn't the Iron Man's head also be round? So the Iron Man is a special kind of sub-human?

The Empire rarely conducts genetic technology identification. After all, if any problems are found, it will be bad for everyone.

As the saying goes, the situation is stronger than people. The seemingly insurmountable "red line" can also be flexibly broken through in special periods.

"Okay, Adam." Sigismund thought for a moment. They were still on the battlefield where gunfire was raging. They had no time to discuss profound topics such as the definition and scope of human beings.