From Terra to Terra, the Star Emperor's Holiday

"Another battle?"

The sound array vibrated, and the Carcharodon Contemptor Dreadnought that awakened with the ceremony subconsciously grabbed at the side. He had been serving for a long time and had been in the Dreadnought for a long time, but every time he woke up, he wanted to give the technical sergeant who put him into the Dreadnought a good beating, even if he was no longer himself.

However, this technical sergeant obviously understood the thoughts of the Fearless Elders. He fled far away the moment after the awakening ceremony was completed, leaving the Fearless's power claws empty-handed.

"Yes, Elder, another battle is about to begin, and the Chapter needs your strength."

The Dreadnought is a special mecha given by the Human Empire to Astartes whose bodies were damaged in battle. It has powerful firepower and terrifying combat power. It represents both glory and torture.

In order to save their energy, an Astartes who enters a Dreadnought will often fall into a deep sleep on their own initiative, fighting with their eyes open and ending the cycle with their eyes closed, until they are destroyed in a battle where they have given their all, and only then can they receive the favor of the Emperor and be considered to have completed their mission.

“…Well, let’s fight…”

The power reactor roared, and the raw gray-painted Dreadnought mecha stood up straight. Through the observation window, the Dreadnought elder, who had been sleeping for an unknown period of time, saw the regiment boys blocking the hatch and looking inside, and a feeling of doubt came over him.

“…Who are you?”

The fearless elder knows his own affairs.

The Carcharhinus Legion has always been outside the borders of the Empire, and the legion's equipment supply has always been a big problem. Some recruits can only wear tattered puzzle-piece Mark V power armor. Now, the group of Space Marines at the door wearing shiny new Mark VII power armor almost dazzled the Fearless Elder's eyes.

"Usulu, something terrible has happened! The elders don't recognize us!"

The words of the Fearless Elder made all the Sharks look terrified. The Astartes in the Fearless Mech had been in a dormant state for a long time, and there might be some problems with their memory, but it was too fatal that they simply didn't recognize people. They immediately shouted the technical sergeant's name, wanting to get his help.

"What are you yelling about? I'm just... curious. Could it be that our group has made a fortune?"

Although the Dreadnought was huge, it was not clumsy at all. After recovering from hibernation, the elder Dreadnought sprinted forward and grabbed a Space Marine in his power claws, repeatedly weighing and examining the new power armor on his body.

"Elder, elder! Put me down."

Being held in someone's hand and watched was a bit too embarrassing. The Space Marine would rather be pressed to the ground and rubbed by an elder who was furious because of waking up than be treated like this.

Fortunately, the Fearless Elder also understood the situation and took the opportunity to suppress the technical sergeant who came to check on the situation. His voice, slightly distorted by the sound array, said boldly:

"Aren't we supposed to be fighting? Why are you all standing here?"

"Yes, yes, the airborne operation will begin immediately, Elder, the Thunder Eagle is ready!"

The Thunderhawks and airdrop capsules are ready, and all kinds of vehicles are on standby. Once the combat barge enters low-Earth orbit, they will attack immediately.

However, in order to avoid being entangled by the Ork fleet, the remaining Imperial Navy and Space Marine battle barges need to make a large circle, using the visual blind spots created by planets and stars to create an isolation zone by launching torpedoes, creating an opportunity to quickly enter the low-Earth orbit of the fortress world.

Everything went according to plan. After circling to the blind spot, the naval fleet sprinted with full power and began to continuously release torpedoes.

Overall, the plan was half successful. The Imperial Navy successfully covered the Space Marines' battle barges and reached the back of the planet, avoiding the edge of the Ork fleet. The light spear array on the belly of the ship began to sweep the ground, reducing the pressure on the ground defense forces while clearing the airborne area for the interstellar battle.

But the Orc warships were not blocked by the scattered torpedo belts as the naval commander had expected. The Orcs, who were keen on waaagh and even more waaagh, maneuvered their patched and dilapidated warships and rushed directly towards the Imperial Navy fleet under the bombardment of torpedoes.

Continuous explosions lit up in the Orc fleet, but as long as the engines did not stop and the bridges did not collapse, the green-skinned Orc warships could continue to move forward at full speed. Even after some useless outer armor was blown off by torpedoes, the speed of some warships was significantly improved, which was really absurd.

"Starboard weapon array preheating, torpedoes, two batches, launch!"

The Human Empire does not have the ability to transport large vehicles, so those vehicles that cannot be airdropped need to rely on Thunderhawk transport aircraft for transportation.

The Ork warships' sudden advance without fear of casualties greatly compressed the Space Marines' airborne operation time, resulting in the Thunder Eagles completing only two batches of transport operations before being forced to be trapped on the ground as the fleet began to move.

But even if they evacuated low-Earth orbit in advance, the violently accelerating Ork warships had already approached the Imperial Navy, and the naval commander was forced to start issuing orders, asking the fleet to begin preparing for engagement.

Another wave of torpedoes was ejected from the launch port. The shield of the orc warship in the front was already shaky due to the strong impact on the torpedo blocking belt. After being bombarded by another round of torpedoes, the shield module exploded and stopped working, and a big hole was blown in the warship itself.

Without the protection of shields and external armor, the second batch of torpedoes penetrated directly into the depths of the Orc warship. The continuous explosions distorted the warship's already unreliable metal structure. The Orc warship only had time to release a wave of torpedoes loaded with green boys before it broke into two pieces in the explosion.

Even though two waves of torpedoes successfully destroyed the pursuing Orc warships, the naval commander's face remained solemn, because in the moment when the warships' power was weakened due to the weapons firing, more and larger Orc warships had already caught up.

Continuing to evacuate at this time would undoubtedly only result in the engines being exposed and becoming sitting ducks. The naval commander could only turn the fleet around, deploy its battle formation, and face the enemy with the right side that had already been warmed up, intending to fight a desperate battle.

"Restart the void shield and open fire when you reach the maximum distance to minimize the number of the alien fleet. For the Emperor!!!"

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Chapter 332 Fierce Battle

The heat of the light spear cut through the deep space, and the roar of the macro cannon shook the world.

The green-skinned Orc warships suffered a severe blow when they approached the maximum range of the Imperial Navy fleet. The light spears burned holes in the Orc warships one after another, and the macro cannons continued to explode on the armor and structures of the Orc warships, blowing off countless fragments and parts.

The Ork warships were also fighting back, but the void shields widely used by the human empire's warships were an ancient technology that could offset the attacks encountered and transfer them into the subspace before being overloaded by powerful attacks or continuous attacks. It could be said to be a limited invincible shield against long-range attacks.

However, as more Orc warships arrived, those larger Orc warships also had large shield arrays that the green-skinned Orcs had come up with on a whim. Although these array shields would generate high temperatures and poisonous smoke, and the leaked energy would vaporize the approaching Orc boys, in terms of their strength, they were comparable to the Void Shields of the Human Empire.

As a result, the battle between the two fleets turned into a line-to-line bombardment with each other's shields. If the warships with overloaded shields did not have time to maneuver and evade, they would be blown to pieces by various high-energy and high-explosive weapons.

Because the Imperial Navy was outnumbered, the orcs, who were gradually gaining the initiative, could no longer contain their bellicosity and began to tentatively initiate boarding.

The green guys riding the boarding torpedoes laughed and rushed towards the Imperial battleship whose shield was overloaded and whose engine was paralyzed. Although the close defense firepower of the surrounding battleships helped to intercept some of them, in order to avoid accidental injuries, some boarding torpedoes still broke through the damaged armor layer and smashed into the interior of the battleship.

However, inside the paralyzed warship, the battle-hardened Imperial Navy and garrison troops had already set up bunkers and artillery positions at various key intersections. The few green-skinned orcs who had just emerged from the boarding torpedoes were mowed to pieces by the barrage of heavy sawing guns before they could even roar with joy.

“The situation is not optimistic.”

The double-linked molten metal on his right arm switched to diffusion mode, and a scorching hot molten wave gushed out. The fearless elder fired a simple molten shot, successfully blowing the green-skinned guys in front of him into pieces.

After dealing with the green-skinned boy in front of him, the fearless elder looked at the blackened sky. The navy fleet continued to fight with the orc warships above the planet, but the numerical disadvantage inevitably made the battle more difficult, and the living space was gradually being compressed.

"Elder! Be careful!"

A Sharknado Space Marine armed with heavy bolters suddenly opened fire fiercely, alerting the Fearless Elders below who were responsible for blocking the gap.

Along with the sounds of energy weapons and explosive weapons, another group of greenskins jumped out from behind the collapsed outer wall of the fortress.

A Gorkham King Kong driven by the orc boss rushed towards the breach in the wall. The Terrorstorm Launcher in its left hand sprayed out and turned the shelters on the wall into a hornet's nest. The Astra Militarum who could not dodge in time were directly blown into pieces.

Behind King Kong, a large number of killing canisters and crushing mechas charged forward in a group, instantly tearing apart the already unreliable defense line.

If it were just killing tanks and crushing mechas, it would be fine. The anti-armor forces at the disposal of the Space Marines could easily resolve this wave of attacks.

But with the addition of a Titan that rivals the Imperial Titan and the Marauder Titan, things become complicated.

The Astra Militarum stationed in the Velo system is well-equipped, so there are several complete heavy armored combat squads within its organization.

As long as someone slows down the speed of the Gokkar, a super-heavy tank like the Emperor's Blade, which has a super-heavy orbital accelerator as its main gun, can easily paralyze or even destroy the Gokkar with just one or two salvos.

But the problem is, how can a fifteen-meter-tall metal monster be slowed down and stopped?

Due to the poor performance of the Border Forge World, there is no standing Titan Legion in the Edge Expansion Area. It is completely unknown whether it can wait for support from the Titan Companies in other main star zones.

"Provide anti-vehicle fire support, and have the poison blade tanks in the rear prepare..."

The voice of the Fearless Elder was heard from the sound array, and the surrounding man-eating sharks had a bad premonition in their hearts.

"...I'm going to stop this alien creation!"

"Elder! No!"

Every Fearless Elder is a precious 'treasure' of the Chapter. They have lived long and are familiar with the Chapter's history. Even if a Chapter is completely destroyed, as long as the Elders are still there and the gene seed reserves are still there, the Elders can rely on their long experience to reshape the soul of a Chapter.

So in many cases, the Chapter Master of a Chapter would rather lose a company than let the Fearless Elders take risks.

But according to the Dreadnought elders, they were all considered to have died once, but the Emperor believed that they had not yet completed their mission, so they were sent back to continue serving in the Dreadnought mechas.

They will not seek relief by committing suicide, but they will not fear challenges and cherish their lives.

For this fearless elder of the Carcharodon Regiment, he just felt that it was his turn to take charge at this moment, so he did not hesitate!

The 6-meter-tall Despiser fearlessly confronted the 15-meter-tall Gogo King Kong.

Relying on the higher maneuverability of the Dreadnought, the Elder Dreadnought quickly circled around the Gorkua, while retracting the twin melta cannons on his right arm and continuously attacking what he thought were weak points.

"Protect the elders!"

The Carcharhinus has more melta weapons, and its anti-load and clearing capabilities are more prominent.

Relying on the defensive power of the new power armor, many sharks directly leaned out of the cover and opened fire in order to protect the fearless elder, just to destroy more alien vehicles in a short period of time and clear space for the elder to move and dodge.

A Dreadnought is still a Dreadnought after all, and it cannot be as flexible as a Space Marine.

Although the Fearless Elder had relied on his long experience in the battlefield to plan the best route possible, the load brought by the high-speed movement eventually exceeded the upper limit of the Fearless Mech's tolerance, and the dodging posture inevitably stalled.

And because of this lag, a killing jar controlled by a fart spirit happened to block the Fearless Elder's path.

Although the killing jar was immediately torn into pieces by the Contemptor Dove's power claws that were constantly leaping with electric light, the furious Gorkua also turned around and aimed the huge grenade launcher at the Fearless Elder.

Knowing that he could not dodge, the Fearless Elder deactivated the constantly flashing decomposition force field on his left power claw, creating more redundancy for the plasma shield generator of the Fearless mecha itself.

The molten heat that had been accumulated in his right arm burst out, and at the same time as the rain of explosives fell like a storm, the Fearless Elder also disrupted one of Gogo King Kong's actions.

boom!

Boom boom! !

"Senior citizens!!!"

The Space Marines of the Carcharodon Regiment let out a mournful cry, but the Emperor's Baneblade Armored Team in the rear did not waste this opportunity. The three Baneblade main guns fired at the same time, and the smoke and dust from the explosion engulfed the Gorkko and the Fearless Elder.

"For the Elders..."

Tiberus, who arrived late, had bloodshot eyes, and the power claws on both hands popped out, and he jumped directly into the cluster of remaining killing tanks and crushing mechas.

In a flash, the legendary warrior tore apart several crushing mechas, pulled out the green-skinned orcs inside, and cut them into pieces.

"...Senior citizens..."

When the smoke from the explosion cleared, King Kong was hit directly by heavy artillery. The shield overload caused by the secondary explosion and the impact of the artillery shells had shattered the majestic large armor into a pile of wreckage.

The shark warrior looked at the tragic scene in front of him, and his voice couldn't help but be choked with sobs.

"Why are you howling? I'm not dead yet!"

A burst of heat blew away half of the wreckage of the Gorkkom, and the Contemptor Fearless was half lying under the crater, looking horrible.

After all, the plasma shield is a shield specialized for energy attacks. Although it can also deflect and block physical weapons, the effect cannot be said to be very good.

Facing Gorkko's storm launcher, the plasma shield only lasted for a very short time before it overloaded and went out.

The bombs poured down like rain, turning the sturdy armor of the Dreadnought into a hornet's nest. Its two walking legs and left arm were also torn to pieces. Only the melta cannon with one firing port extinguished could be barely used.

"Elder, we will evacuate you now."

"Bullshit! The shield generator will restart immediately. I can still fight!"

The voice of the Fearless Elder was a little weak, and the explosive bomb also destroyed the sound array on the Fearless Mech.

However, the fearless elder was still in high spirits, and the life support system and the tank carrying the elder were fortunately not attacked.