Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

"I see, thank you for telling me all this."

"To be honest, you should go brush up on your Warhammer knowledge," the admiral said.

"It's one thing to not recognize Eldar warships, but to not even know about the greens' WAAAGH field, how can one be a good captain?"

Anyone who pays even a little attention to anime and manga knows a bit about these green-skinned devils.

"I'll catch up on my knowledge when I have time," Da Hai said, adopting a humble and receptive expression.

He then turned to look at the other parts of the bridge and gave orders to the officers.

"The time has come for the Emperor and the people to test us. Be prepared to face the enemy."

"At all costs, we must stop the enemy and buy time for the people to evacuate."

"Are you really a ship captain?" The admiral stroked his chin, gazing at the sea. "Why do you sound so official?!"

"I learned it subconsciously from watching too many TV dramas and movies."

Da Hai casually made up an excuse to brush it off.

He then continued to direct the battle.

He ignored the admiral who was curious about his identity.

The human empire and the green-skinned orc fleets soon clashed in a fierce battle in the vast void.

Both sides fired indiscriminately at each other.

The warships were locked in a fierce struggle, locked in a close combat.

Space is filled with straight lines of lasers.

The torpedo's parabolic trajectory and the numerous debris left by the explosion.

The green-skinned orcs' tactics were very simple and brutal.

The bloated warships stubbornly charged forward, braving the Empire's cannon fire.

When they got close enough, the orc lads lit up their crudely made jetpacks and began their boarding maneuver.

The Void Wars have turned into a complete mess.

Both sides had boarding personnel on their warships, and the battle raged fiercely.

…………

Inside a huge green-skinned warship.

The orc boys are working hard and busy.

They crammed the enormous shells into the macro cannon.

Then, with a loud boom, it was launched towards the Empire's warship.

Hitting the target is something Mao Erge needs to worry about; they only need to aim and fire.

Once the small warship gets close enough, the waiting boarding boys will roar and ignite their red-painted jetpacks.

Of course, their methods of boarding weren't limited to just carrying backpacks.

They would also stuff farts or boys into cannons and blast them away.

boom!

An accident occurred with a cannon; the boy who had been shoved inside didn't fly out but was instead blown to pieces.

After the fart spirit cleaned up the debris, the orc chieftain shouted again.

"next."

A gleeful boy ran out and jumped into the cannon barrel.

They were completely oblivious to the fact that an unlucky guy had just been killed in the explosion.

With a bang, the boarding boy was launched.

It flew towards the empire's warships like a cannonball.

The boarding boys traced a graceful arc in the air before crashing heavily into the interior of the Imperial warship.

After they scrambled to their feet, dazed and confused, they picked up their rifles and began firing.

It doesn't matter if you miss, the most important thing is to keep shooting.

The players and Astartes who remained on the warships set up lines of defense to stop the orcs' advance.

Under their fierce firepower, many orc boys were torn to pieces.

But the other orc boys were even more excited.

No fool would refuse such a perfectly timed WAAAGH.

Meanwhile, on the bridge, the Great Master was trying his best to command the battle, but to little avail.

Those orc captains weren't going to listen to him obediently; they just wanted to charge forward like crazy.

"Get out of here, all of you get out of here."

The roaring lion fang pushed aside all the boys blocking its way and walked up to the Great Master.

"We have to go here."

"It's the biggest, and definitely the most WAAAGH."

Lion Fang extended his thick finger and pointed at the roaming harbor on the screen.

"The boss is right, this is the biggest, and it's definitely the most awesome."

The fart demon following behind Lion Tooth chuckled and shouted.

Lion Fang picked up the little brat and kicked him away like a football.

The fart demon slammed into the patched metal wall with a thud, letting out a painful yet comical scream.

"Boss, we'll be right there."

Even the Great Tech King drooled as he looked at the enormous roaming harbor.

If such a huge thing were equipped with a few thrusters, it would definitely be awesome.

If they sprayed the thrusters red, I wonder how fast they could go!

"WAAAGH!" Lion Fang shouted, "Kids, your boss is taking you to rob those bastards and find a fight while we're at it."

“WAAAGH”.

“WAAAGH”.

"Fighting, fighting over shrimp."

"We also need to beat up the canned shrimp."

The shooting boys and beast-dominant boys behind Lion Fang also shouted loudly.

…………

The defensive artillery of the Wandering Harbor opened fire at full speed.

The dense barrage of artillery fire created a deadly web, destroying many orc warships.

But such deaths did not frighten the green-skinned orcs.

They launched more landing craft towards the harbor.

At the same time, he also had the mechanic drive a huge and powerful warship directly into it.

This suicide attack successfully crippled the roaming port's defense system.

The green-skinned orcs successfully boarded the Wandering Harbor.

“WAAAGH”.

“WAAAGH”.

They roared excitedly.

They stormed into every street and every hall in droves.

Seek out opponents and loot that can make you WAAAAGH.

The commander was responsible for leading his men to stay at the port to buy time for the civilians and other friendly forces to evacuate.

When the green-skinned beast horde surged into the port, he ordered the firing to begin.

Dense barrages of bombs and lasers crisscrossed, forming a web of death that decimated hordes of orcs.

But the green-skinned orcs were fearless.

They also fired back at the Empire's lines.

Green-skinned orcs have a low hit rate, but their numbers are simply too great.

The bullets fired were like raindrops, covering the sky and numbering in the thousands.

The casualties on the Empire's side are also not to be underestimated.

After a fierce battle, the green-skinned orcs, despite heavy casualties, charged to the front lines of the Empire's defenses.

The Imperial garrison was forced into hand-to-hand combat with the Greenskins.

The green-skinned orcs kept charging forward, their sharp teeth bared and saliva flying from their roaring lips.

The warrior general wielded a two-handed greatsword and fought his way through the beast horde.

His sword pierced a head and severed the leg of another green-skinned orc.

Zheng!

A battle axe came crashing down, but it was blocked by the warrior commander.

Then, with a backhand stroke, he killed the massive orc.

The Warlord's killing skills became increasingly refined; he killed greenskins as easily as mowing grass.

But the number of enemies was countless; one batch was killed and another batch came, seemingly endless.

The players showed no fear; on the contrary, they were extremely excited.

Shouting and yelling, fighting fiercely, and refusing to retreat even in the face of death.

The green-skinned orcs once suspected that these guys were just kids in sheep's clothing.

Otherwise, why would they seem even more excited and enthusiastic than the others?

In the fierce battle, players fell one by one to the green-skinned waves.

In the end, only the commander was left on the front line.

He roared and fought incessantly.

The charging green-skinned orcs fell one after another, reduced to mangled limbs on the ground.

"Keep this canned shrimp for me!!"

The lion's teeth are so large that one hand can hold the head of a can of shrimp.

He carried a fallen player like a toy, pushed aside the orc lads, and walked toward the war commander who was fighting a bloody battle.

He also showed interest after seeing the War General kill so many orc boys all by himself.

This guy is definitely a very WAAAGH.

When the leader spoke, the orc boys all stepped back, leaving an open space.

Zhan Shuai watched as the massive Lion Fang walked into the open space, gripping his longsword tightly.

The orc chieftain was even larger than the guide.

Standing nearly four meters tall and clad in heavy armor, it exudes an overwhelming sense of intimidation.

"I'll be your opponent."

The warrior removed his helmet, revealing a resolute face, and pointed his sword at his opponent.

"I'd be delighted if you were willing to offer me your head."

P.S.: I'm sorry, I was supposed to update two chapters at 5 o'clock, but I have a terrible procrastination problem.