Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter :
Chapter 116 The Warrior Who Goes to Death
Calgar looked at the other party, and then looked at the intelligence director aside.
"Expand the scope of observation, and bring in the pictures of the satellites of the buoy auspicious array satellites outside the galaxy."
Following his command, the surrounding thinker arrays flashed their indicator lights.
Soaked in the nutrition tube, the mechanically taught head programmed its mouth wide open, screaming silently.
Accompanied by the humming sound of the machine, the holographic projector gradually enlarged the line of sight.
The Vitria galaxy has shrunk to only the size of a pomegranate, and many fleets have directly turned into points of light, suspended in various parts of the galaxy.
At the edges of the holographic projection sphere, the image loses detail integrity and focus.
An astropath walks up to Calgar.
It takes several hours or even a whole day for the electronic signal to reach the command post from the buoy.
With the help of the mysterious subspace, complete communication can be carried out in an instant.
"The astropaths felt the shadows of the Tyranids within reach, they were very close," said the Primaris Space Marine who had entered.
"How's the situation?" Calgar looked at the astropath who had been serving him.
"Tyran is already very close, and the outer satellites have detected that the gravitational pulse has been disturbed. The shadow of the subspace is getting stronger, and we have lost the ability to access the network of the Imperial Astropath." The astropath said.
"When are they coming?" Calgar asked.
"One more day at most," said the Astropath.
time flies.
All Commanders in Command focus on the holograms.
They wait for the enemy to appear.
In order to quickly resolve the Saken dynasty and settle the battle in the Charadon sector, Guilliman did not give Calgar too much fleet power.
He only has 19 battleships, 109 strike cruisers and hundreds of battle barges in his hands.
Void weapon platforms, combat satellites, and defensive space stations can also provide some void firepower.
Other than that, there is nothing left.
Calgar divided them into three battle groups, forming three lines of defense, weakening the Zerg's offensive in turn.
Let the offensive of the Tyranids gradually decrease.
What Calgar relies on most is the surface troops.
Guilliman gave Calgar twelve chapters, more than twelve thousand Primaris Space Marines.
There are also a large number of units such as the Star Boundary Army, Mechanicus Skitarii, and many others.
Before the war comes, the atmosphere is always the most dignified.
Everyone was so tortured by the oppressive atmosphere that they could not speak.
When the first flashing red dot appeared on the edge of the galaxy, it was almost a relief for everyone.
"Here they come," said Calgar.
The lights began to flicker, and all turned into a dazzling red.
The ear-piercing air defense sirens resounded throughout the planet Vitria.
It resounded throughout the sky, echoing in the mountains and cities of Vitria.
It descended upon the shady black market, where the loud threats between surly sellers and buyers ceased, the pity and terror they saw in each other's eyes.
It sneaked into the ward, and the comforting words in the mother's mouth stopped abruptly, allowing the beloved child to cry.
It rang in everyone's ears like a shadow.
Announced the arrival of a terrible enemy to these people born in the dark ages.
At the bottom of the hive capital.
Next to the disgusting garbage dump.
"Guilliman is a big liar, he is a traitor, and he will kill you all."
A man insane howled, as mad as a madman.
Countless astral troops looked up at the sky, then lowered their heads and continued to build their fortifications.
They will fight for their oath.
The narrators who remained were silent, and some wrote down their feelings to feel the emotions this time.
They will sing these stories for posterity.
For the survival of the race, how many heroes died because of this.
Those lives are not shining, but they have allowed the human empire to survive for thousands of years.
They are obliged to sing these stories and make those heroes immortal.
The primordial space warriors of each chapter put on their armor and inspect their weapons with the help of mechanical servants.
They swore to be a wall that the Tyranids could smash head on.
They will fight to the last man, to the last drop of blood.
The order of war is delivered into the void.
El sits on the flagship of the Storm Falcon Chapter, and he is in charge of the first line of defense.
In order to pursue the maximum killing effect, Calgar formulated a crazy strategy.
Three lines of defense will weaken the Tyranid Zerg in turn, thereby weakening the strength of the Tyranid Zerg to attack Vittoria.
"My lord, they are here." A servant in charge of observation said.
A large group of red dots lit up on the tactical display projection of the podium.
"It is estimated that there are hundreds of targets." The servant said, but after a while he shouted again, "Urgent revision, there are several thousand, no, there are tens of thousands."
The voices of the observing servants are filled with terror.
He was already stunned by the scene he observed. The Tyranid Zerg's attack was like a torrent.
The number of enemies is endless.
The Behemoth Zerg Fleet is one of the main fleets of the Tyranid Zerg entering the galaxy. Its scale is only comparable to that of Leviathan and Kraken.
Of course, these three fleets are just the tentacles of the swarm.
The larger Zerg fleet is still outside the galaxy.
The Zerg fleet uses the gravitational field to build a superluminal channel to achieve superluminal navigation.
Wherever it goes, it will cause a series of force field distortions.
El could only see a distorted vision from the window.
In the superluminal state, the Tyranids are outside the light cone and cannot be observed.
Until the Zerg fleet is close enough to the galaxy to unravel the gravitational field of superluminal travel.
Reuse of bioplasma propulsion, in order to be directly observed.
El watched those Zerg biological ships appear on the optical observation window.
From a small point, they gradually became the shape of a Tyranid biological spaceship, with a damp glow of deep space ice.
Biological ships are very strange, different from human ships, but their power should not be underestimated.
"Attack," Al said.
His orders passed among dozens of ships.
Plasma lights lit up, and many warships flew towards the biological fleet.
The tactical panel is quickly blurred by the maddening number of biological ships.
Fleet commanders observed every move on the battlefield, constantly modifying the maneuver plan of the battleship.
The loud siren sounded continuously.
The human and Tyrann fleets quickly interspersed and fought together.
Relying on tacit cooperation and terrifying firepower, the empire gained an advantage at the beginning of the battle.
A large number of torpedoes and missiles were launched.
These physical bombs are much more lethal to Tyranids than lances.
Within half an hour, the space was filled with broken carapace fragments and huge pieces of meat.
Frozen bodily fluids float in the clouds between the bioship corpses.
Although Tyran's weapons and tactics are not as powerful as those of the empire, the number of biological ships is much larger than that of the empire.
Whenever the imperial fleet destroys a biological ship, twenty biological ships will be added.
Void shields are twisted or pierced by the impact of torpedo spikes and living missiles.
The fast-flying beast of prey galloped through the green flames of the bioplasma spray, spouting thorns from dripping orifices.
Those biological ships as huge as continuous mountains constantly wriggled their surface muscles, spewing out huge, knobby, squid-like creatures.
Those creatures rushed towards the imperial ship wielding densely packed disgusting tentacles.
Once it is about to touch, it will slow down to a level where the void shield cannot sense.
These creatures would then burst upon the hulls of Imperial ships, unleashing swarms of metal-eating microbes.
Huge kraken ships belch glistening gas and move with deceptively slow speed towards the Imperial lines.
Wait until close enough.
They will suddenly pop out their tentacles, rolling up the heavy imperial ship, and then more tentacles will break it directly.
All kinds of creatures Ships can almost shake people's beliefs Some are like slugs, some are like void whales, and some have similarities with sea creatures, but a million times larger.
Some ships also have huge rams and thick tentacles.
Every combination of life appeared in the Zerg fleet.
They are all different and full of variety.
But they have one thing in common.
That is, they all succumbed to the will of the hive.
El ordered the fleet to resist the torrent of Zerg, but the Tyranids were overwhelming.
Even if he destroys thousands of biological ships, it is just the tip of the iceberg for the Tyranid Zerg fleet.
The Tyranid Zerg fleet broke through three void lines like a torrent.
Put a large amount of spores into the Vitria galaxy.
Calgar, who was sitting on the throne, listened to the news from the void defense line.
The brave crew members still shouted the name of Guilliman at the last moment of their lives.
Holding their absolute loyalty to the emperor, they drove the battleship towards the Tyranid biological ship.
Bright flashes of light came from deep space.
Each flash represents the recall of tens of thousands of crew members to the Emperor's throne.
"Fight for humanity, fight for the Emperor, and fight for the Lord of Ultramar."
"We have failed, but you will succeed."
The voice of the fleet resounded through all the channels.
A captain speaks his final words to his fellow officers.
There is no fear at all, only calm in the face of death.
"May the Emperor be with us."
Subsequently, the electronic signal represented by the entire ship disappeared, representing the sacrifice of the entire ship.
Calgar can imagine the brutality of the battle in the void,
Many ships are alone and helpless, only a desperate battle.
The crew shouted the name of the Emperor and Guilliman in the raging flames of the battleship explosion, and then went to their deaths.
Those Chapter Commanders who remained on board the battleship, tried their best, but in the end had to meet their fate.
Several ten-kilometer-long strike cruisers demarcate the atmosphere of the planet Vitria.
Fall on the toxin-soaked plains.
Huge plasma-powered reactor goes out of control.
The deafening explosion sounded throughout thousands of kilometers.
The air wave caused by it swept across the entire continent.
Calgar watched all this silently. He was sad for the death of the deceased, but he knew that the war was not over yet.
The spore sacs that cover the sky and the sun rush to the surface like rain.
The most brutal surface offensive and defensive battle is about to start.
Tens of billions of lives will die for this.
lazy again
(end of this chapter)