Chapter 176 The Emperor is Dead

Fu Qinghai spread his short metal wings and flew into the air.

Below him were five Leman Rust tanks arranged in a linear formation, spread out in a row across the wasteland. Behind them were five Chimera armored personnel carriers. Their tracks rolled over the wasteland, and the armored forces rumbled forward, leaving long trails of dust behind them.

The armored vehicles and fighter gunships of the Human Empire are basically divided into two lines: the Space Marine system and the Imperial Guard system. The main reason is that the former are larger in size and require more internal space. At the same time, the Space Marines' nerve reactions and extreme overload also allow them to drive faster specialized fighters, such as the Swordtail Interceptor and Stormtalon Gunship (mortals wearing anti-gravity suits may also be able to drive them).

There are many models of vehicles in the Land Raider and Rhino transporter families, and both the Space Marines and the Imperial Guard have corresponding models. However, the Leman Russ tank is a very typical one, an armored vehicle dedicated to the Imperial Guard. As a Space Marine, Fu Qinghai cannot enter the cab of the Leman Russ unless he uses the Pym ray pistol to reduce his size.

But the Leman Rust tank is really a very, very good tank. Fu Qinghai's favorite design is not its main gun or armor or anything else, but the engine of the Leman Rust tank.

To exaggerate a little, if you throw anything ignitable you can find, such as alcohol, cooking oil, phenol, or coal, into the engine of a Leman Rust tank, it will burn (but not psykers).

The universal engine is so awesome. Its significance to total war is far more awesome than powerful main guns or advanced armor.

The STC template of this tank was discovered in the Fenris system, the home of the Space Wolves, so the tank was named after the Wolf King Leman Russ. It is just like the Wolf King himself, rough, strong, and unyielding.

It is powerful, not prone to malfunction, and easy to repair and maintain. It can be said to be the T-34 of Warhammer 40K.

Fu Qinghai swooped down to the side of the tank in the middle, almost flying close to the ground. Fu Qinghai turned around and said to Cyril, who was half leaning out of the roof hatch:

"Too slow, too slow! Increase the speed!"

"Sir!" The sound of the armored troops advancing was so loud that Cyril had to raise his voice:

"The Chimera armored personnel carriers are used to carry soldiers and do not carry additional fuel. If they move at full power, the tanks will not have enough fuel to return to the base."

Fu Qinghai shook his head and said:

"Tank soldiers must learn to get supplies from the enemy."

After saying that, he flew back to high altitude and observed the situation in the distance.

Cyril, who was wearing a large felt hat, gritted his teeth, retreated to the cab, and gave orders to all the crews on the communication channel:

"Boost the power and go full speed ahead!"

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The base of the Schwerin 2nd Regiment, the "Walkers" Regiment, is located in the vicinity of Satellite City No. 1. The terrain here is undulating, with gullies and hills. Compared with tracked vehicles such as the Lemann Rust tank, it is more suitable for a bipedal single-person vehicle such as the Sentinel mecha.

Cyril's armored forces advanced in an orderly manner along the wide and flat main road, and soon alarmed the Schwerin 2nd Regiment stationed there.

As black smoke spewed out of the vertical exhaust pipes, one Sentinel mecha after another emerged from the hills on both sides of the main road with big feet.

Fu Qinghai was far behind and directed Cyril through the communication channel:

"Go up and negotiate with them."

"Yes, sir."

The Sentinel mecha is like an armored box mounted on two thick recurved mechanical legs. The two sides of the open-top armored box are not mechanical arms, but hard-connected long-range weapons, making the legs look big and the body small, and the proportions are not very harmonious.

After the sentinel mechas on both sides of the hill surrounded the armored forces in the middle of the road, a sentinel mecha with a special terracotta paint job, moving with hydraulic recurve mechanical feet, slowly walked towards the middle of the main road.

Fu Qinghai, who was hiding in the ravine, took a closer look and saw a complicated logo printed on the body of the Sentinel mecha - a mechanical claw tightly grasping a flesh and blood arm, wrapped between ring-shaped sharp teeth.

The crest of the Bentham family.

Fu Qinghai frowned slightly.

How did you get your family crest painted on the Imperial Army's vehicles?

This kind of behavior... is not to say that it is completely prohibited. The key is that you are a planetary garrison, not an elite unit of the Honor Corps. Why should you print your family emblem on the equipment issued by the Imperial Army?

The pilot of this sentinel mecha is a ferocious middle-aged man wearing a simple vest on the upper body, military pants and boots on the lower body. His rough skin is covered with twisted blood vessels like earthworms. Under the vest, the ugly sutures left after the operation are vaguely visible. In his eye sockets, there are cylindrical mechanical prosthetic eyes, like red light bulbs.

Judging from his appearance, he looks like a tough guy who is not easy to mess with.

He crossed his legs, put his thick military boots on the edge of the Sentinel mecha, held a Lajoye cigarette in his mouth, took a deep puff, took off the cigarette, and spoke leisurely in the smoke:

"Yo yo yo, let's see who is here?"

"The titular commander of the Schwerin Regiment, the commander of the tank regiment, Cyril Sommerfeld."

"What brings you here, my old lord?"

Cyril leaned out of the car's roof hatch steadily, not caring about the vicious man's mocking words, and said calmly:

"Humphrey, I came to talk to you."

The vicious man Humphrey spat out a mouthful of saliva, looked down at Cyril, and questioned viciously:

"The first regiment is Sommerfeld's private reserve, and the second regiment is our Bentham family's private reserve. This has been clearly divided long ago. Cyril, you drove all the tanks and came to my territory with such momentum today. What on earth do you want to do?"

Cyril smiled and said,

"Humphrey, we are both soldiers serving the Empire. How can your territory be my territory?"

Cyril knew that Fu Qinghai was eavesdropping, so he spoke in a high-sounding manner.

Humphrey said disdainfully:

"Stop talking nonsense, just say what you want to say and fart if you want to fart!"

Cyril said:

"Have you heard about the Astropath?"

Humphrey raised his chin.

"I heard about it."

Cyril asked:

"What do the Benthams mean?"

Humphrey raised his eyebrows and asked,

"What do you, the Sommerfeld family, mean?"

Cyril said righteously:

"The Sommerfeld family will always remain loyal to His Majesty the Emperor. We will fight the traitor Horus to the end!"

"ha?"

Humphrey threw away the cigarette in his hand and said in surprise,

"You don't think that the legendary old guy will come back to re-appoint your family as the planetary governor? What are you daydreaming about?"

Humphrey put his foot on the wall of the mech, sat up straight and said loudly:

"The Emperor is dead! The former Warmaster, Horus Lupercal, is the ruler of the Chaos Empire and the new master of the Milky Way. The astropath of the Great Library said it clearly. Even if the Zeldu family has any small thoughts, they dare not fool us on such a big matter. The result is almost certain. Even if the Emperor is not dead, I estimate that he is seriously injured and crippled and fled in panic, haha."

Fu Qinghai, who was hiding in the distance and eavesdropping, was immediately delighted when he heard the words.

Hey this guy, he actually guessed half of it right.

The Emperor did sit crippled and wounded on the Golden Throne, but it was the traitors who fled, not the Emperor.

Cyril asked in a deep voice,

"So according to you, the Bentham family should welcome the new emperor to the throne and open the gates to welcome the arrival of the Warmaster's fleet?"

"No."

Humphrey twitched his fingers and shook his head:

"Don't be so confident. Whoever drives a fleet to the space orbit of the Schwerin Hive will be welcomed by us."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"well..."

Although Cyril was furious on the surface, he was very satisfied with Humphrey's answer in his heart.

Cyril, this guy, knew that he had a Space Marine on his side, but he deliberately kept silent. He pretended to ask Humphrey questions right away, just to make the Bentham family say these outrageous and blasphemous words in front of Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai knew his little thoughts, but he didn't point them out.

It just so happened that Fu Qinghai also needed a scapegoat to kill in front of the Sommerfeld family.

This will prevent them from having strange thoughts when they find out that there is no Imperial fleet behind them.

Fu Qinghai emerged from his hiding place and quietly came behind several armored vehicles.

The sentinel mechas surrounding the hills on both sides saw Fu Qinghai appear and were about to exclaim.

"Bang--"

Fu Qinghai bent his knees and jumped up. The jet pack behind him exploded with a huge circular air wave and radial tail flame on the ground, and the whole person instantly flew into the air.

Fu Qinghai raised his Blue Fang, raised his hands above his head, flew over a group of tanks and armored vehicles, and slashed at the sentry mecha in the middle of the road.

Take my jump attack!

Humphrey opened his mouth and stood dumbfounded as he faced the shadow that suddenly appeared in the sky and covered his entire cabin.

"KANG!"

A ball of blood and flesh erupted in the open cabin. Humphrey Bentham, who looked like a ruthless character, was beheaded on the spot in the cabin, and the cabin walls were covered with bones and blood.

It's not over yet. Fu Qinghai took advantage of the momentum of the jump and fell, gripped the hilt of the chainsword tightly, and pressed down hard.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz...hiss, hiss, snap!"

The entire Sentinel mecha's cabin made a teeth-grinding metallic twisting sound, and sparks flew as it was completely split in half by the chainsaw sword!

Fu Qinghai landed on the ground with a bang and stood firmly, while the Sentinel mecha in front of him split to the sides and fell down dejectedly.

Fu Qinghai raised the chainsaw sword with one hand, slowly looked around, and said coldly through the loudspeaker:

"Surrender or die."

The scene was silent.

"Bang!"

A heavy explosive bomb shot from nowhere hit Fu Qinghai's raised arm armor.

The impact of the heavy bomb caused Fu Qinghai to lean back, and the ceramic steel armor on his arm armor was blown to pieces, revealing the complex structure of living metal inside.

Fu Qinghai lowered his arms, revealing his scarlet goggles, and looked in the direction where the heavy explosive bomb was coming from.

"Fire."

Fu Qinghai gave the order in a cold voice on the communication channel.

"Fire!"

Cyril yelled, then retreated back into the tank and locked the hatch.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The main gun of the Leman Rust tank, a thick and long battle cannon, suddenly spewed out hot flames from its black muzzle, and the secondary weapon in front of the vehicle, a slightly smaller laser cannon, also shot out a red-hot laser beam.

The Lemann Rust tanks in the hands of the Schwerin 1st Regiment are standard Reza types. There are no secondary turrets installed on both sides of the vehicle body, but the main gun and secondary guns alone are enough to give the Sentinel mechas a hard time.

Fu Qinghai maneuvered himself through the dense barrage of heavy bombs and lumberjacks mounted on both sides of the Sentinel Mech, and rushed towards a Sentinel Mech. He swept his sword across, and both of its hydraulic recurve mechanical legs were cut off. The fuselage tilted and fell to the ground with a thud, and the exhaust pipe was still spewing black smoke.

Fu Qinghai pulled the chainsword out of the cockpit, drops of blood were thrown away by the spinning teeth, and he turned to look at the chaotic scene of smoke and flying shells around him.

The killing finally began.

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(End of this chapter)