In fact, the World Killer's initial trip was terrible.
Bonebreaker and his boys drifted aimlessly in the warp, where even greenskins could feel the flow of time. It was strange, but it was not all without gain.
They explore the ruins of space and discover strange technology, ancient lost machines that are not from humanity and devices that are completely beyond their comprehension.
Especially for the Deathskull clan, this means they can stealthily take anything that isn't fastened down, and Technician Boy's welding and cutting skills can take everything apart.
They have always preached a certain idea: the greenskins have it all, no matter how strong they are!
But in the subspace realm, it's not just the greenskins who are aggressive.
Soon, uninvited guests stalked the World Killer.
The process of protecting the space hulk invaded by demons is long and arduous. Both sides have no mercy. They attack each other in the narrow corridors and turn the huge warehouse into a slaughterhouse.
The entire Horde fought there, as a new wave of daemons roared from the heart of the ruins, and the greenskin rockets kept sending them back into the warp.
Relying on their superiority in numbers and morale, the greenskins continued to repel the demons, but there were ambushes at every intersection, and new demons could emerge anywhere.
The casualties of the boys gradually increased, and even the mad doctor Gosnik had to take the lead in the charge to recapture the landing port of the transport ship. At that place, the landing craft parked on the ship still hung the bones of the long-dead pilot, and the only ones who could move were Aircraft are used to assist in transportation efforts.
The mob bosses of the Gough Clan fought their way into the asteroid fragments embedded deep within the World Killer, where they fought each other with power claws and Hellblades in the lava-corroded tunnels.
In the larger warehouse, the speed monsters of the Evil Sun Clan smashed all enemies before being pushed back by the Soul Grinders.
The Soul Grinder's metal claws shattered the greenskin's vehicles, killing scores of Brats and Gruts.
But soon, the newly created dirty tanks began to hunt the soul grinders in turn, burying rockets and jet flames into the holes exposed by the soul grinders.
Supporting the battle on the front lines are the Technician Boys, who tinker, seal begging gates, and restore broken battle engines.
The boys agreed that the red-skinned things were tricky, but they also found it fun to fight and keep their journey through the warp from getting too boring.
But for Bonecrusher, wandering around in the warp is not what he wants.
Under his orders, the tech masters began to study the bubble shield force field projector. At the same time, various small gangs also began to conflict over the collection of scraps. Each clan quarreled over the right to salvage scraps. This tense relationship Maintain an explosive level.
In order to prevent the boys from doing nothing, Bonebreaker ordered that the excess steel be remade into materials, which could be used to inlay into the armor of the World Killer or made into the bosses' crude body armor.
In their fervent pursuit of metal, several of these teams went too far, slicing off the World Killer's outermost armor and being swept into the warp tides.
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It was this stupid act that allowed the twisted demon to re-enter the World Killer.
The demons that came this time were much more ferocious than before, and there were even relatively low-level demons, so much so that the Bonecrusher needed to personally expel these subspace creatures.
Because a lot of battles took place and nourished by countless waaagh energies, the green skins proliferated in large numbers.
Before long, every crevice on the ship was filled with green skin, and all the caves and halls were echoing with the sound of singing, the sound of guns, and the orders of the ever-busy tech masters.
On a day like any other, Brother Gomao's protection slowly dissipated, and the sudden bumps reminded all the greenskins that this bulky space hulk was slowing down, and the excited boys began to become restless.
And this also means one thing -
The World Killer's long journey has finally come to an end. Whether it was fate, luck, or the will of Brother Mao, this behemoth appeared in a perfect assault position on a key planet of the empire. , and this planet has a
A resounding name.
Armageddon!
The planet Armageddon is the main star of the Armageddon system. It is located on the edge of the solar star field. It is a very important industrial world that produces a large number of military products that the empire urgently needs. It is also the trade and route of many surrounding star regions. node.
The history of this world dates back to the Age of Apostasy, and there are almost no records of this world before the Empire. Some believe that Armageddon was not the original name of the planet.
But the Mechanicus have always denied this.
The planet Armageddon has three main landmasses, namely the North and South Continents and the Central Continent. Most humans live on the Central Continent. This continent is divided into two parts, the main continent and the subcontinent, separated by a thick jungle at the equator. open.
As a highly industrialized world, after thousands of years of development, the planet's natural environment has been basically destroyed. The ash wasteland is full of corrosive toxins and industrial pollution. Only the jungle at the equator of the continent is still intact.
If a man breathed outside the hive city of Armageddon for any length of time, his lungs would quickly rot.
Despite this, Armageddon still has a large population and the ability to recruit large numbers of Imperial Guard regiments, so it has become one of the main recruitment sites for the Astra Militarum.
But now, it faces an unexpected enemy!
"Damn it! Why did the green skin suddenly appear!"
Armageddon's orbital defense station is located exactly in the direction of the World Killer. It is also the last line of defense for the planet's orbital defense. Not long ago, the cruiser formation stationed in orbit had gone to the edge of the galaxy to perform routine patrol missions. How many ships are left?
Frigates mean that Armageddon is now an empty city! !
The green-skinned timing was really embarrassing!
As a weapons platform, although the orbital defense station has weapons and ordnance capable of confronting enemy ships, Major General Lawrence Montoya never expected that the threat would come so suddenly.
"Activate all weapon arrays immediately."
When he hurriedly crawled out of his lover's arms and hurried out of the bedroom, he used the communicator to immediately give orders to the bridge.
"Scramble all interceptors, every squadron, I want them going within the next five minutes!"
And the chaos he was experiencing at this moment was like a microcosm of the chaos in his department. The communications department kept issuing warnings, the engineering department reported that the power of the main drive was insufficient due to the lance array and the ion torpedo room, and the gunnery officer was trying to lock on the target and Scoped, but system just started
, the meditator's machine soul is restless and in urgent need of comfort.
Everything is a mess!
It was not until five minutes later that a disheveled Major General Lawrence Montoya arrived at his command post.
He was as pale as a dead man now, sweat dripped from the tight collar of his fat uniform, and his knuckles were white as he clenched the brass railing.
As a playboy, he never imagined that things would develop like this.
"Sir, the squadron has already set off, but due to a problem with the fuel pipeline, only half of the fighters can take off. We are still adjusting!"
"Make those stupid pigs hurry up!"
After Major General Lawrence Montoya finished speaking, he turned his attention to the next person, his communications adjutant.
"Sir, a request for assistance has been sent to the patrol fleet. They should have received it."
Having received the news that was not what he wanted to hear, Major General Lawrence Montoya's eyes twitched, and then he turned his gaze to the thick pile of enemy logos on the monitoring platform.
"And tell them that if there are no battleships to defend here, the track will be breached immediately!"
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