In fact, when the mixed fleet of White Templars and Astral Knights appeared in the outer nodes of Armageddon, the situation was far from as bad as they thought.
Of course, the situation on the ground battlefield did surprise Soshyan and Randall, but the outer space was very calm.
They were the first reinforcements to arrive, but they were not the first armed forces to arrive. In fact, just a few hours before they left the warp, several small greenskin raiders appeared in the orbit of Armageddon. , although most of them were destroyed by Armageddon's frigate formation, some greenskins still used landing craft to enter the orbital station that has not recovered after the void shield was overloaded.
Therefore, Soshyan made a prompt decision and decided to deal with the enemies who invaded the orbital station first.
When the commander of the orbital station saw the appearance of imperial reinforcements, he cried with tears in his eyes, blaming the greenskins for killing a large number of orbital station guards and staff, and now one-third of the area was out of control.
Soshiyang didn't waste any more nonsense. He personally led the team and divided the troops into two groups with Randall, and took the Thunder Eagle directly into the orbital station.
The area invaded by green skins is mainly concentrated in the port area. The spherical dock is very huge, about the same size as a small satellite. The thick sealed armor shell is wrapped in an endless honeycomb alloy frame.
The landing team of the Astral Knights, totaling more than a hundred people, broke in directly from the extreme position of the dry dock superstructure, and then the company soldiers crawled toward the main building of the dock along the complex network of brackets wrapped around the periphery.
They used their hands and feet to climb down using any point of strength, and often leaped from the beams and landed on the scaffolding below.
If an uninformed person imagines it, this process must seem clumsy and crude, because the Astartes wearing battle armor appears larger than usual, but in fact it is not the case.
The soldiers climbed down silently, with no grunts of effort, no gasps of exhaustion, no buzzing of communicators, no clatter of loose weapons and messy armor, and magnetic locks were activated on the gauntlets and boot soles to increase friction. Power, under each helmet, they remained silent.
Greenskins are not far behind the Astartes in size and strength, and both possess bestial instincts, with considerable sensitivity to movement, light, heat, and smell.
However, they remained unaware of the approaching Space Marines.
"Mark, Talos, come with me."
Soon, Soshyan noticed movement below, a noisy greenskin patrol.
After receiving his order, the other two people and the people behind them jumped from the support and fell straight towards the greenskin patrol below - most of them aimed at the enemy's neck.
The greenskins were tall and burly, but an Astartes descending from the sky in full armor was enough to crush them to the ground.
In a burst of chaos, the Astartes grabbed their targets' heads with their free hands and twisted them in the opposite direction from where their bodies fell, suddenly breaking the cervical joints.
This was a clean and ruthless execution method. They used the weight of their bodies to break those steel-like spines into two pieces. The crisp sound of more than ten necks being broken signaled the beginning of this battle.
Those sounds almost overlapped, as if someone had set off a string of firecrackers in this spacious and bright dock, or like the crackling of knuckles.
The warning signal immediately screamed, and some of the downed greenskins were not completely dead. As one of the toughest life forms in the galaxy, their body structure even allowed them to survive for a while even if their spines were broken.
So some of them are able to sound the alarm.
Soon the sirens and the roars of the greenskins merged into an eerie chorus that echoed through the dock's superstructure.
Covert operations no longer have any value.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !
Amidst the roar, a large number of green skins poured out from the surrounding passages.
The Space Marines who had dealt with the first batch of enemies stood up straight, and suddenly they all had weapons in their hands.
The equipment of these green-skinned pirates and plunderers is actually quite good. Not only do they have a large number of weapons captured from the empire, but there are also a large number of steel plates overlapping and intertwined on the surface of their bodies.
As such, they are mostly immune to the weak live ammunition and laser rifle fire of orbital station defenders.
And at this moment, here, they were baptized by the Imperial Bolter.
The warriors of the Astral Knights spread out, holding their weapons in front of their chests and firing continuously, mowing down the bewildered greenskins in pieces.
"It's terrible. Is this the Astartes -"
Through the internal surveillance camera, Major General Lawrence Montoya, the commander of the orbital station, clearly saw the scene of the Greenskins being slaughtered.
He suddenly realized that it was for this, for this kind of work, for this kind of behavior, that the Emperor's Angels were born.
He had never witnessed anything like this before, and he had seen a lot, but he had never seen a bolter fire.
The bolter is the symbol of Imperial authority and the unity of Terra, combining extreme simplicity and brutality. Although it is not limited to Astartes-specific equipment, the images of the two have long been inseparable.
Few mortals can control such a huge weapon. These rough and rough firearms are the right-hand man of a bygone era. They are durable and reliable, eliminating all kinds of delicate structures that can easily lead to malfunction or jamming.
Some people say that they are the brutal products of old technology, but even ten thousand years later, they have not been replaced by more complex modern weapon systems. Instead, they have become perfect and become more powerful.
In the eyes of Major General Lawrence Montoya, an Astartes holding a bolter is like a soldier holding a rifle, only horribly magnified.
This sight also made him aware of some inhuman characteristics of the Astartes for the first time.
But for the Greenskins, this kind of wonder is a tragedy. They have been in the Milky Way for many years and are famous in several galaxies.
Now, they fell down one after another like clumsy idiots who stepped on the ice, as if they were a group of clowns performing a silent farce. A dozen or dozens of them fell down collectively, their legs were paralyzed, and they couldn't even fire back, not a single one of them. .
"Come forward! Knock over these big cans!"
At this time, the leader of the greenskins appeared, wearing a shabby three-cornered hat, a huge iron hook in one hand, and a huge-caliber pistol in the other hand.
When the Greenskins finally began to regain their morale, the Space Marines played their next card.
"The enemy leader appears, prepare plasma."
Under Soshyan's instructions, the first tactical team of the company aimed at the enemy with uniform and shiny plasma rifles. "
Laser weapons emit tiny, fiery beams when fired, but plasma has no dramatic sound effects, other than a deafening explosion upon impact.
"Fire!"
The next moment, the warm air of the dock was intertwined with fleeting blurs of turbulence, like the marks left by greasy fingers on the glass.
The roar when the plasma fires is like a clear whipping sound, and is accompanied by a weird vibration of energy, and the green skin hit by the plasma often explodes in response, with charred internal organs and white-hot armor fragments scattered everywhere. Flying, leaving an exaggeratedly large blur of flesh and blood on the ground.
The injured greenskin staggered to the ground, either with his entire chest burned into a large crater by the scorching ray, or with shattered armor, melted organs and bone fragments spewing out from behind.
And the leader who just showed his face evaporated on the spot.
"Well--"
The green-skinned boys were stunned for a few seconds, and then they all screamed in terror and began to turn around and run back.
"attack!"
Soshyan quickly rushed up the aisle and dismembered them one by one with the scorching Holy Flame Sword.
He started killing with pleasure, splitting the alien's body into pieces, causing a series of shrill and intermittent screams.
Only half an hour later, the area occupied by the greenskins was basically recaptured. While the soldiers continued to clean up the remaining enemies, Soshyan had already arrived at the main control room of the orbital station with Randall and the command level of the battle group. , to hear the developments of the Armageddon War during this time.
