After Jaghatai and Fikris consulted, the army of Ultramar launched a full-scale counterattack against the minions of the God of Plague.
Launch fierce attacks on the enemy from every battlefield and every front.
According to the established strategic plan, Chagatai led a large-scale imperial army straight to the Yinkes galaxy.
Using a massive fleet to besiege the planet and conduct orbital bombardment, he forced Mortarion to engage in a decisive battle with him.
The demons led by Kugath were besieged on the planet Yinx.
According to the plan, Fikris and Ventris launched fierce attacks on each node battlefield detected by the psychics.
The Adium system is one of them.
"In five minutes, we will be close to the enemy's nest defense position." The driver of the anti-gravity suspension gunboat stared at the screen in front of him, and his voice echoed in the ears of many soldiers through the communication device.
High frequency converters ensure that the pilot's voice is not drowned out by the noise of the battlefield and the hum of the power armor's energy core.
"Very good. In the name of Guilliman, we will surely win." Fikris said, "Brothers, it is time to let those traitors and demons know the wrath of offending Ultramar. Get ready for an airborne operation."
As he spoke, red lights flashed in the cabin.
With the hissing sound in the background, many Space Marines checked their grenade launchers and melee weapons for the last time.
The armor painted with the chapter emblem looked like it was stained with blood under the light.
The light emitted from the armor's energy stack and weapons made the atmosphere in the cabin extremely solemn.
There were five soldiers in the cabin of an anti-gravity suspension gunboat.
They are all giants beyond mortal man.
This time, there were hundreds of gunboats involved in the operation, more than 500 Primaris warriors participating in the battle, and a large number of auxiliary troops.
Such power is enough to destroy the resistance of a galactic civilization.
Now, however, they are merely being used to destroy the enemies of one planet.
Guilliman spared no effort in employing a more powerful force than that employed during the Great Crusade.
Whether in terms of equipment or warriors, the empire today is much stronger than it was during the Great Crusade.
When the Space Marines' hovercraft enters an enemy-controlled area.
The pitch of the vehicle's engine has changed noticeably.
The smooth flight became bumpy.
The pilot tried to calm the machine spirit.
Let the vehicle try to adapt to abnormal and frequently changing air pressure.
Let it fly towards the target.
The enemy's attack also began at this time.
Beams and shells appeared in the foggy airspace.
Hit the gunboat's shield.
Stirring up ripples.
The new gunboats have an armored design and capabilities sufficient to shield and block enemy fire.
However, the laws of the physical world are extremely powerful and will not be easily changed by the will of mortal creatures.
The shock wave created by the explosion and the pulse of the light beam changed the direction of the gunboats, forcing them to be unable to reach the designated location.
A number of fighter planes corrupted by the dark gods also flew out of the hive city.
They charged at the Imperial gunships, using missiles and lances to vent their anger on the Imperial vehicles.
Many artillery positions appeared in the flesh-and-blood-covered buildings of the hive city.
The muzzles were lit one by one.
Countless attacks burst out.
The Thunderbirds amphibious fighters joined the battle.
They are air support and Titans.
At high altitudes, it can suppress the enemy with its terrifying firepower.
After landing, they can transform into the god of war - Taita, and crush the enemy with their huge bodies.
At the beginning, they gained an absolute advantage.
But the good times didn't last long, the enemy changed their attack method.
They were well aware that the existing attacks would not be enough to stop the empire.
The cultists drove the stitched monsters that looked like hills out of the twisted flesh and blood buildings.
Holding a barbed iron whip in his hand, he whipped the monsters to make them obey his will.
In addition, there are ancient catapults, huge siege towers and other creations.
The Thunderbird landed and transformed into a Titan, destroying all enemies with its huge Titan weapons.
Missiles roared and lasers illuminated the sky.
The pilot transformed himself into the messenger of the God of All Machines, setting the entire battlefield on fire.
"In the name of Guilliman, cry, coward, scum of the warp, remember the name of your grandfather Adams." The pilot controlled the huge mecha and burned all enemies in sight.
Tall ruined buildings were knocked down.
Everything was bathed in flames.
Only death, only burning.
For the great ones, go forward bravely.
The pilot let out a war cry, without the slightest fear.
Even when facing the minions of the gods, facing the greatest evil in the universe.
He didn't show any fear.
The catapult threw out green rays of light, which fell like meteorites, shaking the earth.
The strange magic fire was burning, and the huge impact force caused the Thunderbird Mecha, which was built using all the advanced technology of the empire, to be smashed into pieces like a toy.
The high-density alloy armor was deformed by the strange witchcraft fire.
The pilot inside shouted for Guilliman in the raging demonic fire, and was then burned to charcoal.
Several Thunderbird fighter planes were blown up by the enemy, and loud explosions were heard on the battlefield.
"It looks like the situation is not good." With the help of external optical devices, Fikris saw the battle situation outside.
Even with the assistance of many imperial troops, it is not an easy task to directly break through the enemy-controlled nest.
"This place makes me feel painful." A Primaris warrior named Glenn, who possesses psychic talent, said, "There is a terrible breath of the Warp deep in the hive. That breath is so strong that it makes people feel fearful and uneasy. The malice surrounding us is getting stronger and stronger. This feeling makes me feel like I have fallen into the crack between the Warp and the real world. It is the dark power that gives the enemy's original creation power. If we want to make the enemy lose the power to resist, we must destroy the evil deep in the hive."
"We will, and nothing can stop us." Fikris said, "For the great Regency of the Empire, we must win."
The driver's voice also came through the communication, full of panic, "There is heavy firepower in the inner city of the hive. We can't get close, sir."
"That's it." Fikris said, "Leave the rest to us. Open the hatch. It's time to let the enemy face the wrath of mankind. They will regret coming to this world."
"Understood, sir," said the driver.
Accompanied by the hum of machinery and the hiss of hydraulic pipes, the hatch opened at a height of tens of meters.
The high-speed flying hovercraft brings strong airflow.
Air mixed with poisonous mist rushed into the cabin.
The flies also flew in through the open hatch.
Many Primaris warriors were able to glimpse the fierce battlefield in the airspace outside through the open hatch.
The gunship they were on was also firing violently, with the three-barreled laser cannons hanging on both sides spinning at high speed and firing continuously from the muzzles.
The high-speed rotation of the laser cannon can reduce the scattering effect of the laser beam in the atmosphere.
Otherwise, the energy attenuation caused by the scattering of the light beam will be a big problem at distance, making it difficult to kill the enemy.
The melta cannons under the hover gunship were also firing wildly.
Red beams of light fell on the ground, suppressing the enemy's attacks.
"Airdrop, everyone jump down." Fikris walked to the hatch and gave orders to everyone.
One by one, the blessed Primaris warriors jumped down from the hatch.
Fikris was the last.
A height of tens of meters is nothing to them.
The armor and body are strong enough to eliminate the damage caused by these impacts.
"Fight for Guilliman." The Primaris warriors jumped out one by one, making a deafening roar.
Nesting together is a synonym for overcrowding and human misery.
This situation improved significantly after Guilliman took over the Empire.
The comfort level of the residents of the hive city has also been greatly improved.
Inside the steel building that is as complex as a jungle, there are gardens and forests.
The place where Fikris landed was a plant forest inside the city.
Before the war, this was a place for people to relax.
The forest has changed beyond all recognition.
Yellow fog rushed out from the hole above the dome and was carried away by the pressure difference between inside and outside the dome.
The mist flowed among the tree branches that were blackened by slime like the fluttering of flags.
Strong winds blew towards the hole, and the plague-carrying mist formed a screaming face and was sucked into the planet's troposphere.
Fikris landed on the soft garden ground and looked in grief at the blasphemous scene before him.
The paths in the garden are overgrown with decaying vegetation.
The swollen trees looked as threatening as twisted giants.
Their shapes were only outlines in the mist.
When I got closer, the appearance of the trees was terrifying.
The human corpses were devoured by the wildly growing plants, with only the heads and limbs not being completely devoured.
The remaining limbs that were not devoured also became wood-like.
Behind these rotting trees, the enemy appeared.
They were the bloated Heretic Astartes in dull grey armour, the Death Guard.
The torn armor plates on his body were dripping with foul liquid.
With low roars, the Death Guards opened fire on Fikris and his men, trying to annihilate them in the early stages of the landing.
These guys and Fikris were cousins.
It's just that one side surrenders to Chaos, and the other side is loyal to the Emperor.
The Heretic Astartes were once the most powerful warriors in the galaxy.
They possess extraordinary bodies created by the Emperor using ancient technology, and are blessed by the Dark Gods.
But that is already in the past.
Now, the Primaris are the strongest.
"Fight back and let them know how powerful we are." With a flash, Fikris chopped down a Death Guard with the power sword in his hand, and executed another enemy with the grenade launcher in his hand.
The suspended anti-gravity gunboat also opened fire immediately, with its heavy explosive machine gun spinning at high speed.
The turret spewed out flames, mowing down a large area of plants in its path.
The bomb exploded among the overgrown and rotten trees.
Wet wood pulp splashed everywhere.
The garden dome shook continuously with the explosion.
Fikris even doubted whether the garden would fall apart in the battle.
The structure of the dome had decayed, as had the vegetation within.
Even the tempered glass and plastic steel that could withstand thousands of years in the harshest environments have been contaminated by the power of the warp.
The rusty surface of the frame has become bumpy due to erosion.
"Advance quickly and stay away from here, it's not safe." Fikris issued a new order, and the tactical radar scanned the entire battlefield and gathered all the information.
The location of each enemy is revealed on the warriors' tactical visors.
There was no point in their hiding.
The Primaris warriors raised their bolters and shot every Death Guard with precision.
The two sides fought fiercely.
Countless tree trunks were hit by bullets and turned into pieces.
The Death Guard and the demons put up a fierce resistance.
But under the attack of Fekris and others, they were quickly defeated.
The artillery positions were shattered by the Empire's concentrated fire.
The cultists were routed by the fully-armed Imperial Astra Militarum.
Those strange creations with witchcraft were also shattered under the coordinated attack of the Imperial Psychics and the State Religion priests.
The Death Guard tried their best to stop it.
But what they were facing were the Primaris Warriors, demigods created with the latest technology from the Empire.
Fikris was the best among them. He activated the Emperor's Angel Engine very early and completed the second Primaris upgrade.
With the help of skills like Blink, those Death Guards are no match at all.
They couldn't even be sure whether the next attack would come from in front of them or behind them.
The Death Guard's recovery ability is beyond imagination.
One of the Death Guard warriors has been transformed into a burning torch.
The fat in his body melted in the flames, providing fuel for the burning.
But he still stood firm.
Burning with his gun.
But the attacks released by the Primaris warriors are enough to destroy everything.
They implemented Guilliman's tactical thinking.
That is unlimited firepower.
To put it simply, as long as you see the other party still moving, call for a round of fire coverage bombing.
Only when you are sure that the other party has no possibility of counterattacking will you continue to move forward.
Each Death Guard suffered more overflow damage than they could handle.
The Primaris warriors armed with hell-model plasma cannons spared no effort in delivering scorching plasma beams to every traitor who roared to fight for the Dark God.
Let them know that the real universe belongs to humans, not gods.
The last two Death Guard tried to flee, but when they turned around they were attacked by hundreds of Primaris warriors under Pheklis.
Although their speed was totally inconsistent with their bulky appearance, they still failed to escape, and even their bodies were not saved.
The participation of more than 500 Primaris warriors is undoubtedly a force that can determine victory.
Besides, there are Titan formations, knights and other imperial troops as auxiliary forces.
Such a luxurious display could only be found a few times even during the Great Crusade.
After annihilating all the Death Guards at the landing point and crushing the enemy's anti-aircraft firepower, Fikris ordered his men to continue advancing.
Under the guidance of the psyker, the Imperial forces targeted the most magnificent tower of the hive city.
It was once the place where the hive rulers handled government affairs and lived.
Now, the place is shrouded in terrible poisonous fog and is covered with twisted, rotten fleshy plants.
Fikris checked the tactical panel in his hand, and the red text reminded him how dangerous it was there.
The source of pollution that pollutes the entire galaxy and even the nearby star fields a few light years away is there.
There, Mortarion placed horrific creations of the Warp to taint the world.
"Keep going and take them out," said Fikris.
Only by cutting off the nodes arranged by Mortarion can he be forced to the final decisive battle.
Yinkes, that will be his last.
ps: I will make up for it tomorrow. I will write the Mortarion chapter first. After I finish writing about the many primarchs attacking the warp, I will write the alternate world chapter. I have to organize it.