The surface war was extremely cruel and bloody.
The lives of soldiers were like weeds on the roadside, being harvested and devoured at will on the battlefield.
With the help of the Primaris Space Marines, the Astra Militarum once again held the position, but it also paid a heavy price in terms of sacrifice.
Hawke stood in the trench, looking at the strange companions assigned to him.
She was also a girl, also about eighteen or nineteen years old, with innocent eyes full of faith and hope.
But this time, he didn't speak to the other person.
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The battles in space were equally brutal.
In order to quickly defeat the orcs, Corvus chose to join the battle.
Due to the existence of the WAAAGH force field, using teleportation to enter the Orc warship is undoubtedly a very dangerous thing.
This is a very mysterious power, also known as the power of thinking.
It can distort the laws of physics in a small range to achieve the goals desired by the green orcs.
Scholars studying the human empire once established a theory.
They point out that this energy field of the force of thought contains psychic power or quantum mechanical effects.
Allowing seemingly rickety and poorly designed orc technology to work as the orcs intended.
In other words, once the energy field of the power of thought is lost, the orc machine will no longer be able to work.
The WAAAGH force field not only allows the Orc machinery to operate normally, but can also interfere with space and release destructive spells like psychic power.
This WAAAGH force field is most powerful around the orc boss.
Using teleportation to launch a surprise attack rashly is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous thing.
It's easy to make mistakes, get stuck in the wall or be dismembered.
The safest way is to use an assault boat to board the enemy at close range.
The fleet fought its way through for Corvu's flagship, allowing the Sword of the Emperor to approach the main ship of the Ork fleet.
When they were more than fifty kilometers away, ten assault boats flew out of the Emperor's Sword's hangar, dragging tail flames towards the Ork main ship.
Corvu led fifty Primaris Space Marines in a boarding operation, ready to behead the Ork boss and win the victory.
The size of the assault boat is not conspicuous on the vast space battlefield.
Under the cover of a large number of torpedoes and artillery, it quickly passed through the orcs' close defense firepower network.
Inside the assault boat, Corvu was wearing a blue and white Centurion power armor, held in place by a complex interlocking restraint.
"Transmitting mission data." Corvus tapped the projected interface with his armor-covered finger. "Priority mission, kill the orc boss and disable the target warship."
Electronic sounds were heard from the helmets of many soldiers, mission data was transmitted, and a combat coverage map model was established.
With an electronic chime, pulsing lasers flashed at the edges of their lenses, projecting a false battlefield panel display onto their retinas.
It clearly lists the amount of ammunition, combat mission, armor status, etc.
With the help of neural connections and battlefield model calculations, everyone's position is included in the battlefield map.
In order to deal with more powerful enemies, the Mechanical Sage Cawl upgraded the design of the Space Marines' war on the original basis.
Each suit of armor has a small radar that constantly monitors the surrounding environment and transmits it to the combat team's public network after being processed by the Thinker.
Team members share each other's data to better coordinate operations.
As the assault boats rushed towards the Ork's main ship, the team also updated their positions simultaneously.
They could clearly see the distance between themselves and the Imperial warships, as well as the distribution of the Orc warships.
The ship's engine made a slight noise, and the vibration of the hull was transmitted to everyone's armor through the fixings.
As the ship accelerates, the originally gentle reaction force becomes stronger and stronger.
"We'll reach the target point in one minute." Corvu said, looking at the projection panel in front of him. "Check your weapons for the last time. It's time to let these orcs bear the wrath of humanity."
There was a clicking sound, and the safety of the grenade launcher filled with ammunition was released.
Electronic sounds echoed in the ears of every soldier, reminding them of the status of their armor.
The machine soul inside the armor performs a series of automatic corrections to keep the armor in optimal condition.
All the soldiers were already accustomed to this.
They watched as the prompt runes for each indicator turned green, a sign that the machine soul was ready.
boom!!
The sound of the collision was transmitted through the hull to everyone's ears.
The assault boat crashed into the orc main ship, causing a huge shock that was enough to give an ordinary person a concussion, but they were unharmed.
The hot melt is activated, and it is estimated that it will take 30 seconds to break through the hull.
The electronic sound starts the timer.
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The countdown ended, and with a bang, the hatch at the front of the assault boat was violently bounced open.
The restraints were automatically unlocked, and Corvu and others stepped out of the cabin door.
The assault boat pierced into the hull of the Orc warship. Near the hatch, there was molten iron and red bulkheads, emitting sizzling hot air.
No armor can withstand the powerful molten shockwave.
Even steel that is several meters thick will melt into molten iron in front of the hot melt gun.
Corvu led everyone from the hatch and jumped into the corridor of the Orc flagship.
Their power weapons hissed and their chainswords roared.
The bolter immediately locked onto the nearest orc.
"Big shrimp!"
"Big shrimp!"
The orcs that had gathered due to the vibration cried out in surprise.
They also didn't expect that the big shrimps would appear like this.
Bang!
With a gunshot that shook the corridor, a two-meter-tall orc warrior had his upper body blown off by a powerful bomb.
The sound of gunfire was like some kind of signal, and the two sides immediately started fighting each other.
Fifty Space Marines selected ten assault points on a horizontal line.
Their appearance made the already restless orc warships even more crazy.
A large number of orcs rushed over from all over the warship, trying to kill these big shrimps.
Corvu held the bolter in one hand and smashed the orc in front of him to pieces with one shot.
In the other hand he held a gravity hammer, which was extremely heavy.
He dodged an oncoming axe, then smashed the opponent's shoulder with his warhammer. The opponent's warhammer flew out of his hand, and his entire arm was torn apart by the heavy force.
The attack failed and the huge orc was severely damaged, causing him to roar in frustration.
But before the roar stopped, Corvu rushed up.
The power field covered by the hammer in his hand crackled and slammed into the opponent's head.
The huge and ferocious orc's head was shattered into pieces.
"For the Primarch, for the Emperor," Corvus roared, before charging at his next foe.
The same went for the other warriors, who swung their weapons and slashed the orcs with roars.
The Heart of Guilliman continuously provides power to the Primaris Space Marines, allowing them to charge and kill on the battlefield like tireless battle robots.
Another group of huge orc warriors were knocked down.
The orcs became confused and the fart spirits were no longer as excited as they were at the beginning. Instead, they cried and ran towards a safe place.
The orc boys wielding machetes slashed blindly at the Primaris Space Marines, often knocking down a group of their own people from behind before they even touched the enemy.
"Clear them out and head towards the control room." Corvo gave new orders.
The Primaris Marines converged on Corvus, wielding their chainswords and firing regular volleys of bolter shells to harvest the lives of the Ork Boyz.
The Librarian wielded his scepter, smashing the heads of those who had escaped, and used his powerful psychic powers to tear apart all the orcs he saw.
They opened a path and headed for the control room of the Orc flagship.
According to the scanning data, the orc boss is here.
“Big shrimp.”
The orc leader, who was five meters tall and well-equipped, roared when he saw the Primaris Space Marines breaking in.
His body is so huge that he looks like a giant.
The roar was so deafening that it made people feel like their eardrums were about to burst.