When Soshyan stepped out of the hatch, a gloomy Gage appeared in front of him than it looked from a high altitude.
The first thing that greeted him was the hot wind mixed with thick dust.
In a sense, Ghetsis is like most Imperial forge worlds.
The same rust, the same dullness, the same torture from industrial fires, the same stench that has never been cleaned, the same air full of poison and dust.
The only difference is that the owner above is not a red-robed mechanical cultist.
waaaaaaaaaaagh!!!
At least a hundred greenskins who had been busy at work roared at the Astartes who arrived without warning. Although they probably wanted to express their shock, this roar alone was enough to make everyone
Most mortals are heartbroken.
This is an extremely savage race. The rusty armor is fixed on their trunks like old trees with belts and bolts. The huge square heads are supported by necks that are so short that they are almost invisible. At a glance, it seems that they are
After dragging their heads with their thick shoulders, a pair of small eyes full of violence and cruelty were pinned on their faces.
But if anyone dares to despise them because of their funny appearance, they will definitely pay an extremely heavy price - this is the consensus of all civilized races in the galaxy.
Ever since the Emperor led the Great Crusade, the greenskins have been the most serious alien threat that humanity has faced. They are war-loving and possess incredible technological talents. Coupled with their huge numbers, they can easily gather into a force of destruction.
Army.
The climax of the Great Crusade was the bloody battle between the Human Empire and the Orc Empire, the largest in the galaxy.
Records about that war are very sparse, leaving only a few near-mythical fragments. It is said that only the archives in the deepest part of the palace still record details about that war.
The outcome of the war is well known to everyone.
The Emperor once again defeated his enemies, crowned his beloved son Warmaster, and transferred command of the Great Crusade.
And this became the beginning of mankind's nightmare for thousands of years.
As far as Soshyan himself knew, the war ended on a world called Ullanor, where the Emperor defeated the unknown tyrant of the Ork Empire.
But in the subsequent Beast Wars, the greenskins taught humans a good lesson, what it means to be dead without being stiff.
Generally speaking, humans have been entangled with this pest-like race for thousands of years, until now.
"Kill all the aliens!"
Soshyan raised the Holy Flame Sword high and let out a roar corresponding to the greenskins.
The soldiers spread out behind him immediately set up their bolters in a heartbeat, unleashing a huge rain of bullets with neat shots.
In an instant, the green skins gathered together were covered in flesh and blood.
Then, the Astartes stepped out of the shadow cast by the Thunderhawk and walked into the blazing light of the Firestorm.
In their eyes, more than a hundred Orks are not even considered "resistance", they are just pebbles that can be kicked away on the way forward.
Soshyan put down his bolter early.
He stepped over the slippery pile of corpses and began to observe the nearby terrain.
This is a "city" that is almost like a garbage dump. Shield generators with grooves like flutes stand on the ground, with many platforms extending from their sides. A large number of crude aircraft modified by green skins are originally parked.
Fall here.
However, they had already been attracted by the Imperial Navy's fighter group.
Most of these stance generators, as well as larger adjacent buildings, were engulfed in flames, and although the void shield blocked most of the attacks, some were still able to escape.
But this is not enough to destroy their overall structure.
In the center of the city is a huge barrel-shaped building that looks to be thousands of meters high and is emitting visible heat.
If Soshyan guessed correctly, that should be the energy node of the entire city.
On the other side of the horizon, fueled by sources in orbit, the firestorm continued to expand and rise, and the increasingly white-hot fireball spewed out large clouds of blazing fire and scorched ash.
The fleet is still putting pressure on the greenskin's void shield, but the firepower is much worse than at the beginning. It is obvious that many weapon arrays have entered an overheated state and require a certain amount of cooling time.
Soshyan sniffed and found that the air was filled with the smell of electric sparks, and there was a strange smell around him.
It's not just the smell of melting and incineration, it's the smell of some kind of synthetic material that shouldn't be exposed to high heat.
"Cover forward."
Under his leadership, the battle group crossed their temporary landing site and marched towards several tall and gloomy buildings.
The greenskins have covered their buildings with a smooth, orange-yellow material. This aesthetic is very disgusting.
No wonder the whole world is orange.
Obviously this is partly due to the light of Firestorm, and partly due to the building materials used by the greenskins.
While walking quickly through this area of scorching heat and flying sparks, Soshyan noticed that the green buildings had traces of overlapping and splicing. Many materials were added after acquisition, and the color difference between the upper and lower parts was clearly visible.
He didn't know much about Gyges, and he didn't know if this place had once been a human world.
But from the current point of view, this city has obvious "man-made" traces.
After moving for thousands of meters, the team entered a chaotic neighborhood.
waaaagh!!!!!
Suddenly, the iconic roar sounded again, as if to remind the Astartes that there was an ambush here.
Then, the enemy's firepower came towards them. The heavy machine guns occupying the commanding heights knocked out pieces of flying dust on the ground, but failed to hit any targets.
The roar of bolter fire quickly responded, quickly drowning out the particularly "dumb" firepower point at that location.
At this time, another large group of greenskins emerged from the street entrance. They brandished all kinds of strange weapons and rushed towards the Astartes with heavy steps.
"For the Emperor!"
Soshiyang took the lead, holding the Holy Flame Sword high and crashing into the enemy group.
A big green-skinned man whose muscles were as swollen as rocks rushed towards him. In his hand was a weapon similar to a hammer that was transformed from a bucket.
Soshyan swung his sword sideways, and while cutting off two heads, he also made a low slash like lightning, directly cutting off the opponent's waist. He then strode forward and used his iron boots to cut off the green-skinned head that fell to the ground.
It was trampled hard into a puddle of mud.
All this happens in just a few breaths.
Beside him, Sol was strolling leisurely, never more than five steps away from Soshyan.
Facing the surging enemy tide, his movements showed no distortion, and his efficiency in killing enemies was even higher than Soshyan's.
In just a moment, the stinking alien organs were drenched all over the armor of all the warriors. With the roar of chainswords and the roar of bolters, more dirty fluids splashed onto the faces of the Astartes.
On the body.
Five minutes later, they fought their way through the greenskins.