"Come on!!!!!!! Fuck you a big asshole in the subspace!!!!!!!"
Stark roared and pulled the trigger, and the huge automatic cannon roared like a beast. Two veterans of Katachang gritted their teeth and forced the weapons with huge recoil to remain motionless.
Under the action of a powerful "stabilizer", the shells slashed straight through the air, and then hit the head of the Hell Dragon in a continuous and precise manner, exploding the twisted flamethrower in its mouth the moment it spits out flames.
The next second, amid the whine, its entire neck was blown away by the out-of-control flames, and it was like a bird that broke its neck dragging the flames to the ground. The other two hell dragons were frightened and turned around and ran away.
Seeing the falling Hell Dragon being blown into countless pieces by the angry Katachang people, Stark breathed a sigh of relief, threw the automatic cannon directly down the city, then pulled out two cigars from the armed belt, and threw them to Hak and Mabo respectively.
"You guys did a good job."
As he said that, he took out one himself and ignited it with a twisted fire that had not yet been extinguished.
Taking a sip of the cigarette cartridge with a slightly subspace atmosphere, Hack pointed at the Chaos Space Marine's head on Ma Bo's waist and smiled.
"It's boring to be such a small bastard. We have to do the whole big one."
Hack, whose arms were red, vomited a cigarette ring and laughed.
"How old should it be."
"I think Huron's is good."
"Then our hands and feet are fast, and there are many people staring at his head."
At this time, Stark seemed to see something, walked to the wall with anger, pointed to the bottom and said:
"That! That one over there! Yes! Just masturbate at the Hell Dragon, then you are stupid! Do you want me to pry your head open to see if there is a poisonous frog in heat inside?"
Under Stark's command, the second Katachang Regiment quickly packed up the battlefield, and they became the first star army to break through the middle nest guardrail.
The second-placed Kadian's 8th Regiment did not break through the midnest wall until 41 minutes later, while the third-placed Krieg's 19th Armored Regiment did not break through the midnest wall until 67 minutes later.
At this point, the Imperial Expeditionary Force's Ascension Festival offensive completed the first critical step. Then the commanders rotated the troops, replaced the new troops to the front line, and immediately launched an attack on the middle nest, without intending to give the remaining enemies any breathing opportunity.
According to Rayve's vision, they will destroy the enemy before the Emperor's Ascension Festival and celebrate the most important festival of the empire on the enemy's corpses.
Most of the Astral Army generals were optimistic about this, because in their opinion, after several days of fierce attack, the Red Pirates had lost most of their troops, including the dead Space Marines. The Chaos Space Marines alone could count more than 300, and the actual number might exceed 500. According to previous expectations, the Chaos Space Marine defenders in Satusha should not exceed 1,000 at most.
But the actual situation is far more complicated than the generals of the Expeditionary Force estimate, because after Hongsuo came to Badab to preside over the defense, he immediately increased the defenders of Satushachaodu to 3,000!
Therefore, although most of the area of ​​the nest was lost, the Red Pirates' power also shrank to the extreme, just like a clenched fist. Under the pressure of death, they planned to fight back.
The upper nest of Satusha is completely different from the chaotic middle nest and the barbaric lower nest. It maintains the original order and rules to the greatest extent. It is only that the church that worships the emperor in the past has become a bloody gladiator. Around it, the manufacturing plants and slaughterhouses are tightly squeezed together, the bloody processing machines stand up, the burning propellant occasionally erupts, and the blackened piles of goods merge into a nightmare cityscape, extending in all directions that can be seen.
However, on the other hand, there are not many huge temples or dark altars commonly found in the Chaos World. Huron strictly prohibits his lords from privately conducting large-scale sacrifices and worship rituals of the gods, which is also the most dissatisfied with the word-bearers.
Dietrich dragged his heavy steps across the abyss, his personal soldiers followed him, a giant looming at the end of the road.
As an Iron Warrior, Dietrich no longer has the concept of many brothers. It is difficult for him to fully trust the bodyguards who have followed him for thousands of years, and this is the only one he trusts.
The Word Bearers trust their God, but even the most powerful Gods manifest themselves as flesh and bones, rather than Ademan alloy plates and tempered steel.
For him, it was not God, but his brother.
Upon approaching, he raised his head, from its heavy tracks to the highest circular turret, the engine was over 6 meters high, even dwarfing the Terminator.
This is a brutal blade, but the name of the former Legion has been erased. It once had many names, black eyes, hatred, and broken teeth, but after Dietrich got him from Huron, it only had one name-
Tyrant Hammer.
As a Red Pirate who is good at jumping gangs and short of land warfare, Huron realized the huge weakness of the power in his hands for a long time, so he was also actively changing. Through long-term plundering, salvage, and even purchasing, Huron began to build his own armored power fifty years ago.
However, this process was not easy. After paying enough resources and costs to arm a main fleet, Huron only barely pieced together six superheavy armored companies. Each superheavy armored company consists of 6 strike teams and 1 command team. A team consists of 2-3 heavy tanks or an superheavy tank depending on the situation.
If it were just the predator commonly used by Astart now, it would not have made Huron so hard. The super-heavy armored companies he built were all vehicles from the Great Crusade era that was very rare in the current 41 thousand years. They were mainly Sikaran combat tanks and scimitar tanks, as well as a small number of brutal blades, and the Cerberus heavy tank destroyer, whose target was to target the Knight family and the Titan Legion of the Empire.
Of course, Huron's entire vision was to eventually build thirty super-heavy armored companies, so that he could have real means of siegeing cities and land, rather than attacking the weak imperial world with just a chance.
Dietrich led the fourth superheavy armored company of the Red Pirates, also known as the "Huron Iron Fist".
They were deployed by Huron in Satusha when the empire's expedition order left Terra. When Honso arrived in Badab, he ordered him to return to the main star of Badab, but Ditrich looked down on this bastard and was even more unlikely to accept his wisdom.
As one of Huron's most trusted commanders, Ditrich left the army and joined the Red Pirates very early. After gaining Huron's trust, he was also very loyal to Huron, but on the contrary he became very arrogant. No one listened to Huron's orders or obeyed. Even several war lords could not control him. Huron's indulgence of "love of talents" further gave birth to his arrogance, and he even did not take the lords of Satusha seriously.
So, he refused Hong Suo's order on the grounds of Huron's order, and Hong Suo sued Huron again, but Huo Long did not respond for a while. Both sides pulled each other back and forth into the void for half a year. When the Empire Fleet surrounded the galaxy, it was too late to leave.
However, Ditrich was not panicked. Satusha had been operating for so many years, and the nest was strong enough and sufficient supplies. It would be no problem to stick to it for one or two years.
At least he believes that as long as he firmly holds it, there will be a way.
Chapter completed!