Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The churning sea of ​​beasts permeates the city walls. The towering hive city walls are solid and tenacious. The void shield generator on its surface firmly reinforces its walls to block the raging Tyranid disaster outside.

The orbital weapons on the city wall fired firepower day and night, and dense artillery bombarded the entire land. Once upon a time, when you stood on the city wall, you could see the boundless buildings outside, and see towering spiers and towers. Gothic architecture, but now all that no longer exists.

The scarlet land extends to the end of the earth, covered with an ocean, an ocean composed of nightmare beasts. They hit the stand shield like a tide. Giant war beasts constantly hit and bombarded the surface of the shield with biological cannons. The flickering light of the void shield continued to light up above Olaf's head.

The old wolf's gray beard and hair were lit up by various lights. He looked at the billowing sea of ​​​​fire under the city wall. Not far away, rows of automatic cannons on the tracks of the city wall were firing continuously, and there were even land fortress cannons with astonishing caliber. Roaring with thunderous fury.

But no matter how much effort the Imperial Army put in, and how many artillery shells the Mechanicus workers produced, they could not destroy these beasts. They always attacked endlessly, and even if they tried their best, they could not cause any effective damage to them.

And outside the Milky Way, outside the shining of the Emperor's light, countless such swarm fleets are approaching. These boundless Tyranid tentacles that engulf the entire galaxy are stretching from the darkness everywhere to the Milky Way, bringing the destined destruction with them. Come.

This is a desperate fact. Anyone who learns this news and realizes the horror of Tyranid will fall into despair and collapse, but the Astartes will not, they will not, they are the Emperor's angels of death, they do not know What is fear.

"Is everything okay? Olaf." Bell stepped forward and asked. His armor was stained with a large amount of blood. Although it was not surprising as a pharmacist, Olaf knew that the blood stains on Bell's body were not healing. Caused by brothers.

The Ultramarines Apothecary walked up to Olaf with a bolter in hand, and together they looked down at the rolling tide of beasts below. Both of them stared at the gray-red craze, looking at the roaring and roaring Tyranid beasts. .

"Whenever I think about the great enemy surrounding the empire, my brother, I can't help but feel doubtful for our fellow humans." Olaf said, his gray beard swaying slightly in the hot wind, "The Milky Way is extremely dangerous, and ten thousand Years have passed and we still stand on the front line, fighting against the Emperor's great enemies, but it seems that tranquility and peace have never come, and there is only eternal war and destruction in the galaxy."

"Perhaps, brother, but there has never been a period of human civilization that was truly peaceful. Since the origin of our species in Ancient Terra, we have been closely associated with war."

Bell took off his helmet, and I had to say that he was actually quite handsome, with a delicate face and a proper son of Macragge.

"We fight with each other and foreign enemies, but human civilization develops and grows during wars. This is how we have been for tens of thousands of years."

"Indeed, my glorious brother." Captain Mikael came to the two of them with his centurion war helmet between his arms. Behind him were Lancelot and Ragnar who had just returned from the bloody battle.

"Although the galaxy is full of wars, and death and destruction seem to be everywhere, there is not only destruction and killing in the galaxy. At this moment, our hometown Macragge is already in the disaster of the Tyranid War. Restored, the entire Greater Ultramar Sector also thrived."

Captain Mikael looked at the gray-red craze. He raised his iron arm and pointed at the end of the earth and the distant space. "At the same time that we are being attacked by Tyranid, there are thousands of imperial worlds developing. Our suffering and war are the guarantee of their development."

"Civilization, art and reason still exist in the Empire, and its germination is tenacious. Although it is still fragile now, I believe it will still thrive and one day allow mankind to achieve what the Emperor expects us to achieve. realm."

"It is precisely because of this that we, the Emperor's Iron Guards, will fight in every world forever without doubt or distress. My battle brothers, it is precisely because of our battles and sacrifices that the fire of hope can be It will still continue in the empire, and let it develop and burn in thousands of worlds that are still peaceful."

Mikael's voice is resounding, like an erudite old scholar. As the company commander of the Ultramarines Chapter, he is obviously well-read in poetry and has achieved great achievements in various fields. Unlike other chapters, the Ultramarines attach great importance to Due to such spiritual connotation, although obviously not everyone likes this style.

Ragnar growled impatiently and waved the chain sword he found temporarily, "I hate such formal things. We only need to know that Father Quan hopes that we will fight against thousands of powerful enemies. ”

"But we must not forget the purpose of our fighting and why we exist." Bell said seriously, raising his arms, "It is precisely because some brothers have forgotten our purpose and what the Emperor really wants from us, This will lead to rebellion and betrayal.”

"We must not forget that our superhuman bodies are sworn to dedicate everything to the cause of the Emperor, and the Emperor's demands have never changed for the good of humanity as a whole. You should not forget this, Ragnar."

"Okay, Bell, don't go online. Where did you get this?" Ragnar walked up with a smile, took off his helmet and put his arm around the battle brother's shoulders, but it was still the knowledgeable Mi who answered him. Captain Kyle.

"If I remember correctly, this famous saying of truth is taken from the great Lord of Fire Dragons, Vulkan Vulcan." "Yes, Captain, as the Emperor's Son said."

Olaf, who also came from the wolf group but was much calmer, nodded affirmatively. He looked at his battle brothers with approval, but Ragna scratched his head in boredom, "Ah, I don't understand you, I'll just kill the enemy." Let you think about it."

Before Ragnar finished speaking, something roared down from the air, and the thing hit the street behind the city wall heavily. Several Astartes walked to the city wall to look at the thing.

Several Planetary Defense Force soldiers who were resting on the ground also hesitantly walked up with guns in hand. Two of them stood on the edge of the pit and looked in. Then they picked up their laser guns and shouted in fear. Shouting and shooting down.

Almost instantly, the two of them were torn to pieces by dozens of Tyranid beasts. A dozen Tyranid beasts crawled out of the pit. Almost immediately, countless airborne sacs hit the ground from the air, and countless Tyranid war beasts burst out of their squirming landing sites like newborn babies.

But these newborns started killing crazily almost immediately. Countless Tyranid creatures swept through the streets near the inner wall, and countless gunshots and screams immediately swept through the whole city.

Bell raised his head in astonishment and looked at the sky above his head. In the dark cloudy atmosphere, the flaming sac landing capsules roared down and hit the hive like meteors.

Although the anti-aircraft guns were still firing fiercely, they were unable to stop their huge numbers, which was enough to prove what was happening now.

"The space battle has been lost! The swarm has begun to increase its intensity!" Bell immediately came up with the answer, but now this is not an issue that Captain Kemir needs to consider.

The company commander put on the centurion battle helmet and activated the communicator, "I am Captain Kemir. All Astartes and mortal warriors obey the order, abandon the city walls and outer positions and retreat to the inner city! Quick!"

After receiving a burst of affirmative replies, the company commander nodded affirmatively to several brothers, and they immediately moved along the city wall. The cysts whizzed down from both sides of the city wall, and the wriggling tentacles and huge bodies smashed a building. A building, some even hit the city wall directly.

Tyranid creatures filed out of the sacs and slaughtered all non-Tyranid creatures on the city wall. The four Astartes rushed through the corridor on one side of the city wall and reached the elevator.

The surviving mortal soldiers also joined their team. They took the elevator that was flashing red light and arrived at the ground. The moment the orbital elevator door opened, they arrived at another purgatory.

The entire street was filled with Tyranid beasts. They were gnawing and tearing at the bones of mortals. Screams and screams were heard one after another. Almost immediately, the Tyranid beasts noticed the group of people in the elevator.

Kemir took the lead in raising his bolt pistol and opened fire quickly. The bolts instantly shattered the head of the first Tyranid. The Astartes and the mortals immediately started firing, and the rapid firepower poured on the beasts, almost instantly. Dozens of beasts were killed on the spot, but at the other end of the street hundreds of Tyranid beasts were rushing towards them, destroying and destroying everything they saw along the way, leaving only death and blood on the ground.

"Go! Forward!" the company commander roared and fired continuously. He pulled out his power sword and took the lead in breaking out. The champion swordsman's sharp long blade flew among the Tyranid beasts, killing each one and falling to the ground.

Everyone followed closely behind the company commander. Ragnar and Lancelot charged forward, and together with the company commander used chain swords and power swords to open the way forward. The mortal guards followed closely behind them, shooting and advancing around them. No. Some people were hit by carnivorous beetles and fell to the ground, and some were pushed down and dismembered by knife insects that suddenly appeared.

But they still pushed forward, and from time to time warriors from all corners joined the breakout team. Warriors from Vostonia, Valhalla and the local guard filled the entire team, and gray green and scarlet became the dominant force of the team. color.

At the front and sides of the team, the Astartes of various Chapters who responded to Kemir's call advanced on iron feet, their bolters and chainswords roaring, and the Emperor's Angels of Death were carrying them with high efficiency. Mortals stand out.

The streets were filled with Tyranid beasts falling from the sky. They attacked the living creatures on the entire street. Residents and soldiers were bloody massacred and devoured. The huge herd overwhelmed the street positions formed by law enforcement officers and guardsmen. spread.

In a street coffee shop, a large group of refugees who fled in a hurry screamed and looked at the Tyranid beasts trying to break in outside the door. Their scythe claws pierced the door panel, biting and pulling at the survivors who wanted to eat them. them.

A few relatively strong men blocked the door with all their strength, but their strength was no advantage compared to the Tyranid beasts. The door was constantly pushed by the impact, and the terrifying monster stuck its head in, roaring with blood and killing countless people. Saliva splattered on the ground.

The women screamed and looked at the monster, but just as the door was about to be knocked open, the monster was dragged out by something, and fell into silence after a scream.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the men blocking the door were pushed to the ground. The people in the room looked at the giant standing at the door. He was holding a bloody chain sword and looking at everyone in the room.

"Why are you still standing there? Let's go!" The black-armored warrior said, grabbing the chain sword and hacking down another Tyranid. He called on the people in the room to get out, and everyone stood up and crawled out. The giant passed by, and when they recognized it to be an Astartes, they had no doubts.

The refugee team joined the breakout army. These screaming refugees severely slowed down the speed of the team. Lancelot cursed and turned around, raised his bolt gun and shot down the Tyranids that were chasing after them. group.

"Ragnar! You will kill everyone by bringing these refugees to join us!" "I must save them! I cannot tolerate abandoning the people of the empire!" "Can you fucking prioritize things?! This is It’s time to carry forward the emperor’s fraternity spirit!” “That’s what I think!”

"Alright! Quiet!" Olaf shouted sternly, and a psychic shock wave knocked away several Tyranid beasts. They crashed into the ruins of the city and were swallowed up by countless bricks in an instant.

"Cover, refugees and mortals retreat to the inner city gate! Form a defense line!" The old wolf wearing a tall priest armor shouted, and Captain Mikael also stopped suddenly. He looked at the nest that was slowly opening not far away. They were not far from the second gate of the inner city wall.

"Everyone! Organize a defense line! Immediately!" The moment after the company commander gave the order, more than ten Astartes around him immediately took over. They stood side by side behind the mortals and blocked the biological bullets with their bodies.

The carnivorous insects gnawed at the armor, but were unable to leave any traces on the strong carapace. The Astartes raised their blasters and fired a volley, and the storm-like barrage rushed towards the insect swarm.

Flesh and blood exploded on the street, and the flying flesh and blood splashed all over the wall, but suddenly a green plasma plasma was shot from across the street, and the plasma hit an Astartes monk, and his The armor was burned and corroded by the plasma, and its flesh and blood dissolved and collapsed in a very short period of time.

Olaf saw the giant Tyran beast at the end of the street holding a biological cannon. It roared and raised its muzzle, and countless Tyranids, large and small, rushed past it and rushed towards the city gate.

"The mortals have not yet finished evacuating! We must hold our position!" Ragnar shouted, but Lancelot cursed loudly and watched another brother being hit and decomposed by plasma.

"We must save the lives of our brothers! We are the Emperor's sword, and we cannot break it here!" "We cannot abandon our mortal people!" "Be sensible Ragnar! Their lives are as valuable as ours!" !" "You fart!"

The two Astartes exchanged loud insults, their quarrel echoing through the communicator on the inside of their helmets, which was not a good thing under the circumstances.

The tall angel statue crashed to the ground in the flames of war. The giant statue of an angel in golden armor smashed onto the side of the street. Violent dust and ashes spread and obscured everyone's sight.

Thick fog filled the dark streets, and everyone held their breath and aimed their blasters at the other end of the street. They heard the dense sound of tiny footsteps in their helmets and the crackling of Tyranid bones. The reverberating sound of the structure.

The plasma was not coming, but the icy coldness penetrated everyone's house like a dagger. Even the two cats and dogs stopped and took aim at the invisible enemy in the thick fog.

The sounds of those monsters came closer and closer, and all the Astartes held tightly to their triggers, but suddenly a dense scarlet beam of light shot over their heads, and the beam instantly penetrated Countless screams and howls came from the dense fog, and a broken Tyran body fell in front of Lancelot.

Everyone looked back and saw the huge figure.

"I am his sharp blade, I am his magic weapon." The ancient voice said. Suddenly everyone raised their heads and watched a flashing ion beam streaking across the street. After a scream, the sound of the giant object falling to the ground came from the thick atmosphere. Came from the other side of the fog.

"I am Delantius! I am his angel!" The fearless mecha trampled the crystal pavement on the ground. The tall fearless giant walked among the people. All the deadly firepower on his body began to roar at the same time, plasma Cannons, laser cannons, automatic cannons and honeycomb missile pods all emerge.

Destructive firepower exploded all over the street. The exquisite street lamps and shops were destroyed and collapsed, and the Tyranid beasts on the black streets were also blown to pieces.

The Dreadnought mecha raised its right arm and sprayed out hot molten fire. All the Tyranids closest to him were screaming and being dissolved and collapsed, but there were still a few Tyranids that jumped behind the Dreadnought and tried to cut open the holy coffin with their razor claws.

But the fearless mecha raised its manipulator, grabbed them and smashed them to the ground, then trampled them to pieces. The tall giants slaughtered among the beasts and cut off the charging beasts.

"Retreat! Brothers, retreat!" said the fearless voice. After the storm of firepower, the Astartes monks quickly withdrew behind the exquisite city gate of the inner city, which was almost a work of art.

"Delantius! Retreat to the city!" Mikael shouted at the Dreadnought. The Dreadnought mecha started here and violently crushed the skull of a Tyranid beast, but the Dreadnought mecha did not retreat but continued to go crazy. The ground slaughtered the Tyranid herds.

"Delantius! Withdraw to the city!" Mikael said sternly here, but Dauntless still did not respond. Its destructive weapons were destroying everything, but Mikael was sure that the Dauntless veteran could not hear his voice. .

"Delantius, now is not the time for you to die gloriously! Your campaign is not over! The enemies of the Emperor are not yet dead!" "I will destroy the enemies of the Emperor." Fearless said and punched here, The Lightning Fists shattered an entire group of Tyranid soldiers.

"The Emperor needs you alive. Only in this way can you fulfill your obligations. Now obey the orders my brother." Mikael said. After a moment of silence, the Dreadnought began to retreat slowly. He fired fiercely while retreating. .

The Astartes and mortals at the city gate also began to fire fiercely to cover the fearless retreat. Dozens of Guard soldiers worked together to drag up a twin-mounted laser cannon. After they made assumptions, the shooter immediately jumped into the seat and started. shooting.

The storm-like firepower was superimposed on the fearless firepower, almost instantly shattering the Tyranid Zerg in the entire street, and in this moment, fearless walked into the city gate, and the huge solid city gate also responded. Completely closed.

Olaf and Bell raised their heads. They looked at the sky between the tall buildings above their heads. There were no cysts falling down here. Obviously, the anti-aircraft firepower here could still cope with the current situation.

"It's the last moment." Olaf said, they still had no retreat, and Bell nodded affirmatively, "Yes, I hope Vito can do something."

Before Bell finished speaking, Vito's voice came from the communicator.

"If the four of you are not dead yet, come to me at the headquarters, as is Captain Mikael." "Do you have any idea?" Olaf asked anxiously, "Maybe, but it's not a good idea."

"Ha, when have you ever had a good idea?" Ragnar said sarcastically, and Vito's voice smiled, "That's true."

His voice hung up, and several Astartes looked at each other, then looked around at the desperate mortals and soldiers. The five giants and the fearless mechas walked towards the administrative hall in the center of the city.

The final fate of this planet is approaching.