Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 581

  Chapter 581 Broken Moon

   "Leaving, getting ready."

   "Detachment."

  The fleet of the expeditionary force jumped out of outer space.

   "Formation, sail out of the dark side of the galaxy."

   Cole gave orders to the fleet on the bridge. When they regrouped from the outer reaches of the galaxy, they sailed into the luminous side of the galaxy and saw the behemoth beside that planet.

   "By the Emperor, what is that?"

   Someone on the bridge asked, there is a huge artificial star in front of the fleet, it is quite huge, almost occupying most of the surface area of ​​the planet.

  The whole planet around it was hollowed out, leaving many holes in the surface, minerals and building materials were sent into orbit, assembled on the huge star, and made it bigger and bigger.

  The orcs are more like fleets of flying garbage guarding around.

   "Battle Moon." Vito replied, frowning and looking at the moon carefully.

   "Battle Moon? I've only seen it in books." Anna said in surprise.

   "How does the real thing feel?"

   "It's a little bit more broken than I thought."

  The surface of that moon is very broken, many parts are not built well, cracks and gaps can be seen everywhere, and the unprotected internal structure is exposed.

   "It's a good thing it's not finished yet, Cole, and the fleet forms to attack."

   Cole nodded affirmatively, and then gave orders to the fleet. Vito sat back on the throne on the bridge and looked at the battle moon behind the orc fleet.

   "Command the Astartes, land, detonate it."

  The fleet of the expeditionary force quickly completed the battlefield formation, and then launched an attack towards the battle moon. The orcs also discovered them, and the garbage fleet defending the moon quickly launched a counterattack.

  The battleships were biting together in the galaxy, and in the explosion, the strike cruiser of the space warrior launched a swift assault. Under the cover of the surrounding **** fleet, the Blackmane Wolf and the Order entered the range of the battle moon.

  The interstellar warriors jumped to attack quickly, and the landing pod and Thunderhawk roared out of the engine room, passing through the fleet and entering the unclosed deck of the battle moon.

  The Thunderhawk painted in the color of the Space Wolves roared and landed on the deck. Ragnar strode out from the deck with a double ax in hand. More Thunderhawks landed behind him, and the Space Wolves company filed out.

  They quickly killed all the grit workers on the deck, as well as a few green leather overseers.

  The Thunderhawk of the Dark Angel also landed, Lancelot stepped off the Thunderhawk, looked around at the green skin corpses and approached Ragnar.

   "Ragnar." Lancelot approached and said, "You go to Reactor No. 2, and I go to No. 1."

   "Understood, I will be faster, follow me!"

  They acted separately, Ragnar and Lancelot each led their soldiers to attack from both sides.

Ragnar rushed into the interior of the moon, and the wolf warriors behind him followed him, attacking the depths of the battle moon, and the space wolves rushed towards the target along the roughly spliced ​​and assembled interior of the planet .

   On the moon, the greenskins fell into chaos, and the frontal attack of the expedition fleet made them all pay attention to that side, but they didn't realize that there was an Astartes attacking inside themselves.

  The wolves' attack was swift and direct, with the rage unique to the Fenrisians, but they were not wary, and went straight to the target.

   It's like a pack of wolves smelling wounded prey.

  They defeated the few green skins who realized their existence and came to intercept them. The wolves were unstoppable. They formed two pairs of fangs with the dark angels and bit towards the heart of the moon.

  The chain saw axes in Ragnar's hands kept roaring and roaring, splitting the green skin's head and cutting off his chest.

  He rushed across the deck, striding towards the greenskin in front, the greenskin was knocked out and leaned against the wall, and then cut off his neck with an axe, blood sprayed on Ragnar's face.

   "Canned dried shrimp!"

  The orc warlord rushed in, he and Ragnar exchanged glances, the two sides roared and rushed towards each other immediately, and they followed closely behind the space wolf and the orcs.

  The two sides collided instantly in the middle of the moon corridor, roaring and roaring, swords, axes and warhammers fought fiercely together.

  The battle cries of the orcs mingled with the howls of the Space Wolves, and there were explosions all around the moon, but the vibrations here came directly from the fiercest battle.

  Ragnar fought with the orc warlord, they fought from one end of the corridor to the other, the ax smashed on the wall and smashed on the ground.

   Their battle was protracted, seemingly indefatigable, and Ragnar slashed the orc's arm in a desperate attempt to kill each other with the two brothers and the Emperor's warriors.

   And he punched Ragnar's helmet flying, and the helmet shattered on the ground. Ragnar spat out the blood in his mouth, and turned his head to look at the green-skinned general who was rushing forward.

  He roared angrily and chopped down the axe. Ragnar rushed up, hugged the green-skinned general and smashed open the door, falling to the ground behind the passage.

  Ragnar grabbed Greenskin's wrist, stepped on him and broke his arm, the greenskin warrior howled sharply, Ragnar broke his arm, and lifted it high.

The head of the green-skinned warlord was hacked in. Ragnar chopped off his head with his saber, and the orcs rushed over. in front of them.

  The heads of the greenskins exploded one after another, their bodies were punched out by the bullets fired from one side, another unexpected team arrived, and quickly fired from the edge to eliminate the orcs here.

  It was an insurgent army composed of human captives. They wore tattered clothes and carried weapons that were cobbled together from the garbage on the ship or hidden in private.

  Although they looked embarrassed, there was a fighting enthusiasm on everyone's face.

  Ragnar looked at them, and the Space Wolves rushed over behind him, "I'm glad you're still alive, we're going to dry the green-skinned reactor, come on?"

   "Happily, for the Emperor."

  An old man came out from among the captives. His right eye was missing and an arm was missing, but he still looked resolute and led the rebels all the way to kill them.

   "Commander Yarick."

  Ragnar recognized him, and the latter apparently recognized Ragnar, or his name, or possibly the Space Wolves emblem on his shoulder.

   "Glad to see the Astartes here." Yarick said, blowing the heads of the undead orcs on the ground with a real bolter with one hand.

   "Now, let us once again fight for the Emperor."

   "Yes." Ragnar grinned, and took the helmet handed by the soldier behind him, "Lancelot, you will never guess who I met."

   "The marshal's order is to make a quick assault, and let's talk about other things."

  Lancelot said that he had led the Dark Angels to kill the moon. Their speed was quite fast, and they broke through the interception of the orcs and rushed into the reactor in the center of the battle moon.

  The construction here has not yet been completed, the reactor is directly exposed to the vacuum, and the magnetic boots under Lancelot's feet make him stand still.

  The warriors of the Dark Angels came in, and the orcs were thrown into a vacuum, unable to stop Lancelot's troops.

  Lancelot looked at the reaction furnace below, which shone with azure light, and powerful power was sent to every part of the moon from here.

   "Fried it."

  The fighters of the Dark Angels put the quantum nuclear warhead they brought next to the reactor, it was activated, and the countdown numbers began to operate.

   "Ragnar, have you settled over there?" Lancelot asked.

   "Okay, Yarick and his people are more familiar with this place than us, so let's set it up."

   "Retreat." Lancelot said to Ragnar, and at the same time gave orders to his warriors, and the Dark Angels immediately began to retreat.

   "We're taking your new friends back," Lancelot said. "The High Marshal will want to see him, and he has some questions to ask."

   After saying that, Lancelot also withdrew. He led the soldiers back to Thunderhawk, started the engine and flew out of the moon. Behind them, the countdown to the bomb also reset to zero.

  Majestic explosions emerged from both sides of the moon, blasting the unfinished battle moon to pieces.

  Vito sat on the bridge, passing through the destroyed greenskin fleet, watching the moon shattered and the wreckage burning into the nearby planet.

   "They succeeded." Cole said standing on the side.

   "My lord, we rescued the prisoners of the Iron Legion on the Battle Moon, and Commissar Yarick was among them."

   Lancelot's voice sounded, Thunderhawk emerged from the sea of ​​flames in the distance, and flew towards the fleet. Cole and Vito looked at each other, and the latter nodded slightly.

   "Bring him here, I have something to ask him."

   "An extinction order is issued on this planet, and no spores of the green skins can survive." Vito ordered Cole, who nodded, "Understood."

  Vito turned away from the bridge, and the planet behind him exploded.

  (end of this chapter)

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