Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter 232

  Chapter 232 Nothing Can Stop (Subscribe)

   "Clean them up." Hawke stood on the Marauder anti-gravity suspension tank and gave the order.

  The companies poured more intense firepower on the enemy.

  A large number of shells fell on the enemy's head, and the booming artillery fire echoed on the battlefield.

  The enemy's fortifications were pulled out one by one.

  The opponent tried his best to fight back.

  But the range of the imperial artillery far exceeds that of the traitors.

   They are always on the side of being suppressed.

  Once they fight back, more violent bombing will be ushered in.

  The Natal 502 elite regiment led by Hawke is attacking the Styx Hive.

  This hive is located in the equatorial region of Chidi Planet, and it is a very important industrial hive.

  After the outbreak of the Great Rift incident, wild wizards, mutants, and cultists took the opportunity to control the local nobles and launched a rebellion against the empire.

   Hawke was ordered to take it back.

   This recovery operation is not difficult for the 502 regiment.

   At best, it is a little troublesome.

  His troops wear advanced exoskeleton armor, well-armed and the crude weapons of those traitors formed a huge difference.

  In addition to this advantage, the intelligence network formed by the suspended anti-gravity detection device, and those heavy vehicles with individual shields are also the advantages of the Natal 502 Regiment.

  Hawk attaches great importance to this task, and it will be an important battle for his promotion.

   After liberating Natal from the Imperial Regency and executing the local nobles, Hawke joined the team.

   He participated in many campaigns.

   Fight against Orc Warlords, against Necrons, and against Zerg.

   In the beginning, he followed Guilliman's troops.

   Fight out from Ultramar, sweeping the world along the way.

  Hawk has changed from a big soldier to an independent leader.

   Soon, he will be promoted again to become a high-ranking commander.

  As long as he wins the Hive Capital of Styx, his meritorious service is enough to be promoted.

   At that time, he will command an army independently.

   Troops with fleets, knights, nuns, and many other auxiliary units.

  He is even qualified to stand in front of Calgar and Guilliman to report the battle situation and listen to their strategic arrangements.

  This was unimaginable in the past.

   Never before has a top soldier risen to such a high position.

  Even though they are fighting together, there are two parallel lines between them.

   Those nobles monopolized the positions of officers.

  After their descendants graduate from the military academy, they will be assigned to a company to become a petty officer.

   Then he rose all the way and became an officer like his father.

   At that time, there was such a joke circulating in the army.

  An old general of the Astra Militarum takes a walk with his grandson.

  The grandson asked, "Grandpa, can I be a general when I grow up?"

  His grandfather stroked his head kindly.

   "Of course, you will definitely become a general in the future."

  The grandson was very happy to hear this, so he asked again.

   "Grandpa, can I be a marshal in the future?"

  His grandfather shook his head, "I can't help it, kid."

  The grandson asked in puzzlement, "Why? I will work very hard."

   His grandfather said, "Because the marshals also have their own grandchildren."

   Such jokes also once reflected the collusion of bureaucrats and interest forces in the Star Realm Army.

   Until Guilliman wakes up, relying on his prestige to reform the Star Militia Army, it will allow those low-level soldiers who are difficult to get ahead to open up a path for promotion.

  Break the bloodline threshold for promotion, and a huge number of fierce men soon beat up the original military family into disgrace.

   So far, most of the troops of the Indomitable Expedition are elites who have been killed by virtue of their ability and record.

  Of course there are family members among them, but there are also many low-level people.

  In addition to Guilliman's Primarch status bonus, many reforms to the army are also important reasons why he is supported by the imperial army.

  Compared to the incompetent and furious nobles, the support of Guilliman's rule by those elites with outstanding talents is the foundation of the stability of the empire.

   It is also the foundation for the Primarch to dare to carry out all-round reforms.

  Nowadays, many grassroots military officers have already equated Guilliman with the next emperor of humanity, the lord of humanity.

  The Emperor is beloved, but he has slept on the Golden Throne for too long.

   For ten thousand years, the Empire received no guidance from the Emperor.

   Now, Guilliman is leading the Empire.

  Everything is getting better.

  From politics to economy, to all kinds of education, medical care and other basic security, they are all getting better with the naked eye.

  Hawk is also one of these people.

  At first, he was just a worker.

   There is no way out other than being deprived of surplus value, praising the factory owner for creating a factory, and letting him have work.

   But now, he is commanding a corps, doing things that he never dared to do before.

   All of this was brought by Guilliman after he woke up.

   Hawke believes in the Emperor.

  But this does not prevent him from thinking that the Great Regent of the Empire will be the next Lord of Humanity.

   Times are changing, and there is no eternal monarch in this world.

   People are empowered to choose who they follow.

  At the beginning, they still had some scruples and dared not talk about this topic in public.

  But as time goes by, they find that they are surrounded by people who think the same as themselves, and they talk about it more openly.

  The new Lord of Humanity.

  The second emperor of the Human Empire.

   Terra's new master.

   Such remarks emerge in endlessly.

  Hawk is also looking forward to the day when the great imperial regent officially takes the throne.

  Maybe, wait until Chaos is beaten back.

  The scene that everyone is looking forward to will become a reality.

   "Captain, we have broken through."

  A voice interrupted Hawke's meditation, allowing him to focus on the battlefield.

   "Enter and announce to those guys that everyone must put their heads in their hands and kneel on the ground, otherwise they will all be treated as traitors." Hawke said with coldness and no scruples.

  Hawk has experienced countless battles, large and small, on all fronts.

  He knows what crazy things these cultists who have turned to Chaos can do.

   Also know how terrible the pollution of chaos is.

   They are the absolute enemies of mankind and will not be forgiven.

   Only death is their best destination.

  Besides this, there is no second way to choose.

  The resistance in the city continues.

  The traitors built fortifications with sandbags and waste on the streets, and set up various weapons in an attempt to prevent the arrival of the imperial troops.

   They have workers, servitors, and demihumans who have removed the imperial markings and loyalty tattoos.

  Some guys with weird symbols painted on their bodies yelled all kinds of profane words frantically.

  Hawk watched the traitors, his mechanical prosthetics hammering the heavy hull of the tank.

   "Brave Natalians, in the name of Imperial Regent, crush those beasts."

  The cultists fired.

   But they quickly fell apart.

  The firepower of the loyal troops of the Empire is beyond their imagination.

  Just the automatic cannon on the shoulder of the exoskeleton is enough to let them know the cruelty of war.

  Let them know how terrifying the technological gap is.

   Their bodies were torn apart under the blow of artillery fire.

   Soon, those cultists collapsed, and they fled to various places in the city.

   And Hawke didn't intend to let them go.

  Since they have chosen to betray, they have only one fate, and that is death.

  The nests are large.

   It is impossible to completely control every street, every residential area.

  Control the most important places, then the traitors in this Hive City will not be able to turn the tide.

  The first is the energy pile that maintains the operation of the Hive City, the second is the food factory, and the third is the weapon factory.

   Taking control of these places, the residents of the city will submit to the empire again.

  As long as they are not polluted by Chaos, these residents will generally be admitted again.

  Before the empire was reformed, the lower-level residents did not have much ability to deal with crises, and they did not have the power to say no.

  The local army is all loyal to the nobles, follows the nobles, listens to the nobles, and inherits the genes of the nobles.

  Once the nobles surrender, they can only follow suit.

   No amount of allegiance to the Emperor matters.

  After all, the local residents have long been numb under the pressure of heavy work and survival. Apart from being qualified laborers, they have no ability to fight against those cultists.

   No matter how unwilling they are, the nobles surrendered, and they could only surrender along with them.

   With its powerful firepower, Hawke's 502nd regiment easily controlled the first two.

  The traitors retreated to the weapons factory, guarding the last stronghold.

  The weapon factory is still running.

  Huge machinery is on the way to the core foundry and STC data center.

   Those booming machines are running in an orderly manner.

  The crane lifts the ladle full of molten iron and pours it down into the mold.

  The servitor repeated the fixed movements he had been doing before the war started, as if nothing happened around him.

  The dirty water leaking from the pipes dripped onto the red-burning machinery, emitting bursts of steam, mixed in the smoke in the hall, and the smell of rust was everywhere.

   Hawk no longer sits on the Marauder Hover Tank.

   This plant is valuable and worth preserving.

   For this reason, Hawke did not use heavy weapons and artillery bombardment.

  He personally led the team, preparing to break through the last stronghold of the rebels and add a thick stroke to his medal of merit.

  A traitor rushed out of the steam and smoke. His body had mutated, his eyes were cloudy, and his teeth were extremely sharp.

   Heretic's Sigil is engraved on his flak armor.

   Wielding a heavy two-handed giant sword in his hand.

   "For Lord Jolkan," the traitor shouted.

   Obviously, these guys are all heretics who were bewitched by the demon prince who controlled the Segil galaxy.

  These guys are already demonizing.

  Once it continues, the pollution of the subspace will increase, and the opponent will most likely enter Chidixing directly.

  Chidi Star has a strong anti-subspace force field, but this force field is not omnipotent.

   Ancient witchcraft, such as sacrifice, can still help those who have no life to descend.

  Hawk dodged the epee that was coming at him, and the automatic laser cannon on his shoulder rotated automatically, blowing the opponent's head off with one shot.

   The headless corpse fell to the ground, twitching weakly.

   Executed a traitor, Hawke activated the laser knife on his wrist and pierced another enemy's chest position.

   But there are more behind the two enemies.

  Lasers are coming in densely.

   Several shots landed on Hawke's body and were blocked by his exoskeleton armor.

   Special paint on the exoskeleton deflects the laser beam, minimizing its damage.

   "These guys are different from those traitors outside. They appear to be more organized, more fanatical, and have been blessed by the devil." Hawke's adjutant said.

   Hawk nodded in agreement. "You are right, Heller, but we will still kill them. This will not change. Traitors can't change anything."

   "All teams release all firepower, we are going forward." Hawke turned on the communicator and shouted to all the troops, "In the name of the Great Regent, destroy them."

  The soldiers of the 502nd Regiment of Natal responded to their regiment commander with the same loud slogans.

  Lasers illuminate the foundry hall, and grenades are fired into the enemy's fortifications.

  Hawk is shooting crazily against the enemy's firepower, and the automatic laser cannon mounted on his shoulder is also trying to fire, shooting at the enemy.

  Screams, the sound of armor and bones breaking, and howls of pain mixed together.

  The fragments of the explosion were swung away by the sturdy exoskeleton armor.

   Traitors are falling in batches.

  Hoke's team is in control.

  Suddenly, a bomb hit Hawke.

  The bullet exploded on his exoskeleton armor, sending him flying upside down.

  The cushioning device of the exoskeleton kept him alive, but he was still dizzy and his whole head was buzzing.

  Among the smoke, a muscular, huge engineer came out carrying a heavy bomb.

   "You are late. The lackey of the corpse emperor, the life created by Master Jorkan has been born, and you will surely meet his terrible wrath."

   "Kill him." Hawk tried to stand up, "Nothing can stop us, not even a demon."

   In the name of Guilliman, no matter what bad things are, Hawke will not let it stop him.

  He is going to be a higher commander.

   Obtain the qualification to discuss war with the imperial regent.

  He will also stand at the great ceremony and witness the great Thirteen Primarchs become the second emperor of mankind.

   Let all demons die.

   Nothing can stop him.

  (end of this chapter)

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