Hammer 40k: Far East Storm

When the lightning struck, space and time both vibrated slightly.

It was just a subtle vibration, too small to be detected by any existing machine, but in such a moment, a student was unlucky, and his soul was swept into the narrow gap by the lightning.

Li was killed, and then his soul passed through the gap between time and space and reached another world.

Li traveled through like this.

It was like a bolt from the blue. When the news first came, no one believed their ears.

Until their guns were aimed at themselves and their weapons began to roar towards the direction of the earth, everyone really understood.

No one expected that the warmaster Horus would betray. For anyone, this was something they had never thought of. Even now that the fact has happened, it is still considered incredible by everyone.

Warmaster Horus, he was once one of the most beloved and trusted children of the Holy Emperor. During the glorious Great Crusade, the great emperor entrusted everything on the front line to his most trusted child. Warmaster Horus never failed the emperor's hopes. He brought the empire victory again and again, even countless times. But now he has betrayed with those troops who were once loyal to the empire. Half of the Space Marines have betrayed the Holy Emperor. Their souls have been corrupted by the evil gods hidden in the chaos. They turned their guns and wanted to destroy the emperor. They wanted to destroy the entire human race.

But what a shameful behavior!

These people were once the pride of the emperor and even mankind. The Space Marines were originally the emperor's paladins. They rode the empire's warships in the ocean of the starry sky, and constantly landed from the starry sky to fight in one world after another. They fought against brutal aliens, various bloodthirsty aliens, and various enemies of the empire. They used to be the sharpest sword in the emperor's hand. They brought the emperor's anger to the enemy! They have won countless victories and honors for the Empire, and destroyed countless enemies of the Empire, but now, this sharp sword turns around, and its blade is aimed at the heart of mankind, the Earth, and pierces it. They know who is the most important person in the entire Empire and the entire human race. They also know who leads mankind to prosperity, and they know who protects mankind in the galaxy.

It is the great emperor.

The enemy wants to harm the Holy Emperor!

Horus, the despicable traitor, wants the emperor dead!

The remnant of Horus might succeed. Robert Lee thought about this in his mind while punching the enemy in front of him. On the mechanical boxing gloves was the famous "Crow Claw". The indestructible and sharp electric claws easily pierced the enemy's head armor, and blood gushed out violently along the metal claws, but this only lasted for a short while. The "Crow Claw" was not an ordinary steel claw. It was fixed on the boxing gloves and integrated with the entire power armor. At the same time, the steel claws also carried a terrifying electric current. A blue electric current flashed through the steel claws, and the head of the enemy in front of him was completely burnt off. The blood was turned into red mist by the high temperature and slowly floated up.

As Robert Lee expected, the blood would only flow for a short while, and death would always follow. He was already familiar with this process.

On the battlefield, blood continued to flow, and the front line of the empire was crumbling.

The heart of the empire is bleeding. Horus is the warmaster. Among the emperor's many sons, only he has the most profound understanding of war. Now this war genius has inserted a sharp sword into the heart of mankind.

The earth is being attacked by Horus's legion. Blood is flowing. It will only flow for a short time, and death will always follow.

That will be the death of mankind.

This cannot be allowed to happen.

Such thoughts injected a trace of strength into Robert Lee's tired body. He kicked the corpse in front of him away. The corpse flew back violently, knocking down a group of enemies, and Lee's body instantly turned into a black shadow, and then pounced on the most densely populated place of the enemy. He waved his hands violently, and the sharp crow claws brought up a puff of blood. Along with the blood and screams, the fallen enemies floated up one by one.

Robert Lee was wearing a gorgeously decorated power armor, harvesting the lives and souls of the enemies without any pause, just like cutting wheat. He had no mercy, no hesitation, and walked on the battlefield like a black god of death. The Crow Claw always eliminated the enemy accurately and quickly. No one could stand even one round in front of the brave Robert Lee. On the battlefield, he took the lives of the enemies as easily as cracking an egg.

This was normal, because Robert Lee was an expert in killing. He was the youngest master in the Crow Guard. In terms of close combat killing skills, except for the leader Crow, almost no one in the regiment could compare with him.

But even so, it was impossible to save the disadvantage on the battlefield. Horus, the scum, might be despicable and shameless, but he was undoubtedly the emperor's son. He was a warmaster. His talent in war was unmatched. He was the most outstanding strategist in the empire. He encouraged half of the Space Marines to abandon their honor and turn to attack the Emperor's palace. Brothers who may have fought side by side a century ago were now fighting each other.

But now is not the time to sigh. Death and epic battles are no longer the only things that Robert Lee and the participants of this battle have to witness. Disgusting mutants, beast-like mutants, and countless roaring pagans continue to swarm, and soon, the enemy uses the corpses and blood on the battlefield to summon demons. All kinds of strange demons, led by the once glorious but now corrupted star warriors, rushed towards the emperor's palace.

Robert Lee waved the Crow Claw without stopping. He kept calm and kept killing the enemy with the maximum efficiency, but there were too many enemies.

The evil enemies are simply invincible!

The battle was not going well, no, it was almost in a desperate situation. The Immortal Wall was attacked the most violently, and the "Lion's Gate" spaceport in the distance fell almost in an instant. They had seized an excellent landing point, which allowed the enemy's army to rush in continuously. Robert Lee heard the roar coming from some places farther away, "Victory or death!" The voice was majestic and powerful, desolate but resolute! That was the battle cry of the brothers of the Raven Regiment. The brothers who fought together had reached a critical moment. They used the battle cry to increase their determination and inspire their fighting spirit, but now everyone understood that victory had long been far away from them, and the only thing before them was the death of honor.

The battle was so fierce, and the emperor's guardians were so tenacious. You don't have to look up to see the sky as if it was in a rainstorm, but this rain is not made of water droplets, and the direction is from bottom to top. Countless anti-aircraft weapons used non-stop shooting to pour ammunition into the sky. The bullets drew bright lines in the sky with the traces of tracer bullets. Countless bright lines were woven together, just like the rain of death pouring from the earth to the sky.

In a higher place beyond the sight, above the sky, the war was also burning fiercely. A rumbling sound came from the sky. This sound has never stopped since the beginning of the war. It was not thunder, but the artillery fire from the space fleet. The battle also unfolded in the outer space orbit of the earth. The fleets arranged in formation and bombarded each other with artillery fire. Warships against warships, artillery against artillery, cruel and heroic fighting methods, just like two strong men facing each other with guns, competing to see who caused more damage to the other party and who could hold on longer.

Accompanied by artillery fire and violent explosions, warships were constantly blown up and sunk, and at this time on the earth, warships as big as mountains could be seen falling from the sky. When the huge warships passed through the atmosphere at high speed, the broken ships rubbed against the atmosphere, emitting dazzling flames, like huge meteors.

"For the emperor!" In the warship, the helmsman miraculously had not died. At this time, he shouted slogans and still controlled the warship to crash into the enemy's position.

But even such a heroic attack could not stop the enemy's pace.

The rebels rushed forward like the tide in the waves, and there was no hope of victory. Robert Lee fought for a while in the direction where the war cry came from. He wanted to reunite with his brothers, so that he could at least help some of them. But moving forward on this battlefield full of enemies was not smooth, just like moving backwards in a river of red blood. After a while, the war cry from that direction disappeared. Robert Lee took the time to look at the place where the war cry came from. As expected, the brothers in the regiment had died.