Infinite Metaverse

"Warhammer 40,000: Mad Max".

This was the only thought that came to Fu Qinghai's mind when he saw the Xie Ri clan dispatching in groups.

Agile, fast, and diverse, the Red Sun Machine Repair Gang has practiced its tactics very skillfully and is a formidable opponent.

But now this group of wasteland-style bosozoku racing gang seems to have encountered some kind of powerful enemy.

A large number of racing cars and trucks were blocked outside the city gate and unable to enter, and the fast and weird guys who rushed in first seemed to have jumped into a trap and were caught in a trap.

The opponent's commander took ten enchanted warriors as sacrificial bait in one go, which was a very generous move. Possessed warriors recover almost instantaneously from ranged attacks - the unreasonable reality-modifying powers of the Warp. Only fire and melee attacks can kill them more effectively.

If in the right environment - such as a battleship passage, an enchanted warrior can easily replace an entire Astartes tactical squad and is a very valuable high-level infantry.

Obviously, even the Chaos Warband of Khorne is not a fool who only thinks about "chop, chop, chop". They also have tactics and plans... Fu Qinghai thought to himself.

If Fu Qinghai knew that the Chaos Warband in the stronghold was mainly composed of former Space Marines from the World Eaters Legion, then he would definitely change his mind and say, "Pretend I didn't say that."

Khorne may be a bit more commanding, but a guy with the Butcher's Nail in his head, Khorne's belief + the Butcher's Nail, must be a stupid dog who only knows how to "cut, chop, chop".

Fu Qinghai has always been very prejudiced against the Twelve Legions.

Seeing that the battle situation was getting tense again, the first company commander secretly thought to himself, "Khan really knows what's going on." They no longer raised the issue of attacking. The two continued to lurk on the hillside, relying on the images transmitted from the servo skull to observe the Orc convoy and Chaos. Warband fighting.

"The orcs are in trouble."

Fu Qinghai whispered.

"How to say?"

Qiao Shida turned around and asked.

"The orc sitting in the tricycle is the largest orc I have seen so far. According to Orc's common sense, it is most likely the war boss of the Red Sun Mechanical Repair Gang."

Fu Qinghai pointed out the key points:

"If the war boss did not rush into the city gate, but stayed outside to take command, maybe this orcs would have a chance to regroup, but if it died inside...then the orcs of the Xie Ri clan would definitely collapse on the spot. "

"Beheading."

The Moon Wolf warrior nodded in understanding.

"It depends on the personal combat power of that war boss...wait, what is that?"

As Fu Qinghai was talking, his attention was suddenly attracted by the incident outside the city gate.

In the team of the Red Sun Machine Repair Gang, four strange cars with low chassis, which looked like wasteland versions of F1 racing cars, suddenly accelerated on the spot, and the roar of the engines could be heard from a distance. In just a moment, In a moment, the speed was raised to the extreme, and then... the four strange cars rushed straight towards the wall!

"What are they going to do, knock down the wall?"

Joestar asked in surprise.

This is too reckless, and judging from the thin armor and low profile of the strange vehicle, it doesn't look like a siege vehicle.

Fu Qinghai frowned.

The four strange vehicles were speeding all the way, rushing towards the thick stronghold wall. Just at the moment when they were about to hit the wall vehicle and destroy everyone... Suddenly an electric arc flashed in front of the strange vehicle, and a subspace crack appeared out of thin air and swallowed it whole.

Four strange cars disappeared.

"Um!?"

Joestar's eyes widened.

"Boom...bang...bang bang bang..."

More explosions and gunfire rang out inside the stronghold.

"They...went in like this?"

Qiao Shida vaguely guessed the answer and asked.

"Seeing it is better than hearing it a hundred times, the orcs' teleportation technology."

Fu Qinghai sighed with a complex expression.

The four subspace cracks that swallowed up the strange car appeared and disappeared almost instantly. If you didn't keep staring there, it would be difficult to find out how the strange car disappeared out of thin air.

Orcs' technological creations are like this. Just looking at the appearance, there is smoke here and there is slag, and the quality control is extremely poor, but they do work and can achieve unexpected effects.

Fu Qinghai had never seen such a strange car before.

But he knew the War Moon existed.

Both of these are concrete manifestations of orc teleportation technology.

It was really an eye-opener today.

Fu Qinghai clicked his tongue in surprise.

…

Dimensional rally car!

Leowyn has his trump card, the Steel Bull of Khorne.

Old Lame also has its killer dimensional rally car.

The core technology of the dimensional rally car is the large dimensional shock engine inside. This device can create a short and unstable subspace rift, which opens in front of the dimensional rally car, allowing it to pass through this dimension together with the people and the car. Passage, perfectly traversing any physical form of obstacles and fortifications, and then emerging somewhere further away.

Through this device, the dimensional rally car can pass through any impregnable fortress and iron-walled fortress, and then suddenly appear in the heart of the enemy, catching them off guard - provided that this fortress or fortress does not have a void shield installed, the void shield can isolate the subterranean Space teleportation.

In addition, it is also a good choice to use it to escape.

Of the four dimensional rally cars that brazenly broke into the stronghold, except for one unlucky guy, it hit a building the moment it was teleported in, and was scrapped and disintegrated on the spot. The other three cars suddenly showed their true nature of making trouble, running rampant everywhere, and pouring wildly. Ammunition, light up the rockets on the roof of the car in one go, then crush, set on fire, burst... this whole process.

Ammo boxes caught fire and fuel tanks exploded.

Several huge smoke pillars soon appeared inside the stronghold.

There were only four dimensional rally vehicles. The limited space inside the stronghold greatly restricted their speed. They were quickly torn apart by the on-board firepower of Spartan tanks and Mastodon tanks. However, after some trouble, Red Sun The mechanic gang finally broke through the pocket formation encirclement set up by the Fifteen Fangs war gang.

Motorcycle boys swarmed into the stronghold.

A chaotic battle began, entering a rhythm familiar to the orcs.

The servo skull can only quietly float around the perimeter of the stronghold, and cannot get too close to the battlefield, let alone enter the stronghold. Fu Qinghai and Qiao Shida do not know the situation inside the stronghold.

After thinking for a long time, Fu Qinghai suddenly stood up, put down the data tablet in his hand, turned over and rode the jet motorcycle, and said:

"Prepare to attack!"

"Aren't you going to wait until they decide the winner, Khan?"

Qiao Shida asked from the side.

"As you said."

Fu Qinghai said in a deep voice:

"We want complete Spartans and mastodons, not a pile of scrap metal after a war."

"clear!"

The first company commander had been waiting for this moment for a long time. After hearing this, he stopped talking nonsense and also turned over and rode on the jet motorcycle.

"call out……"

Fu Qinghai controlled the bullock jet motorcycle to slowly lift into the air, changed direction, and looked at the many subordinates hiding in the valley behind him. There were Space Marines from the battle group, and Attila Barbarians and Krieg from the two Imperial Guards. Death Trooper.

By convention, this was the time for a pre-battle speech.

"My name is Qingshan Khan."

Facing everyone's gaze, Fu Qinghai said loudly:

"A name with a special meaning. Once, my armor was like the milky white Chogolis, and the scar on the bridge of my nose was my personal label. Yes, I am a son of the Great Khan. I represent the Chapter, I represent the storm, I represent the white scars that gave their lives through my hands.”

All the Space Marines present were very familiar with the biography of their Chapter Master and knew that he came from the Fifth Legion, but the two Imperial Guard regiments from Krieg and Attila were obviously not familiar with their commanders.

They lined up crowdedly in the valley, all with their heads raised, silently watching the motorcyclists suspended in mid-air.

A gust of mountain wind blew by, ruffling Fu Qinghai's black hair.

"The wind is a bit strong today."

Fu Qinghai smiled and said:

"I smell the stench of greenskins and chaos."

"Their stench only attracts crows, they cannot stop the coming of storms and death. We will not be imprisoned by them, we are their cage. We will light the blazing fire on this planet, and we will eventually clear away those green The aliens and the bastards of Chaos. We will return in triumph and tell your descendants the story of what happened in the land called Karnak... and the death of Chaos and the aliens!"

"There is glory in death, but no shame in life!"

Finally, Fu Qinghai quoted a motto from Chogris to end this short pre-war speech.

The warriors of the battle group clenched their fists and beat their chests in unison.

Attila's barbarian cavalry pulled up their horses one after another, beat their chests heavily with the arms holding hunting spears, and shouted and roared loudly. Krieg's death cavalry stood there without saying a word, but the fierce fighting spirit had already Came out through the mask.

On the day when the teacher comes out, there will be glory in death but no disgrace in life.

From "Wu Zi's Art of War: The Fourth Theory of Generals".

Fu Qinghai nodded with satisfaction, put on his helmet, picked up the Guandao, pulled the handle to change the direction, and said:

"Set off!"

The scream that ripped through the air was accompanied by the trembling roar of the engine.

Two companies of jetbikes took off together.

Fu Qinghai accessed the communication channel and said:

"Li Hanxing and Tariha are leading the cavalry troops to set up encirclement and sweep areas outside the stronghold. I don't want to see any greenskins or traitors leave here alive."

"Roger that, Khan!"

…

Satellite City Outpost.

The battle has entered a fever pitch.

Orks and roars intertwined with the roars of space warriors, armor and bullets collided, sparks flew, muscles and bones were cut by chain saws, and blood sprayed...

At this point in the fight, both sides have used all their cards, and there is no longer any reservation, no more tactics or strategies, it is just a pure chaos, a bloody fight to the death.

The old lame man held back his breath, knowing that if he failed to capture the stronghold in one go, it would be impossible for him to get his hands on these beautiful cars.

Leowin Ukless doesn't need anyone's urging or encouragement. The belief in the Blood God and the painful curse of the Butcher's Nail keep him on the verge of collapse and madness all the time. He can only survive in the midst of violent killings. Only the moment of pleasure produced can give him and his men a sense of comfort and satisfaction.

"Moo-boom!"

Another explosive cannon truck was overturned by the Khorne Steel Bull. The Chaos Space Marine riding on the back of the bull waved a chain saw battle ax in his hand and beat a motorcycle boy and his bike to pieces. Minced meat and parts flew out together.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

The weapons of the boys, including the click gun, the bang gun and the kron cannon, were shooting wildly at the steel bull of Khorne. However, these long-range weapons could only splash out dense and dazzling clusters in the face of the unreasonable metaphysical defense of the demon engine. The clusters of sparks could not stop the eight giant brass bulls from charging left and right.

No wonder de Haan thought that eight steel bulls of Khorne would solve my dilemma.

Leovan thought to himself.

By the way, where did that damn Word Bearer go?

"Snapped!"

The former World Eater Captain killed an orc with one blow of his axe.

The Spartan tanks and the Mastodon tanks also continued to fire. The double-barreled melt cannons on the front of the Mastodon turned a jumping pickup truck into a moving ball of fire. The Scrooges loaded inside burned and exploded. The twin heavy explosive bombs on the side were also raining bullets wantonly, and the metal iron snake swept across.

"Boom, boom--"

At this moment, the roar of jet fighters streaking across the sky came from above the heads of everyone on the battlefield. The distance felt very close, as if it was close to people's scalps.

Immediately afterwards, a bunch of black bombs the size of melons fell on the battlefield, with radiation symbols printed on them.

Whose reinforcements are these? Do they not distinguish between friend and foe?

The leaders of both sides thought at the same time.

The next second.

"boom--"

The huge fireball engulfed everything.

Fu Qinghai led the company to turn around at high altitude and turned around to check the bombing results. Small red and yellow mushroom clouds appeared in the stronghold, which looked strangely cute from a distance.

"How many more mini-nuclear bombs are there?"

"A Fat Man launcher comes standard with six rounds, Khan."

Said the Space Marine next to him.

"Then continue."

Fu Qinghai said.

A roaring sound broke through the sky.

The jetbike swarm swooped down again.

On the ground, the vehicle-mounted anti-air firepower of the Orc convoy, as well as the vehicle-mounted anti-aircraft firepower of the Chaos warband and the fixed turrets of the strongholds, all reacted - the attack came from the sky. They turned their guns and began to spray barrages into the sky.

"Keep the height, keep the speed."

Fu Qinghai said in a deep voice.

The jet motorcycle cluster of the Iron Buddha Chapter was like the cavalry archers on the ancient battlefield, circling far around the stronghold, first diving down quickly, and then quickly increasing the distance.

Fu Qinghai believes in the "energy air combat theory" of the US Air Force Major John Boyd: In air combat, you either have height (gravitational potential energy) or speed (kinetic energy), and you cannot fly short and slow. These two energies None.

As for the "angle air combat theory" that the Japanese navy believed in - low-altitude maneuvering and turning, adjusting the angle of attack for dogfighting, it was only suitable for propeller fighters, not jet fighters.

The Spring Breeze Jet Motorcycle inherits some of the design features of the Avengers Flying Motorcycle. The Star Warrior can take his hands off the handle, and the motorcycle automatically flies along the cruising route. It is really like an ancient cavalry horse. The Star Warrior frees up his hands to hold Fat Man and launch. weapon to throw grenades inside and outside the stronghold.

Kite riding and shooting in the era of interstellar war!

Not accurate, but very powerful.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The miniature nuclear bombs popped off the slide one after another.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Both warring parties have been blown away.

After the six walnuts were fried, the soldiers hung the Fat Man launcher on the side of the motorcycle. Fu Qinghai pulled out the long power switch, turned it in another direction, stepped on the accelerator to the maximum, and the sharp bow of the Bullock-shaped jet motorcycle The front of the car pierced the strong wind, streaked across the sky, and swooped down quickly.

"call out--"

Just when Chaos and the greenskins heard the sharp and piercing screams ringing in their ears, Qingshan Khan had already dragged the power switch to the scene. The bottom of the jet motorcycle drew an arc against everyone's heads. Khan used one hand to With a wave of his hand, a dazzling white light wrapped in a thunderbolt arc flashed away from the side of the car.

"Qiang!"

A row of big heads floated into the air.

Fu Qinghai's right hand tightly held the finely crafted power sword given to him by the Primarch. The blade was still white and shining, without a trace of blood. He turned the front of the car and killed again!

"Whoa!" He waved the knife again.

The shining white light was like a bolt of lightning striking from the sky, causing several orc boys to squint their eyes.

Another huge head flew high into the sky, with a cluster of broken threads emitting electric sparks connected to the lower end of its neck.

Fu Qinghai leaned over and fished it out with his left hand, then picked up the war boss' unusually huge head in his hand.

Fu Qinghai raised the head of the war boss with one hand, controlled the jet motorcycle to lower the speed, flew over the heads of the Red Sun mechanic gang, and showed off his trophies to them in a high-profile manner.

"Wow——"

The morale of the orcs immediately collapsed.

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