Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

At the edge of the asteroid belt, the naval battle between the black ship and the orc pirates continues.

The Orcs' assault ship was on the verge of disintegration under the continuous powerful attacks of the black ship.

The reinforced armor belt on the front of the ship has been completely opened.

The originally curved keel and strange equipment turned into a molten mass under the baptism of the macro cannon, and the original appearance was unclear.

Orcs were constantly being thrown out of the huge wounds on the ship.

Most of them were dead, and the few survivors of the shelling also quickly became stiff from hypothermia after being sucked into space by atmospheric pressure.

At this point in the fierce artillery battle, the assault ship no longer had weapons that could work properly and fight back against the black ship.

The assault ship, which could not even maintain internal gravity and air pressure, lost all active operations after the bridge was also hit.

The assault ship couldn't see any signs of life, but the engine wake that was still spraying proved that there were still survivors.

The situation on the black ship was equally tragic.

Only two of the seven macrocannons on the side weapons array were still pouring their anger on the opponent relentlessly.

As for the remaining five macro cannons, the fate of the gun crews working in them has been revealed with silence.

The starboard side of the entire black ship was damaged and scarred in many places.

Get rid of those Ork assault boats that were stuck on the armor belt waiting for death because they failed to activate the melta weapons in time.

At least seven more assault boats successfully broke through the black ship's external armor and landed successfully.

And since the orcs never had a rated number of passengers, Calvin really didn't know how many orcs had arrived on the ship.

In the middle of the ship's hull, the Black Ship Guards and Marines were relying on fortifications and ammunition storage points dispersed in advance to resist the spread of the orcs.

However, after landing at the ammunition depot and discovering that the orcs had rushed in, how long they could hold on was an unknown and not optimistic question.

On the huge elevator, under the dim light, Calvin was leading his Gray Knights towards the engine room under the bridge.

The real-time information transmitted from the bridge showed that there were at least two damage points in the outer armor of the black ship's engine room.

But there was only one company of mortal troops defending there.

"Captain, report your situation" Calvin's calm voice asked through the communicator.

In fact, there is no need for a reply from the other party. The war cry and the sound of artillery fire coming from the communicator have already explained the other party's embarrassment and crisis.

"There are too many orcs! All our first-line preset positions have been lost! The company's casualties are okay! We are now resisting on the second-line position! We have caused casualties to the opponent! But we can't stop them! We need support! We need support!"

"Calm down! Captain. Our support will arrive in less than five minutes."

Calvin turned off the communicator, and the captain's voice was cut off.

But the sound of gunfire in the distance had passed through the corridors and reached the ears of the Gray Knights.

"They lack the weapons to stop them. Laser guns alone can't stop these lunatics." Golden's voice came from behind him.

"Speed ​​up, clean this up and we have to go to the fuel room."

The pace of the gray knights began to increase slowly, and accelerated to the speed of a charge before the corner of the last passage separating them from the orcs came.

After turning the corner, Calvin's vision suddenly became brighter.

At the end of a wide cargo passage, the mortal troops' temporary positions were filled with guns and artillery fire, which were pouring fiercely on the orcs in front of them.

But as Golden said, the shortcomings of abandoning physical ammunition and choosing standard laser weapons are clearly revealed in the context of the enemy.

Unless the individual laser gun with no resistance ability hits the head, it will not be able to stop the fervent charge of the orcs.

A small number of logging guns and twin heavy laser guns also opened fire and became precise targets for the opponent's Boom Boy and Psychic Boy.

At the cost of only a small number of attrition, the orcs' charge wave had already approached the front line of the position.

Under Calvin's superhuman dynamic vision, he had already seen some mortal soldiers on the distant position who were unable to retreat reaching for the grenades on his waist.

"On the right!" Calvin shouted. After receiving the instruction, Golden immediately led his Gray Knights to pour firepower towards the back of the orcs on the right.

Under the targeted attack of the twin heavy bolters, the crew and energy core of the ancient giant garbage that had just charged with the firepower of the mortal troops were instantly detonated.

The huge explosion directly wiped out all the orc boys near it.

Even the slashing boys who had already entered into hand-to-hand combat in the distance looked back at the loud sound.

The momentum of the entire charge came to a halt.

Calvin on the left was not idle either. After giving the free fire command through the communicator, he no longer paid attention to the Sinners team behind him.

The professional quality brought by the other party's specialized training in long-range firepower is worthy of his trust.

He dragged the heavy power warhammer with one hand and strode towards the Bang Bang boys who had turned around and launched a death charge.

A psychic kid in the distance spots Calvin's threat.

Along with its strange jumping and screaming, bright arcs of electricity were flashing in its brain grooves exposed under the transparent crystal.

During the charge, Calvin also sensed the rapid accumulation of this extremely unstable spiritual energy.

The eyes he looked at each other lit up with blue light in the next moment.

"In the name of the Emperor!" He shouted loudly, and his free right hand pointed at the opponent along with the violent power in his body.

A bright bolt of lightning instantly spanned half of the battlefield, crushing and evaporating all the unlucky orcs between Calvin and the psychic boy, and detonating the critical dangerous power of the other party first.

For a moment, the entire battlefield's attention was attracted by this powerful blow, and the mortal officers in the distance finally noticed the arrival of reinforcements.

"The Emperor's blessing!" He murmured, his whole body going limp after the intense adrenaline exerted itself.

He was so close to firing the melta bomb that had been allocated on his waist in a desperate situation.

And he was not alone in this situation. The morale of all the mortal soldiers on the entire position was re-boosted by the news of the arrival of reinforcements.

They regained hope and focused their attention on how to clean up these heretics in front of them, rather than thinking about how to sacrifice themselves together to offer their final loyalty to the Emperor.

Calvin, who was running nonstop, had reached the end of his charge.

The Holy Shield force field on his right shoulder blocked the fire he suffered during the final stretch of the charge.

When his huge body, which is considered a big one among the orcs, rushed in front of these bang bang boys at a speed of 100 meters and six seconds.

Even the heartless orcs were stunned by the huge kinetic energy and the visual impact it brought.

Calvin will not pay attention to their thoughts, let alone give them any mercy.

With the full output of his own strange strength and electromagnetic muscles, his left hand swung the warhammer trailing behind him in front of him.

Phew~hiss!

A scarlet rain of blood fell from in front of Calvin, and the blood sprayed outward in a radiating pattern in front of him.

Under the swing of his war hammer, the upper bodies of all the Bang Bang boys in the half circle in front of him were shattered by this powerful blow.

Under the dual blessing of the decomposition force field and psychic energy, not even the parts of the upper bodies of these Bang Bang boys were preserved, and they were all reduced to components of this blood line.

And it was only then that the leader of this group of invading orcs, a dirty gun boss wearing a navy cap that he didn't know where he came from, had just come to his senses.

Born in the Eyue Clan, he is not one of those silly boys who only know Waaaaahh. The luminous metal fragments hanging on his body prove his combat effectiveness and also illustrate his rich experience.

He understood his situation immediately.

Most of his boys are already dead, but the silver can of shrimp has just arrived.

The new canned shrimps are obviously very good at beating, and the large can opposite looks very difficult to mess with...

He decided to run away! Second brother is on top! The orcs who can run away are the cunning and good orcs!

There are so many hidden teeth at home! I haven’t gotten the new bang bang back from the technician guy next door!

The unworn new clothes are still hidden on the roof of his tent, and no one knows about it except his own fart!

You can't just give other orcs a cheap price! The dirty gun boss is coming home! No one can stop it!

But he definitely can't walk like this, he has to make a really big Waaaahh!

He instantly turned his attention to the huge pipeline at the door of the engine room beside him. If the big bomb in his hand could collapse this thing, the shrimps would definitely not have the energy to take care of him!

The dirty gun boss, who had figured it out, looked at the few boys around him and pointed the gun in his hand in the direction of the Gray Knights.

"Hold on! Hold on! Brothers, follow me!"

Then, after this group of boys screamed and charged towards the Gray Knights, they stretched out the big bangbeng in their hands towards the pipe that was deliberately painted red...

"If you click this, you will go home and never come out again. The technician next door has good skills. You can take him as your younger brother. He invests and the boy makes bang bang. Then the back teeth are not as much as you need..."

The dirty gun boss looked at the bomb in his hand with a smile on his face, thinking about his future life.

A big silver hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed the boss's wrist. At the same time, it also woke up the dirty gun boss from his reverie.

He raised his head and looked confusedly at Calvin, who had teleported from afar at some point, and continued to stretch his hand toward the nearby pipe.

Unfortunately, under Calvin's restraint, his hand did not move at all.

"I……"

At this moment, Dirty Gun Boss suddenly remembered a lot of things:

From his birth, when he struggled to crawl out of the strain that gave birth to him, to when he first got teeth of his own;

From the first time it got a bang for its own sake, to when it was kicked out of the clan for being too stingy, it wandered all the way to a pirate ship in the Rust Belt.

"Are you going to die? I really don't know what it's like to mess with Brother Mao. I don't know how easy it is for my family's teeth..."

With the sound of the collision of a warhammer and a skull, this old orc who had been happily Waaaaahh all his life was finally sent by Calvin to meet their second brother.

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