Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

Chapter 60 60, for mankind!

"Crack!——"

After Duker snapped the last Cyclonus Kid's neck.

He did not continue to charge, but observed the surrounding terrain and the status of the orc troops under the cover of the jungle environment.

Like a beast hiding in the jungle, watching every move of its prey.

"Send me the nearby map." Duker issued instructions to the command post on the battleship through the built-in voice.

Soon, a holographic projection appeared in front of the original body.

The content of the holographic projection is extremely blurry, and only the general terrain and the general direction of the orc army can be seen clearly.

This shouldn't be done, but due to the interference of the orc waaagh force field, most of the observation machinery has been affected.

Combining the holographic projection and Dukel's own observations, he had a clearer judgment on the orc army.

This orc army has millions of ground units. They march at loose intervals, and the march spreads out over a distance of hundreds of kilometers.

And the location of the war warlord Bonecrusher and his bodyguards.

The figure of the original body flashed through the jungle, conducting reconnaissance around the Orc troops. The speed was almost unrecognizable to the naked eye, without alerting any Orc unit.

Finally, Duker made a mark in the middle of the holographic projection, corresponding to a range of about fifty kilometers on the ground.

He was almost certain that this was the location of the warlord Bonecrusher.

In the war with the orcs, the best tactic is the decapitation tactic, and the Tyranids have already given the answer.

War is nothing more than bullying the weak.

When facing an entire planet with billions of orcs, it is almost impossible to complete a tactical mission.

Therefore, even Duker could only hide with the troops and carefully avoid the orc ground troops.

But when he confirmed the location of the Bone Crusher and narrowed the target range to within fifty kilometers.

Within a few hours, the number of enemies that the imperial troops have to face will be reduced to hundreds of thousands, and the positions of the stronger and weaker parties will instantly reverse.

"Shivara, disperse the escort team and go to 73.63 and 15.22 respectively." In the built-in voice, twenty-two coordinates were spoken in succession.

"After arriving at the designated coordinates, open the mind matrix directly."

"Yes!" Shivara's voice came from the built-in voice.

She was once a nun of the Atonement. After entering the Heart Network, she successfully passed the selection for the reserve force of the Second Legion and currently serves as the captain of the Primarch Guard.

"Political Commissar No. 22, you are responsible for leading the Krieg soldiers to launch a tug-of-war against the ground units outside the holographic projection mark point." Duker's instructions continued.

Krieg soldiers have no names. They are born for war. They only have a long number. Among the numbers of the current Krieg Commissar, there is the number twenty-two, so the original body calls him this.

"Yes, sir!"

Political Commissar No. 22’s firm voice sounded.

"Kane, you lead the Valhalla regiment to provide peripheral fire support, dig defense lines, and harass the orc troops coming to support. The task is very heavy, so be careful."

"Mission received, sir!"

Kane's voice was also full of determination at this moment, almost completely different from his previous appearance. Although he has always believed that he has poor character and insufficient ability. But as a legendary political commissar, he was definitely the best soldier and most reliable teammate on the battlefield after the war began.

"Gray, you and the Ultramarines Company, prepare for airdrop operations."

"The command headquarters will prepare long-range firepower deployment and immediately send heavy firepower units to the battlefield after receiving instructions."

"Yes, sir (your highness)!"

Gray was the leader of the Ultramarines sub-regiment that had previously taken the initiative to pledge allegiance to Dukel. In this mission, he led a company and was on standby in the battleship to serve as a battleship guard and airdrop support team.

In previous latent operations, a series of heavy firepower units such as Dreadnought Mechas and Knight Titans were also in the battleship and were on standby.

"Okay, the mission has been assigned." Duker looked at the orc troops that were still marching in the distance, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes. "Gentlemen, for the sake of mankind!"

"We must win!" the built-in voice responded neatly.

Dukel took out the chainsword he carried with him.

He squatted down slightly on his knees, stepped hard suddenly, and his huge body instantly ejected him like a spring!

Like a meteorite falling from the sky, it jumped from a high point and smashed into the orc army.

boom! ——

The earth trembled.

Shock waves visible to the naked eye swept in all directions.

"Children of the orcs, come out and die!" Dukel laughed loudly, his voice deafening, resounding throughout the orc army.

Amidst the buzzing sound of the chainsword, the Primarch slashed with reckless abandon.

With god-like speed and power, some orc corpses were even thrown dozens of meters into the air.

The orc team was almost completely wiped out before the smoke and dust raised by the shock wave dissipated.

Only then did the surviving orcs react.

"Enemy attack!!!"

A sharp siren sounded, and countless orcs rushed over like a tide.

"What?!"

"Are those people from the Blood Ax Clan coming to cause trouble again?"

"Xia Mi?"

However, when they rushed over, they were collectively confused.

enemy

Just this one?

but--

boom! With a sound, the original body laughed, and squatted down again like a comet. The incomparable strength was superimposed on his own weight, and he jumped hundreds of meters away.

Carrying unimaginable potential energy, and then—smashing it down hard!

Boom! ——

The whole earth shook.

The green-skinned orcs with a radius of nearly a kilometer all felt as if their chests had been hit by a heavy hammer. Blood spurted out from their mouths and noses, and their eyes lost their look.

The original body didn't stop, continued to jump up, and smashed towards the dense location of the orcs again.

boom! boom! boom!

Duker marched along the line of the orcs, like a fish swimming upstream, with blood splattering everywhere he passed.

Nuo Da's orc army and the surging green-skinned orcs have now become the targets of the original body's wanton violence!

"Attack! Attack quickly!"

The orcs shouted and picked up the weapons in their hands. Various low-quality weapons unique to the green-skinned orcs exerted great power in their hands.

Some huge war machines fired heavy firepower under their driving.

On the other side, there is a coordinate point located on the edge of the battlefield.

An escort team of the original body is advancing rapidly.

Rivers of blood flowed everywhere they passed. When encountering the orc team, in order not to attract more enemies, they did not even use bolt guns. They just used the single-molecule sword in their hands to easily kill the opponent.

Like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, it is fast and powerful. Many orcs have already discovered that the enemy is rushing in front of them before they can react.

Then, the single molecule sword slashed down.

They didn't stop until they reached a certain area.

"Coordinate point No. 2 has been captured." A battle nun said through the built-in voice.

Before she could finish her words, suddenly a huge orc warrior rushed out of the dense forest and rushed towards her.

Compared with the huge body of the orc warrior, which is more than three meters tall, the nun's figure looks so delicate, as if it will be broken by a gentle pinch.

Seeing his big hand getting closer and closer to the nun's body, a cruel and bloodthirsty smile appeared on the face of the orc warrior.

But the next second,

boom! ——

The Battle Sister grabbed the orc warrior's face with one hand, pulled him over, and then punched him hard with her other arm!

One punch! Two punches! Three punches!

It was obvious that the orc warrior was dead long ago, but she still kept hitting him.

Blood splattered and brains exploded, making the nun's face look like a ghost.

Then, the nun threw the orc's headless body ten meters away with one hand, wiped the blood from her face,

"The No. 2 coordinate point has been occupied!"

"Fucking bastard!"

The Primarch Guards are elite members selected from the Heart Network.

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