Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"The enemy is attacking! 20 kilometers away from us! Artillery troops are ready!"

HNA and the Navy have reduced the number of enemies as much as possible, but there are still hundreds of thousands of betas pouring into the position.

It started to rain lightly in the sky, and bursts of fog obstructed the soldiers' sight.

In the deep fog, terrifying roars were heard continuously.

"Let those new recruits stay safe and don't let them hit our own people."

The soldiers on the first line of defense are all veterans from the First Son Regiment. They can be calm and calm when facing beta, and can quickly organize forces to retake the position after it is breached.

"Artillery ready!"

Hundreds of ground-shaking cannons from behind attacked first, and hundreds of shells smashed into the beta's advancing queue.

The assault class, which was originally injured due to burning or shock waves, suffered countless casualties in this round of bombardment.

"The shelling is sure to hit the target, prepare the mortar!"

The mortar position quickly adjusted its position, and the muzzle was pointed in the direction of beta's attack.

"Get ready! Fire!"

The black mortar muzzle was pointed at the fog, and the rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier. The soldiers' hearts were in their throats. They looked at the fog in front of them and involuntarily clenched the guns in their hands.

"Fire!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of mortars sounded, and with a few seconds of flight, a huge sound was heard deep in the fog, and then various broken limbs flew out of the fog.

"We are still 500 meters away from the enemy! Fire!"

The sergeant holding the auspicious instrument passed the order to all fronts. Looking at the looming beta figure in the fog, tens of thousands of ruby-like rays of light flew out from the soldiers' guns.

"Fire! Let the recruits be careful not to hit your own people!"

The political commissar patrolled the position with a bolt gun. If there were any cowards or escapees, the bolt gun in his hand would be a good way to send them to see the emperor.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

The gunfire of heavy bolters did not stop for a moment. More and more betas rushed out of the fog, but they collided with the firepower of the Astra Militarum.

Groups of betas died here under this dense barrage, but this could not stop them. The tank class approached the front line despite this terrifying firepower.

"boom!"

The political commissar raised a bolt gun and hit the approaching tank-class with one shot. The tank-class also fell to the ground as its body was shattered by the bomb.

"Heavy firepower is mainly output to the enemy's large units! Don't waste it on meaningless small units!"

The political commissar's order was conveyed in the trenches, and the logging gun quickly aimed its muzzle at the tank-class rushing towards this side.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

The terrifying firepower of the logging gun can easily break the approaching tank class into pieces, while ordinary soldiers use the firepower to clean up small betas such as the soldier class and fighter class.

"The Titan Legion is still on its way, we must provide sufficient time for the Primarch."

While the officer was thinking, a terrifying sound came from the ground.

"Damn it! Watch your step!"

The mothership class emerged like a tunnel worm, and its terrifying mouthparts released countless fortress-class, light-class, interceptor-class and assault-class betas.

"Kakakakakaka..."

The sharp drill demon suddenly emerged from the ground, and its terrifying metal mouthparts penetrated directly into the weak belly of the mothership.

The mouthparts of the Diamond Devil are made of countless sharp and sharp metals, and it can use this to easily dig through the abdomen of the mothership.

"boom!"

An assault-level weapon suddenly exploded without warning, and a huge figure walked out of the thick smoke.

Shockwave wears assimilated adamantium armor, which was kindly provided by the great sages of the Mechanicus. The weapons on its arms have been modified by countless Mechanicus priests, and its terrifying power is beyond everyone's imagination.

"Kill them all!"

Countless Transformers with the Imperial Sky Eagle logo poured in from the position where the Diamond Demon was drilled. They had ferocious faces, but the golden Imperial Sky Eagle on their chests expressed their attitude and their absolute loyalty to the Empire.

"boom!"

Shockwave equipped with a high-power energy cannon can easily kill large betas approaching him in an instant. This attack successfully disrupted the rhythm of beta attacks.

"time to go!"

Shockwave aimed the energy cannon equipped on his arm at a fortress-class.

"boom!"

The red beam penetrated the Citadel and exploded in its chest.

"Kill them all! Kill them all!"

The ferocious-looking Transformers tore apart the betas in front of them, but the number was still a flaw. Only 100 Transformers participated in this assault, and they had to face hundreds of thousands of betas.

Soon, a Transformer fell, overwhelmed by numerous Tank Classes.

One, two, three…………

More and more Transformers fell into the sea of ​​insects.

"time to go"

Shockwave's indifferent voice sounded, and the Diamond Demon emerged from the ground again at this time to clear the way for these Transformers.

"Crack!"

Something like a grenade was thrown out by Shockwave.

Tens of seconds later, a small mushroom cloud rose among the insects.

Shockwave's surprise attack successfully disrupted their offensive rhythm, and the Astra Militarum also pursued the victory, with hundreds of artillery focusing fire there again.

The shells fell like raindrops, and terrifying craters appeared on the ground one after another. Countless betas died under this terrifying gunfire.

"Report the information!"

"The enemy is still advancing! We are only 100 meters away!"

The betas gave up their previously orderly advance formation. They were now more like puppets moving blindly, only swarming this way.

"Soldiers! It's time for us to die! When we die in battle we will return to the Emperor's side!"

Seeing these betas getting closer and closer, the political commissar activated the power sword in his hand.

"But these alien creations..."

The Commissar raised his power sword and pointed the blade at them.

"They're not going anywhere."

Soldiers and fighters poured into the defense line. The soldiers holding bayonets quickly stabbed the bayonet into the head of the beta in front of them.

The sharp bayonet easily pierced the soldier's head, and the bloody battle for position began.

The political commissar with the power sword in his hand took the lead and easily killed two soldiers who were close to him.

"Kill all these alien creatures!"

The political commissar encouraged the soldiers. There were many veterans of the First Son Regiment in the position. They held finely crafted long swords representing their families. Countless blood was stained on these long swords, but this only highlighted their glory and courage. , and loyalty to the Emperor.