Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"For the Emperor!"

The soldiers of the Odisius Regiment quickly found their positions in the bunker and then pointed their guns at the charging orcs.

The artillery positions at the rear began to attack the green sea of ​​orcs. Countless shells smashed straight into the sea of ​​orcs like meteorites and then caused huge explosions.

“waaaaagh!!!!”

The lethality of these firepower is still too small for the orcs. Millions of goblins and orcs are rushing towards the only base on the planet, which is the position of the Odisius Regiment.

"Soldiers! Do not panic! The Emperor is with you! If you die in battle we will meet again in the Halls of Valor!!"

The Orc warships in the sky were still falling. All the firepower of the First Fleet was used, all carrier-based aircraft were dispatched, and countless weapons formed a dense firepower network in the sky to intercept the falling Orcs.

"Aim all macro cannons at the enemy's large battleships! Maximize the output of all light lances! Reduce the pressure on ground troops!"

Admiral Speyer commanded calmly while sitting in the command seat of the Shenquan.

"Sir! Our carrier-based aircraft is almost out of ammunition!"

"Then go back to the hangar to make up for it! All Marines stay at their posts! Don't let the enemy jump to their positions!!"

Several Stalwart-class frigates launched all nuclear missiles, and countless orcs were devoured by fire, but these losses to the orc race were still too little.

"Sir, the Emperor said that the Second Fleet will come to support immediately."

A naval officer ran up to Speyer and reported.

"Keep persevering, for the Emperor"

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"Requesting support! Where are the artillery shells!"

Countless orcs were already less than a hundred meters away from the position, and all the firepower on the position was opened. The sounds of heavy explosive shells and logging guns came one after another, and the roar of molten fire resounded throughout the earth.

"Roar!"

An orc with a machete rushed into the position, and what greeted him was a bright bayonet.

With such a firepower advantage, the orcs were still advancing crazily. They used the wreckage of the spacecraft as a shield to resist the shrapnel, although these wreckage could not stop the laser guns of the soldiers of the Odisius Regiment.

"The Eastern Front has been breached!"

The messenger rushed to the side of the political commissar and said, the political commissar got the news and picked up a power sword and rushed over.

"Where are the tanks?"

Hank asked through the communicator while hastily attacking the orcs.

"We are still 3 kilometers away from you! We are surrounded!"

After receiving the news, Hank gave up hope and fell into despair as he looked at the tide of orcs in the sky.

"Everyone! Today is the day to generously serve justice! Fight the enemy bravely! For the emperor!"

The political commissar took the power sword and rushed to the position where the position was breached, and then struck.

"Ong!"

The power sword cut the orc who broke through the position in half in the blink of an eye.

"For the Emperor! For the Lord of Mankind!"

The political commissar held the power sword high and slashed the orcs desperately.

"Don't even think about coming back alive from here! Alien scum!!"

The political commissar was seen holding a legion flag in one hand and waving a power sword in the other. Countless orcs fell next to the political commissar.

"May you all return to the Golden Throne!"

A wounded veteran suddenly jumped up and rushed towards an orc who was charging into the position with a bayonet.

"For the Emperor!"

The veteran thrust the bayonet into the orc's brain and then bit the orc's ear fiercely.

The defense line soon began to be damaged, and a large number of orcs poured into the position to fight with the soldiers of the Odisius Regiment.

"The Emperor greets you! Alien bastard!"

A soldier hugged an orc with his severed foot and then fired the grenade on his waist.

"boom!"

A loud noise took away more than a dozen orc soldiers who broke into the position.

“waaaaagh!!!”

More orcs rushed over one after another, and the soldiers were using the bayonets on their guns to fight with them.

The battle loss ratio on the battlefield has reached 1:5. Humanity has exploded with unprecedented fighting power. Countless people have fired grenades and perished together with the orcs around them.

"Damn it! Don't panic!"

The political commissar's arm had been chopped off, and his remaining hand was still hacking at the enemy.

"We will meet again under the Golden Throne"

The commissar dropped his power sword and picked up a bolter.

"The emperor bless, the machine soul bless"

The commissar looked at the bolt gun in his hand that was tattered by the explosion and prayed silently.

"For the Emperor!!!!"

The bolt gun in the Commissar's hand miraculously fired bullets, not only that, but the rate of fire was faster than normal.

Under the bombardment of the bolt guns, countless orcs were hit by the bolts and turned into balls of blood, but the political commissar's arm also exploded alive because he could not bear the huge recoil.

Looking at the bloody hands, the political commissar smiled helplessly.

"Waaaaagh!!! Human! I'm going to kill you!" Guldan's huge hands directly tore the political commissar into two.

One of Hank's arms was fractured by the huge impact. He held a rifle in one hand and ran towards the only position that was still holding.

"Hahahaha!!! Human! Your death has come!"

A huge orc slashed a large ax at Hank.

Logically speaking, Hank is bound to die at this moment, but at this critical moment, Hank's gun saves his life.

"when!"

The gun body blocked the orc's axe, and Hank took advantage of this moment to quickly kick the orc's third leg with his foot.

"Well!"

The bayonet pierced the orc's throat before he could scream.

"Thank you Emperor, Emperor bless you"

Hank kicked away the orc's body and crawled towards the only bunker that had not fallen.

What Hank didn't notice was that the moment he slashed at the orc, a golden halo briefly surrounded him for a second.

"This is Bunker No. 9! Requesting support! Orcs are everywhere!"

The only logging gun in the bunker was shooting wildly, like a lighthouse in the sea of ​​orcs.

The scattered troops reunited here, and Hank was one of them.

The only light shining in this dark galaxy is the unyielding will of mankind.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor, gather all the melta grenades together and prepare to fight these orc bastards!"

A veteran in the team holding a hell gun commanded.

"New here? Keep your dog tag in your mouth to prevent it from vaporizing due to the hot melt."

The veteran put the dog tag into his mouth as he spoke.

"Press it under your tongue, it will feel better this way."

Hank listened to the veteran's guidance and put the dog tag into his mouth.

At this time, they will face a boundless sea of ​​orcs.