Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

Romk from the Dark Angels Legion carried a jetpack and fought his way into the center of Reach's shield launcher.

Behind Romk came a Space Marine from the Dark Angels Legion.

"For the Emperor!"

Romk charged into a corridor brandishing his power sword.

The orcs inside saw Romk and hurriedly started shooting at him with the junk weapon in his hand.

All kinds of firepower were wildly covering Romke, but none of them could penetrate his powered armor. In the blink of an eye, Romk was in front of them.

In an instant, there were more than a dozen corpses of orc soldiers in the corridor.

Upon seeing this, the remaining orcs hurriedly chose to fight and retreat, but this could only delay their death by a few seconds.

At this time, Plath had completely collapsed. Just now, Ukard asked himself how the battle on Reach was going? In the blink of an eye, his command room was breached.

Plath ran around in the narrow corridors and ended up in a dead end.

Desperate Plath found that all the elite orcs who had just followed him had died under the sword of the tall human warrior. Not a single orc could survive two rounds under that human.

Romke led the power sword with cold light and slowly walked towards Pulak.

"Don't come here! Don't come here! No! I surrender! Surrender!"

"Surrender? The alien did not surrender."

For the first time as a goblin, Pluck felt the fear from humans.

"No! No! Ah!!!"

Pluck was crushed by Romk in despair.

"This is Romk. The enemy headquarters has been destroyed and we are shutting down the enemy's shield launch system."

"Received, continue the attack"

Kahn was holding a chain ax with one hand and pinching another orc who was a head taller than him with one hand. Kahn, who was about to enjoy himself, soon received the message from Romke. After knowing that Romke had completed the mission Kahn then issued the next instruction.

"Dirty Alien"

Kahn casually strangled the orc to death and then continued to kill with his chain axe.

After losing the planetary shield, a large number of landing troops began to land on the surface of Reach.

Battalions of Krieg Death Troops were deployed here.

"Stop killing them and complete the mission quickly."

Kahn looked at the bat boys who were killing the orcs and said coldly.

Several Space Marines from the Night Lords Legion also stopped the massacre mission at hand and continued to clean up the orcs.

The Night Lords often use an evil and terrifying symbol as a decoration, a combination of a fanged skull, bat-like wings and dark red eyes. The weapons they use are also extremely terrifying. They feel the power of spreading fear. As big as a bolter.

As a Space Marine from the Night Lords Legion, Tallard discovered a hobby of his own: pulling off the nails of an orc one by one, then stuffing them into the orc's ears and watching him die.

Tallard lurks in the darkness with a chainsword, and according to his goal, he will kill the orcs' birth base.

"The Emperor is above"

Tallard came to a gate like a ghost.

“This is it”

Tallard kicked open the iron door, and then the scene in front of him came into Tallard's eyes.

Hundreds of human women were tied together like livestock, and thousands of tall orcs stood behind those women and exercised.

"Your Majesty the Emperor! Your Majesty the Father of Genes! What a blasphemy!"

Tallard rushed into the factory in an instant, and the chain sword waved like a phantom among the orcs. Wherever it went, the orcs were chopped into pieces.

A tall orc breeding pacesetter hit Talad with a 1-meter-high hammer, but in Talad's eyes, everything was too slow.

"Stab!"

One of the orc's legs was severed alive by the chain sword.

"Die! Alien!"

Talad wielded the chain sword and struck the breeding pacesetter orc in the middle of the head. This time he only smashed the orc's head but did not kill him, because if he smashed it to death, there would be no further fun.

The chain saw on the chain sword was activated, and the single-molecule chain saw chopped into the orc's head alive, and the orc's brain tissue was completely turned into a paste.

With the death of this breeding pacesetter, the other surviving orcs hurriedly surrendered. Even the breeding pacesetter could not defeat them, so they could only give food to them, but they did not know that surrendering now would be the stupidest decision they have ever made in their lives. The Night Lord The Space Marines especially like to kill others.

(Hot fried chicken with ice mineral water, the author has now been blessed by Nurgle and is learning from the old man Huang to squat on the toilet)