Chapter 719: Attack and Defense Reversal

Everything that happened before his eyes seemed like a beautiful dream bestowed by the Emperor. Dorn strolled leisurely in the Zerg swarm, and no Zerg could last a second longer in front of him.

The Zerg swarm surrounding the planet was cleaned inch by inch by the artillery fire of the main fleet of the Great Canteen. The dark shadows that blocked the sky were torn apart, and the bright light of the energy weapons illuminated every inch of blood-flowing land in Macragge.

"Stand up, Captain Calgar?" Helbrecht, the Grand Marshal of the Black Templars, appeared beside Calgar at some point. He injected a tube of treatment agent into the Guardian of Macragge, and then helped him up.

The pain in his body gradually subsided, and Calgar's body that was invaded by toxins also returned to normal, and the organs of hematopoiesis and coagulation began to serve the flesh.

"For the Emperor." Helbrecht threw such a sentence to Calgar, and then followed Dorn closely with the Black Templars.

For some reason, Calgar had some strange thoughts in his mind.

Suddenly, I felt a little envious.

Dorn and the Black Templars were on the front battlefield, and Hope, the captain of the Weepers, and Celestine, the Living Saint, assisted on the battlefields on both sides.

The troops who fought desperately in the Zerg swarm were in high spirits because of the help of friendly forces. The large number of Weepers filled the defense line that the Ultramarines could not support and was close to collapse.

The pious brilliance of Celestine, the Living Saint, provided the tired warriors with the nourishment of faith.

So what about the Death Army? What are they doing?

In other areas of Macragge, the Eldar were active in the shadows. In order to avoid accidental injuries to the Macragge defenders, they wore the Empire's standard psychic clothing and covered their alien faces with a fully enclosed helmet.

This is a complex city near the sea, with a developed and environmentally friendly industrial park, and a beautiful living area that takes into account the lives of citizens.

But that was all in the past. The Zerg's biological buildings pierced the city in all directions, making the originally beautiful skyline sharp and terrifying.

These bio-buildings are slowly draining the seawater, creating clouds of corrosive and poisonous stench.

A team of Eldar came to this area through a narrow single-person webway. These tiny webways prevented them from carrying larger equipment, but the Eldar had other ways to attract reinforcements.

A huge noise came from the distance, which was a noise that only Titan-class units could make.

The God Machine Legion on Macragge was also fighting a desperate battle with the bugs. The Skitarii and the Ultramar Auxiliary Army fought side by side to protect the feet of the God Machine.

Some bugs passed through the Titan Void Shield and fell on the Titan's armor. They opened their mouths and shed acid, trying to make a hole and drill into it to destroy it.

But the army around the Titan had already noticed these bugs who dared to blaspheme the God Machine. Dozens of Hydra anti-aircraft vehicles used bullet rain to wash the Titan's armor.

But how long can they hold on?

The Eldar must provide support for these friendly forces. They shuttled through the ruins of the buildings and used psychic energy to pull the spirit bones to grow and deform.

The building made of spirit bones was clean and beautiful in white, which was out of tune with the surrounding scene. A temporary webway portal was quickly constructed.

Odmayer was actually very interested in the technology of this webway portal, but the transmission of this thing was based on a special connection of psychic energy. Except for a few primarchs and talented psychics, few people could use this special transmission device. Odmayer could only express some regret for this.

The webway gate was activated, and in the shimmering light like the surface of a lake, several elegant and beautiful Nether Titans walked out lightly.

They saluted their fellow Eldar who constructed the webway portal and disappeared in a flash of light.

"We are reinforcements."

The whisper of psychic energy was transmitted to the captain who was connected to the Titan machine soul, and then he flashed next to a huge insect like a tall building and cut off the insect's limbs at an excellent speed that the Imperial Titan could never reach.

The Titan Legion captured the gorgeous shadow of the Nether Titan, and the commander ordered all troops not to fire at the Eldar aliens for the time being.

The headquarters, which could barely operate under the pressure of war, was confused by the reports from the defense forces of various positions.

"Blue skin? Double-headed eagle? For the Emperor and the Greater Good?" A general frowned, and he felt his brain throbbing because he received too much information.

However, the commander who was chosen by the Ultramarines was not incompetent. With the help of two cups of Reka coffee and a special drug, the commander finally remembered what these blue-skinned aliens meant.

"The Alien Execution Regulations!" The commander slapped his head fiercely. With his reminder, the staff and adjutant also remembered this document sent from the Terra Ministry of Internal Affairs.

After thinking about these issues clearly, the headquarters issued an order to all the troops that could be contacted on the planet, asking them not to fire at the blue-skinned friendly forces.

"Now you know that we are friendly forces, right? Colonel Omar?" A Burning Blade Warrior looked at Colonel Omar who ended the communication with a bad face.

From the bullet holes on the Burning Blade Warrior's armor and the slightly smoking muzzle of Colonel Omar's gun, it is easy to judge what happened just now.

The situation on Macragge has basically stabilized. They have recaptured three-quarters of the planet and victory is imminent.

But for Calgar and the Ultramarines, they have many questions to ask these strange reinforcements.

"Captain Hope." Calgar said seriously, "Is there something wrong with your regiment? Especially since you are still in the Punishment Expedition. Although I am very grateful for your help, your blind actions are no different from rebellion."

Hope stood still, frowning, thinking of the bad days when the Weepers were discriminated against and suspected.

He looked at Calgar's face carefully, and did not find any disgust on that firm and square face, only a worry about the future of the Weepers.

Hope showed Calgar a friendly smile, and did not explain anything to him, but handed his sword to Calgar to show his trust and respect.

This behavior did not make Calgar's worries disappear in the slightest. He wondered where Captain Hope's calm attitude came from.

He really had too many questions.

Powerful black-armored warriors, effective assistance from the Eldar without any deception, blue-skinned Emperor warriors, fully armed Astra Militarum, and technological equipment so powerful that the Mechanical Archmagos and Tech-Sergeants called it heresy.

Could this be a deception from the devil? Could it be the "enemy of the swarm's fear" that the think tank director wanted to remind him of?

Kalgar took a deep breath, and all his questions would be answered behind the closed door.