Let's Have a Holy Orbital Bombardment

The Imperial Glory sailed out from the magnificent port of Lycade Station.

The thrusters at the rear of the warship spewed azure plasma light, pushing the massive hull forward as it shifted position in low orbit.

Qin Yun sat upon the captain's throne of steel, overlooking the entire bridge.

Holographic projections hovered on both sides of the throne.

Calculation Servitors embedded into the metal consoles and walls emitted a cacophony of ticking sounds.

"Estimated time to reach designated orbital coordinates: thirteen minutes."

Reckless General, sitting at the propulsion supervisor station, shouted out.

Possessing dual doctoral degrees, he had a formidable capacity for learning.

Since coming online, he hadn't seen much combat.

He had spent his time following his good brother, Old Bird, learning and researching how to operate this massive Lunar-class Cruiser.

Now, he had been entrusted with a heavy responsibility, serving as the propulsion supervisor.

"Ground forces have sent us the coordinates of hostile targets."

Following Old Bird's voice, the data projection in front of Qin Yun refreshed.

It displayed the entire Tyreen Hive City, marking patches of red zones representing enemy-occupied territory.

"Order all Macro-cannon batteries to prepare, charge the Lance Battery, and lock onto surface coordinates A-01: 40°42'51.67" N, 74° 0'21.50" W."

Qin Yun mimicked the captains he had seen in videos as he issued the command.

Various crews within the warship sprang into action following his orders.

On the gun decks, naval petty officers urged the sailors to move, calibrating the parameters of the Macro-cannons.

Tech-Priests monitored the reactor output, precisely controlling energy delivery to charge the Lance Battery.

The servitors beside them worked while chanting in unison, "Praise the Omnissiah."

++Locked onto coordinates A-01: 40°42'51.67" N, 74° 0'21.50" W++

++Calculating bombardment trajectory, awaiting feedback from subroutines++

The Calculation Servitor beside the throne trembled continuously, repeating Qin Yun's command.

The projection continued to refresh, and a red death-lasso icon appeared on the holographic map, representing the bombardment radius.

++Macro-cannons loaded++

++Lance Battery fully charged++

As the Calculation Servitor broadcasted, green indicator icons popped up on the screen one after another.

This is a day worth remembering, for this is my first time, Qin Yun thought to himself, then issued the order.

"Transmit the order to all units; tell them to prepare."

"Once the orbital bombardment concludes, execute the airborne assault immediately and send those traitors to hell."

"Execute the orbital bombardment sequence now. Rain the God-Emperor's fury upon those traitors and let the sky and earth burn."

"We will soon take this planet and offer it to the great Grandfather Nurgle."

"We will build this world into a beautiful garden, spreading the generosity of Grandfather Nurgle so that everyone may find happiness."

"The Corpse Emperor's filthy kingdom will eventually collapse, turning into ruins to serve as fertilizer for the garden."

A Chaos Priest was in the ruins, giving a speech to the devout followers.

A cultist with a Chaos symbol carved into his forehead said, "But I heard they seem to have received support from a guy called the Guide."

"No matter whose help they receive, they are destined to fail," the Chaos Priest's voice carried a hint of pity.

"They worship the Corpse Emperor and refuse to see the truth of the universe clearly."

"And the truth is the most powerful thing in this universe; no one can stop it."

"But I also heard they have a Lunar-class Cruiser," a cultist said uneasily, "and that they even retook Lycade Station."

The Chaos Priest smiled and reached out to point at the sky, soothing the uneasy followers.

"So what if they have a warship? Grandfather Nurgle's divine power protects us."

A cultist subconsciously followed the priest's hand and looked up at the sky.

Dim clouds obscured the sun.

The entire world appeared gray and hazy.

Suddenly, a certain area of the cloud layer became increasingly bright.

"What is that?" the cultist asked, his face full of confusion.

The other followers heard his words and looked up at the sky one after another.

The Chaos Priest also looked up, a look of confusion appearing on his face.

The next second, a tower of light descended from the sky.

BOOM!

The point of impact for the beam of light was precisely their artillery position.

The massive amount of ammunition piled there was detonated instantly.

The entire position was submerged in a continuous chain of explosions and a sea of fire.

The Cultists and the wandering Plague Zombies were blown into fragments.

Soil and flesh were swept into the sky by the massive shockwave, only to fall back down like rain.

Immediately after, aerial bombs descended with a whistling sound.

Bright mushroom clouds rose one after another.

The terrifying shockwave swept in all directions like a giant wave.

The Chaos Priest watched the incoming sea of fire and cried out in despair.

"Grandfather Nurgle."

The next second, he was completely swallowed by the flames.

His soul plummeted into a rotting garden, where it was torn to shreds by ravenous daemons.

"The wrath of the God-Emperor has descended upon those traitors."

"Praise the Emperor, His messengers shall bring salvation."

In the upper levels of Tyreen Hive City.

Governor Von, Bishop Hydrak, and other high-ranking officials witnessed this orbital bombardment with their own eyes and began to praise the Emperor one after another.

The entire outer city was plunged into a sea of fire.

Without the protection of a Void Shield, the Rebels were nothing more than lambs waiting to be slaughtered before the Lunar-class Cruiser.

"Deceivers who blaspheme the Omnissiah." Sage Koro of the Adeptus Mechanicus spoke in a cold, mechanical voice.

Von glanced at him, then looked toward his subordinate standing to the side.

The subordinate nodded slightly, signaling that everything was ready.

Von then turned his gaze back to the battlefield in the outer city with peace of mind.

To be honest, he did not want to do this at such a critical juncture.

But Sage Koro was too pedantic and stubborn.

He turned a blind eye to the divinity and Blessing of that lord.

If he were left alive, he would surely bring more trouble in the future.

What that lord is unwilling to do, he shall do instead.

Relieving that lord of his worries is also a part of loyalty.

Sage Koro will receive a decent end.

The deck of the Imperial Glory echoed with noisy sounds.

Various squads were running about, preparing for the upcoming airborne assault.

The new players who had just completed their basic training were gathered together.

Several industrial Servitors were distributing weapons and equipment to them.

They were also recording the Contribution Points the players owed.

The weapons and equipment were not free; they were loaned to the players.

Once they killed enemies, completed missions, and earned Contribution Points, they would pay them back along with interest.

Priest Hina, Aing, and the others were shocked to hear of such a thing.

These people had to take out loans to buy equipment just to go to the battlefield and kill enemies, yet they had no complaints.

No wonder they could become God Chosen.

Such loyalty was truly moving.

"Finally, there's a combat mission. Doing dailies, moving corpses, and cleaning up every day—I've really had enough of it."

Damo examined the Lasguns handed to him, his face full of anticipation.

"To be so impatient to go to the battlefield as cannon fodder, we are truly too loyal to the old man on the throne."

Hardcore Bro, sitting across from Damo, teased.

"Only loyalty can help us progress; if we aren't loyal, how can we earn Contribution Points to exchange for equipment?"

Director Qi chimed in from the side.

At this moment, the speakers embedded in the pillars and walls broadcasted the voice of Qinyun.

"Orbital bombardment has concluded. Prepare for airborne deployment."

"For the Emperor, for glory."

Little Fatty shouted, his voice amplified by the speakers of his Exoskeleton Armor.

"For the Emperor."

"For the Omnissiah."

"For the Horde."

"For Noxus."

"For the Great Treasure."

The other players followed suit, raising their arms and shouting along, though the slogans were a bit strange.

"Takeoff! In the name of the God-Emperor, get ready for a massacre, brothers."

Blood Pigeon ignited the engines of the Valkyrie, and a roar erupted.

The thrusters at the rear of the fuselage spewed brilliant blue plasma light.

The heavy deck was lowered, and the Landing Craft and fighters slid off the warship's runway, flying toward the magnificent planet.

In Tyreen Hive City, the outer districts had been reduced to ruins.

Many Cultists and Plague Zombies had been blown to pieces.

Charred, severed limbs could be seen everywhere.

Kras, the commander of the Rebels, crawled out from a collapsed house.

Looking at the charred battlefield, riddled with bomb craters, he was completely stunned.

"Gather up quickly! The minions of the Corpse Emperor are surely about to counterattack."

He shouted at the surviving Cultists.

Just then, the roar of engines echoed from the sky.

Several Valkyries and Landing Craft appeared in the sight of the Cultists.

Their machine guns unleashed another barrage of fire upon the ground.

Many Cultists who had just crawled out of the ruins were shot dead on the spot.

After annihilating the enemies on the ground, the Landing Craft roared as they descended.

Accompanied by the hissing of high-pressure gas, the hydraulic hatches opened.

Imperial soldiers clad in Exoskeleton Armor stepped out.

They marched toward the ruins to mop up the remaining Cultists.

"Praise the Omnissiah."

Little Fatty piloted his Heavy Tomorrow Mark III Exoskeleton Armor as it touched down.

The battle cry, accompanied by the blaring sound of war horns, erupted from his speakers and echoed across the entire battlefield.

PS: I wanted to ask, is that rebellious son of the Night Lord Sevatar?

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