Saving 'The Emperor' (Part 2)

The elite Kasrkin squad reacted faster than you did.

Your warning had barely left your lips when the Sergeant Major's Hellgun roared with fierce fury.

Scorching laser fire erupted, piercing through the surrounding forest in wide swaths.

The other squad members dispersed into position, their hot-shot and las-fire flashing across the snow-covered ground.

From the forest the Sergeant Major faced, a white figure—two meters tall, lean and elongated—leapt out of the shadows, dodging the hail of gunfire.

You tried to aim and fire your Lasgun, but found your sights unable to lock onto the nimble, agile form.

You pulled out a few Frag Grenades, planning to force the target to a halt with wide-area damage.

You pulled the pins, but had not yet thrown.

The lean figure suddenly spat out a few halting words in the Imperial language, its voice harsh and obscure, while raising one hand to wave back and forth, signaling a ceasefire.

The Sergeant Major did not choose to ceasefire, instead signaling the rest of the squad to stay alert for more heretics.

The lean figure in the narrow helmet had no choice but to keep leaping and shifting, dodging the laser beams while stumbling through the Imperial language.

It stated that destroying the supplies was merely its own personal misjudgment.

It came from the Aeldari, sent by the Farseer Tydir to warn their Imperial allies.

The Ork Warlord Gorgutz and the Chaos Lord Krell had formed a terrifying alliance, about to pose a massive threat to Imperial forces.

Hordes of Orks, joined by Khorne Berzerkers, were advancing on the position of the Emperor-class Titan 'Dominatus'.

Your squad needed aid from the Aeldari.

The Sergeant Major dismissed this with contempt, the Hellgun's roar growing more frequent.

You seized the chance to throw a few Frag Grenades, but the slender figure in white armor used the blast's shockwave to leap behind a tall tree and vanish from sight.

The Sergeant Major stopped firing. He did not scold you for your rash action, instead praising your talent for becoming a seasoned grenadier.

In the third week, your squad finally reached the position of the Emperor-class Titan 'Dominatus'.

You looked up, letting out continuous exclamations of awe.

The towering Emperor-class Titan was nothing less than a grand structure comparable to a massive mountain range, and at the same time, a combat fortress of terrifying firepower.

Your squad rendezvoused with other relief forces and received additional supplies.

Through conversation, the Sergeant Major learned that the other squads had also encountered warnings from the Aeldari.

Those who had mistaken them for allies had suffered no small losses.

Beyond equipment and supplies, there were even Imperial soldiers' lives.

After a brief rest, you received a gift from the Sergeant Major.

A set of Carapace Armor from another Kasrkin squad—this would greatly improve your survivability on the battlefield.

Before you could thank him, the fierce roar of Lasguns and Hellguns rang out all around.

At the forest's edge, countless Orks began to appear, and even more terrifying than the Orks—Khorne Berzerkers—also revealed their towering forms.

The battle to defend 'Dominatus' had erupted with a thunderous roar.

In the fourth week, lacking the maintenance and appeasement of the Tech-Priests, the Machine Spirit is Displeased Emperor-class Titan could not activate its Void Shields.

Only the Hell Cannons mounted on the platform and the Laser Blast Cannons were usable. One Plasma Annihilator Cannon, after vaporizing a squad of Khorne Berzerkers, fell completely into standby mode, unable to fire.

To prevent irreparable damage to the Emperor-class Titan 'Dominatus', All the relief squads had no choice but to clash head-on with the surging Orks, holding a line of battle.

Your squad was one of the key defensive points.

The Khorne Berzerkers that appeared in great numbers among the Orks seemed to have singled you out as their ultimate target.

Every Berzerker that spotted you let out garbled roars, as if instantly forgetting the distant, conspicuous Emperor-class Titan, shaking their 'Rabbit Ears' as they charged at you.

After a terrifying scare, you barely survived.

You gradually regained your calm and devised a plan with the Sergeant Major.

Your squad would exploit your extraordinary 'attractiveness' to the Khorne Berzerkers.

You would lead them to disrupt the Ork formations while staying away from the Imperial lines, then pick them off.

From then on, a bizarre scene played out on the brutal battlefield where the Titan's Imperial defenders clashed with the Orks.

Whenever a Khorne Berzerker appeared, you would bravely leap out of the line, throwing grenades or firing to draw its attention.

Every Berzerker would howl madly, trampling countless Orks to death as it charged at you.

Then, once the squad's hot-shot and las-fire precisely struck the target's head or Power Pack, triggering a violent detonation that blasted countless Orks away, You, drenched in cold sweat, would return to the Imperial lines with a mix of madness and calm, resupplying and waiting for the next opportunity.

In the sixth week, your squad gradually fell into numbness and exhaustion, causing some flaws in the plan.

One Khorne Berzerker, grievously wounded but not dead, broke through the Imperial line.

It caused heavy losses among the troops and, for the first time, came face to face with you.

[This time, you finally heard the blurred roar clearly from their mouths.]

["Traitor..." With a shattered helmet and brains spilling out, the enemy addressed you as such.]

[You raised your Hellgun and shot through his head.]

[You were utterly confused by this.]

[You had no time to think deeper, as countless Orks that had broken through the front line were already upon you.]

[In the seventh week, the Imperial rescue force suffered heavy casualties and had to retreat onto the Emperor-class Titan 'Dominatus,' relying on the platform's remaining firepower to resist.]

[Of your squad, only three remained alive, including you.]

[The Sergeant Major had half his arm hacked off by the Orks, yet he stubbornly held the line through sheer willpower.]

[You instinctively tallied the remaining supplies of all squads.]

[You realized the entire rescue force was about to run out of ammunition and food.]

[You tried to contact the Imperial Station, requesting more reinforcements.]

[You received General Sturn's deeply sorrowful reply.]

[The Eldar heretics had once again torn up the short-lived truce and launched a frenzied assault on the Imperial Station. The Cadian Shock Troops had no squads left to send... He prayed the Emperor would protect you.]

[You ended the communication and fell into silence.]

[You picked up your Hellgun again, intending to detonate the Emperor-class Titan 'Dominatus.']

["If 'Dominatus' cannot belong to the Master of Mankind, then no force shall have it." With cold eyes, you muttered to yourself.]

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