Emperor's Name! Wipe Out the Forces of Evil

The heavy artillery did not bombard them. Clearly, their value had already made those in power drool with greed!

The heavy artillery was only being used as cover. After all, those soldiers from America and a host of military satellites were watching from there!

As eyes filled with rage opened, the words "In the Emperor's name" instantly prompted all the Blood Angels to load their magazines with bolt rounds!

The sounds of magazines being loaded rang out one after another. The noise of power boots crushing the bricks and tiles in the ruins also began to echo!

In less than a minute, the rhythmic yet sparse reports of bolt fire began to ring out!

The charging Little Jap troops instantly suffered a head-on assault. The shots were precise and never missed, while the powerful bolt rounds tore through them.

Basically, every shot took two or three lives.

Half of the densely packed front line was instantly wiped out. Blood and entrails, pierced through and blasted into minced flesh by the bolt rounds, steamed faintly as they splattered over the Little Jap troops in the rear who had no time to dodge!

Fear instantly welled up from the depths of their hearts, but it was soon covered up by their almost fanatical faith and excitement!

"Tenno Heika! Banzai!"

The heavy machine guns mounted on the armored vehicles and tanks opened fire one after another. Even the tank commanders disregarded their earlier orders, having the loaders prepare armor-piercing high-explosive shells. They aimed at a corner belching flames and fired directly!

The next second, the armor-piercing high-explosive shell shot out. The Astartes easily sidestepped the instant he saw the flames, dodging the attack aimed straight at him!

At that moment, Crimson Typhoon staggered back from the battlefield, watching the battle erupt in an instant and the slaughter that swept through the enemy like a storm.

The battle began in an instant—a cruel massacre. As the sound of bolt guns grew denser and more chaotic, more and more Self-Defense Forces Little Jap troops died in the charge. They exploded like red soda jellies from an anime, showering the surrounding Little Jap troops with fragments of strange jelly.

The Wei Brothers were both furious and frightened. "Commander, what should we do?"

"Damn it! They've gone mad! Cherno Alpha and Eureka Striker will reach their destination in ten minutes! Your main task remains holding back the monsters! But now, the three of you must work together and stop them immediately. Destroy their artillery positions first!"

"Commander!" Cai Tiantong's voice rang out. "When we were established, our very first rule was not to get involved in conflicts between nations, Commander."

Stark Pentecost slammed his fist onto the table, forcing down his anger. "Mr. Cai! We aren't the ones getting involved in conflicts between nations. These governments are involving themselves in our fight! They're destroying Human Civilization! Two Category 4 Kaiju will arrive there in a little over twenty minutes, yet these people have started an internal conflict for the sake of short-term gains."

Cai Tiantong fell silent!

At that moment, the navies of Huaxia and the Great Bear in the north also began moving, sailing toward this place!

"Commander! America's bombers are heading this way!" Crimson Typhoon, advancing forward, spotted the B52h bomber slowly descending in the distant sky.

Stark Pentecost said, "Contact Huaxia and the Great Bear immediately..."

Tylert was the first to see the B52H sweeping toward them at low altitude. He instantly recognized what those aircraft were for and roared loudly.

"We're under bombardment!"

The instant his voice rang out, every Astartes turned their gaze toward the source of the bombardment.

The Astartes' extraordinary eyesight allowed them to clearly see the bombers' hatches slowly opening. They could even make out the English letters on the surfaces of some white-shelled projectiles.

Quan Tiehua immediately drew the Power Sword from his waist and pressed the switch. Blue energy instantly wrapped around the entire blade.

Then he flipped forward and rapidly charged toward the Little Jap army rushing at them from ahead.

Seeing this, the other Astartes drew their Chainswords one after another.

It wasn't that they couldn't withstand the bombardment, but the enemies blocking the way ahead were a bunch of worthless trash. Why the hell would they endure a bombardment too? Would they have a hole in their heads?

It was like paying ten yuan for egg fried rice made from ten yuan worth of ingredients, then having the restaurant inexplicably charge a thousand yuan instead!

Tell me, wouldn't that mean I had a hole in my head?

"Yoshi! The enemy has no ammunition left! Tenno Heika, banzai!" Seeing this, the officer leading the charge among the Little Jap troops excitedly waved his command saber in place. It had been passed down by his grandfather, who had enlisted during the Holy War.

The tanks and armored vehicles surged forward at full speed. However, their numbers were sparse, and some of their steering, weapon loading, and operation depended on manual labor. As a result, these weapons could not keep up with the Astartes, who had spread out and were charging toward them.

In the blink of an eye, the hundred-meter distance vanished. Holding the Power Sword in reverse, Quan Tiehua thrust its tip into the front-side track of a tank. Meeting almost no resistance, like cutting tofu, he drove the blade from front to rear.

Inside, one-third of the crew members were instantly cut down.

The entire tank was crippled on the spot. The armored vehicles suffered an even worse fate. After several precise bolt rounds punched through them, the ammunition inside detonated.

In an instant, the Little Jap troops inside and those surrounding the vehicles were blasted into ashes.

Once all the Astartes confirmed that the Little Jap troops within sight no longer possessed weapons capable of directly scratching them,

they stopped charging in evasive patterns. Even their bolt guns were slung back onto their waists. They drew their daggers.

Each Astartes gripped the mono-molecular Combat Dagger issued to them since their recruit days in one hand, while the other held a Chainsword belonging to the entire chapter.

They began walking straight toward the Little Jap troops with contempt and arrogance, casually clearing bits of flesh and scraps from their weapons as they went.

Grenades and kinetic-weapon rounds exploded against the Astartes' Power Armour, striking them directly.

But they were utterly useless. They could not even halt the Astartes' advance. Watching the silent, red-eyed iron giants confidently walking toward them, the Little Jap troops felt the fear that drugs and fanaticism had suppressed rise once more for some unknown reason.

The most obvious sign was that the charge of the several frontmost ranks of Little Jap troops clearly slowed.

But the Blood Angels had no intention of showing them mercy because of that!

The distance closed. The Little Jap troops' faces grew increasingly ferocious. They shouted and howled like beasts that had thrown off the shackles of morality.

The Astartes, meanwhile, continued walking forward calmly and without the slightest emotion. The only difference was that the Chainswords in their hands began to roar in unison!

At that moment, the heavy artillery in the distance fell silent. Crimson Typhoon had now arrived there and was making a threatening warning gesture.

The several American bombers overhead circled without dropping their payloads. Within seconds, the congressional grandees who had already negotiated the distribution of benefits with the Little Japan parliamentarians ordered the bombers to turn around and head for the monsters' landing site.

They would strike the landing monsters head-on!

In an instant, every powerful and influential person in the world was watching this scene.

The only difference was that throughout Huaxia, the scene was somehow being livestreamed onto the internet.

Just as the departments responsible for cybersecurity were about to shut it down, an order from *** forcibly stopped them!

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As the distance closed, the Astartes' reaction speed let them swing their Chainswords first.

A violent gust swept across their faces. Then their waists suddenly went numb. The Little Jap troops in the front ranks watched their world rise into the air before crashing to the ground. Some even stared wide-eyed at their lower bodies standing there, spraying blood.

After swinging the Chainsword, they used their daggers against the Little Jap troops who charged first with bayoneted rifles. With a familiar upward thrust, they pierced from the chin through the skull, then lifted the body into the air and violently flung it, sending it and several other Little Jap troops flying.

Blood and chunks of flesh splattered across him, making Quan Tiehua in his crimson Power Armour look like a demon god charging up from the depths of hell.

To those people, it even seemed that these iron-armored men were the real demons.

Quan Tiehua knew nothing of this. He continued leading the Blood Angels steadily forward, casually cleaving off the heads of enemies who attacked them, the blue-glowing Power Sword pointing straight ahead!

"In the Emperor's name! Wipe out the forces of evil!"