Planetary Defense Cannon

Looking at Tucker, covered in blood and looking like a god of war descending upon the world, who had single-handedly stormed into the demon's lair, Alvin suddenly realized that he had somewhat underestimated this veteran who had retired from the Astra Militarum.

Catachan a true powerhouse!

Wiping the sticky blood from his face, Tucker turned to stare at Alvin, revealing eight neat teeth. "Kid, you better hold on for me, or we're really out of hope!"

In the blink of an eye, the roaring Chainsword brutally cleaved a Daemon in two, its flesh and nauseating blood cascading down like a waterfall.

Even with Alvin's excellent mental fortitude, the stench of blood and flesh still caused him to lose control of his instincts, his stomach churning and he almost vomited!

"Now, I'll take over command!"

Tucker's fierce and violent aura immediately intimidated the rookies of the 3rd Company. He sternly ordered, "Everyone, based on the remaining ammunition, establish three tiered defensive lines and retreat in turn with me. No one is allowed to leave their post!"

After witnessing Tucker's ferocious performance, the 3rd Company, despite believing in Tucker's abilities, still subconsciously glanced at Alvin, as if seeking his opinion.

"Just do as he says."

Alvin was already very weak; even his voice had become feeble, and every time he spoke or even breathed, it caused him severe chest pain.

It must be that the broken ribs have damaged the internal organs.

Such injuries should have allowed them to rest and recover in place, but the Daemon surrounding them from all sides forced them to relocate as quickly as possible!

After saying that, Alvin's head lolled to the side and he lost consciousness.

Tucker frowned slightly, squatted down and pressed his hand against Alvin's chest. He quickly realized that Alvin had suffered severe internal injuries and needed to be transferred for treatment as soon as possible.

"You absolutely can't die, kid!"

Tucker grabbed Alvin, hoisted him onto his back, and tied them together with cable ties. His free left hand drew his Bolter, while his right gripped the roaring Chainsword. His gaze swept over the entire 3rd Company: "Remember, if anyone falls behind, don't turn back to save them. We only have one goal... to break through the encirclement of the demonic tide. I won't stop to wait for you, understand?!"

"Clear!!!"

The remaining forty-odd men of the 3rd Company still had high morale.

Diz inserted the last laser battery into the gun, grinned, and said, "Don't worry, we won't be a burden to the Company Commander!"

Tucker looked at the men of the 3rd Company. Although they were all in a sorry state, their eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit. Not one of them retreated, and no one argued back.

He had no doubt that if these forty-odd men survived, they could become qualified warriors of the Emperor after receiving tactical training!

But, unfortunately... many of them will not see tomorrow's sun.

"Set off!"

Tucker roared and charged out of the room first.

The 3rd Company, consisting of over forty men, was divided by Tucker into an assault advance group, a support group, and a rear guard group. The entire team advanced in sequence, and if viewed from the air, their formation resembled a sharp arrowhead!

With Tucker as the sharp tip of his spear, he pierced the demonic tide fiercely. The support teams on both sides ensured that the overall line would not be overwhelmed by the Daemon coming from the flanks, while the rearguard team at the very back... their duty was simple: to hold off the enemy behind them!

"For the Emperor!!!"

Fueled by high morale and led by Tucker, who charged ahead like a god of war, wantonly slaughtering those who blasphemed against the Daemon, the group's advance speed noticeably increased.

Fortunately, the number of demonic hordes nearby was not too large.

Most of the Daemon surging from the Upper-hive target the last human survivor stronghold in the Middle Hive, a counterattack position comprised of armories and food depots.

Most of the soldiers who had retreated from the front lines gathered at that stronghold, where the few remaining elite troops of the Department of Justice were struggling to hold off the Daemon army.

But... how long that can last is uncertain.

Tucker estimates that they can only hold out for three days at most. In other words, unless reinforcements arrive within three days, they will all have to return to the Golden Throne!

"Hang in there! Don't fall behind!"

Tucker shouted slogans, his face growing increasingly anxious.

There were fewer and fewer people around, especially since many of them had completely run out of ammunition and could only fight desperately against the demons in the Warp with their tactical knives!

Just as everyone was surrounded, a streak of fiery red light suddenly ripped through the smoke-filled sky, followed by the muffled roar of engines and trailing azure flames!

"What is that?!"

The 3rd Company, which had long been at its wits' end, was suddenly filled with hope after seeing that glimmer of light.

Their intuition told them that it must be reinforcements!

"It's an assault boat! Reinforcements have arrived!" Tucker, as expected of a veteran of the Astra Militarum, zoomed in on the scene with his electronic Cybernetic eye and clearly saw that it was an assault boat!

Countless Daemon abandoned them and flew towards the assault boat!

"Brothers! Hold on!" Tucker shouted with all his might, veins bulging on his forehead and his neck covered in ruptured blood vessels. "Our reinforcements have arrived! Soon the heretics will be driven out...?"

Before everyone could even celebrate for three seconds, they saw four azure orbs of light, containing a terrifying aura of destruction, devouring the air currents and swirling smoke along their path, like a divine punishment!

Rumble!!!

Blinding light filled the sky, accompanied by a rumbling sound!

The "assault boat," carrying everyone's hopes, was destroyed by a single shot, turning into fireworks in the sky.

But the joy on everyone's faces hadn't even faded before they plunged into an even deeper abyss, witnessing their hopes shattered... it was truly unbearable!

"It's a planetary orbital defense cannon!"

Tucker abruptly turned his head, staring at the direction of Upper-hive, gritting his teeth and cursing viciously, "Damn Upper-hive nobles, they even occupied this place!"

He had thought that even if the Upper-hive nobles were cowardly, they should at least fulfill their mission. Even if the planetary defense cannons failed, they should have destroyed them completely instead of leaving them to Chaos!

What Tucker didn't know was that there were indeed people among the nobles who wanted to do this, but unfortunately, before they could realize it, they were dismantled from within, which led to the planetary defense cannon falling into the hands of Chaos.

"It's just a planetary defense cannon, right?" Diz was the first to perk up, the boy full of courage saying, "Once we've Company Commander, we'll charge in with you and destroy it, won't we?"

"You make it sound so easy..."

Tucker rubbed his temples, looking somewhat pained.

As its name suggests, the planetary orbital defense cannon is primarily designed to intercept attacks from space and near-Earth orbit. Its power is such that just a few shots are enough to destroy a spaceship!

In other words, without eliminating the Planetary Defense Cannon, it will be difficult for Imperium support to directly airdrop onto the surface of this planet.

Unless... it's ultra-long-distance teleportation.

By directly teleporting troops to the deepest part of the enemy's position using the power of the Warp, the planetary defense artillery can be destroyed, thus providing conditions for subsequent airdrops!