I'm No Good at Running Things, but You're No Good at Fighting!
"Company Commander Albert, we've discovered something interesting." The Chapter Serf, leading several technical support clerics, entered the command room with an undisguised smile on his face, as if something happy had happened.
"Didn't I send you to investigate that Losel Planet?" Albert frowned slightly. He didn't care about anything interesting; he only cared about why the great All-Father and Leman Russ would guide his Chapter to this place!
There must be some deeper meaning behind the All-Father and Leman Russ!
However, for the safety of the entire company, Albert did not approach the vicinity of that planet immediately, but instead had the Tech-Aide investigate the data.
As a result, the pastor pulled this stunt.
Seeing Albert's serious expression, the Chapter Serf was not afraid at all. Instead, he handed over the information he had just received. "My brother, I assure you this is good news."
Albert glanced at it and was immediately surprised. "The heir to the Valshius Merchant Dynasty is actually suspected to be on this planet?"
The first line of the intelligence report listed a request for help from "Horn Valshius." Given the scale of the operation, it's not hard to guess the reason for rescuing just one person.
"Look down."
The Chapter Serf suppressed a laugh, seemingly anticipating Company Commander Albert's reaction.
"The Watcher Chapter... you mean the Ultramarines?" Albert's brows furrowed with impatience, clearly indicating he didn't think much of those bunch of idiots.
"What a brilliant Losel!"
But upon seeing the intelligence on the planet's surface, even this veteran of three hundred years couldn't help but click his Delia: "Suspected Xenos, confirmed Khorne and Tzeentch armies, and Hell Dragon with Daemon Engine —this is truly chaotic!"
"Not only that, look again, there's another one of our 'old acquaintances' here." The Chapter Serf deliberately emphasized his words.
Albert looked down, his eyes suddenly gleaming, and he radiated a chilling killing intent, like a raging Space Wolves: "Very well, very well, I didn't expect to run into you here again after going around in circles like this!!!"
The final piece of intelligence revealed it to be the "Blood Skull" gang!
It was that damned heretic who ambushed them in the Warp. Albert had never been able to swallow this insult, but he had no choice but to spare them this time.
Unexpectedly, we ran into each other here again!
This is truly... Leman Russ goodness!
"Company Commander, what do we do?" The Chapter Serf smiled, feigning ignorance, "Should we go and reinforce the Ultramarines? Although we've never really gotten along."
"Hmph, do you even need to ask?"
Albert grinned maliciously and roared at the men beside him, "Give me my power claw! Tell all the wolf cubs in the company that the time for revenge has come! Let those Ultramarines see who the real warriors are!"
"Company Commander Albert, shall we go straight there?"
I can't help but ask Tech-Aide piloting the warship inquired.
"Go full throttle and ram them straight in!!!"
Albert cracked his neck, a sneer spreading across his face, "Blood skull, huh? I'll go over there myself and twist their leader's head off!"
He wanted to show those Ultramarines what it meant to be the Sons of Russ, and what the Space Wolves' fighting style was all about!
Operations? I'm not cut out for that.
But when it comes to fighting, you can all step aside!
Just as "Bloodhead" was about to board, Piazzas heard an alarm coming from the side of the ship!
Warning! Warning!
"What happened?!" Piazzas turned sharply and asked the pilot in charge of the warship.
"Something terrible has happened, Chief!!!"
However, the pilot cried out in terror, "It's... it's... the Fang of the Frost Wolf cruiser! They're on our broadside, rapidly approaching!"
"What?!"
Fang of the Frost Wolves was the name of the Strike Cruiser they had attacked in the Warp. Piazzas couldn't fathom how those guys had managed to track them down!
But he doesn't have much time left!
You should know that the keel ram on top of a battleship is made of specially reinforced Adamantium. If it were to crash into the cruiser, even if the cruiser wasn't crippled, it would be a sitting duck!
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way right now!"
Piazzas yelled at the operators to get out of the way.
But it's too late!
Albert had his eye on them; their attention was focused on the Ultramarines. He stealthily accelerated and charged forward, giving Chaos Astartes no chance to react.
Boom!!!
The next moment, a violent shaking nearly capsized the entire ship. The massive keel pierced directly into the cabin, and several unlucky Chaos Astartes, before they could even react, were smashed into a pulp by the ruthless Space Wolves!
Immediately afterward, amidst the chaos, Albert, wielding his beloved power claw, leaped into the core of the enemy ship's deck. "In the name of the Almighty All-Father and Leman Russ, slaughter these bastards!!!"
"Awooo--!!!"
It wasn't someone's wolf howl.
Soon, the Bloodskull Astartes, which had just regained consciousness from the violent tremors, saw Astartes clad in dark blue Power Armor and wielding weapons such as Power hammer, Chainsword swords, and Power axe, burst into their ship!
As the company commander, Albert took the Company Commander and, together with the Chapter Serf, charged directly into the heart of the spaceship.
"There are only two people?!"
The Chaos Astartes were furious. They were the legion most skilled in close combat, and the enemy dared to barge in, especially when they were at a disadvantage. Wasn't this courting death?
"I am from the Blood Skull Warband..."
Before he could finish speaking, the poor Chaos Canister's head was seized by a huge mechanical power claw. Albert sneered and clenched his five fingers tightly!
Bang!
Just like that, the head of a Chaos Canister was easily crushed by him, and its body collapsed limply to the ground.
"The kind of scum I'm looking for isn't you bunch of trash!"
Albert, a veteran of three hundred years, treated this group of Chaos Canister like a one-sided massacre!
His massive shield in his left hand could perfectly defend against attacks from the enemy, while his power claw in his right hand was wielded with unparalleled skill, appearing as deadly as a wolf's claw!
Boom!
Suddenly, the wall beside the passageway was blown apart!
A Chaos Canister rushed out, interrupting Albert before he could react, and dealt him a heavy blow!
However, the canned food ignored the fact that the Chapter Serf who had been following Albert all along, the only priest wearing a wolf skin and black armor, had his foot blast out like a cannonball!
Bang!
That Chaos Canister's arm was kicked off!
Then, before the can of hair could scream, the Chapter Serf grabbed his head with one hand, slammed him to the ground, and brought his huge foot down hard!
Boom!
The helmet of the Chaos Canister was crushed by the trampling, and its head turned into a puddle of red and white mud.
After doing all this, the Chapter Serf as if nothing had happened, continuing to follow behind the Company Commander, occasionally pulling out his Plasma Gun to finish off any stragglers.
Albert and the priest practically fought their way through the entire corridor, arriving directly in front of the command room.
Without saying a word, Albert pulled out his plasma and fired.
The scorching Plasma cannon melted through the sturdy hatch, revealing Piazzas inside, still looking completely bewildered.
"Hey kid, your grandpa wolf's here!"
Albert grinned maliciously and stepped inside, his power claw emitting a terrifying disintegration light. "Are you planning a one-on-one fight, or are you going to come at me all at once?!"
Even now, Piazzas's mind hadn't quite processed what was happening. Shouldn't they be the ones switching sides? How did it turn into him being the one who got switched sides in the blink of an eye?
And... are you fucking cheating?!
Piazzas was completely stunned as he watched the Space Wolves leader, who had almost single-handedly broken through his entire defensive line.
It's not unreasonable to ask for 10,000 votes a day, right? Hehe~