Van Fleet's Ammunition Count? No, I Want Ten Times, a Hundred Times!

BOOM—!!!

A world-shaking blast tore through the filth-choked skies above the Hive City.

The roars of tens of thousands of cannons converged into an unprecedented thunder, like raging waves, a tsunami, a flood.

The storm of blazing white fire erupted from the muzzles, scorching away the air before them in an instant. Even the twisted crimson firmament was rent with fissures by that brief, unadulterated light. A barrage made of pure destruction blanketed almost the entire sky. Thousands of streaks of light tore through the clouds, trailing searing-hot flames as they crashed down on the Chaos Legion's rear ranks.

The next moment, towering flames and explosions, mixed with thick smoke and shock waves, surged like an apocalyptic tsunami and swept over the Chaos positions in an instant.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Under the dense rain of falling shells, the earth heaved and rolled like a storm-tossed sea, then shattered and collapsed!

Terrifying, jagged fissures spread like the earth's cries of agony. Under the astonishing deluge of artillery, mushroom clouds rose one after another!

Was it over?!

After the first bombardment ended, the surviving Chaos Legion thought the Imperium's retaliatory strike was over.

The frenzied World Eaters waved their Chainaxes and charged once more, leading a crimson tide of bloodthirsty forces made up of Bloodthirsters, Daemon Knights, Bloodletters, and others.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Charge!!!"

"The Blood God will protect us!"

They were convinced the Imperium's attack was over.

Now it was their turn to strike back—to make those damned Imperials, those dogs of the Corpse Emperor, taste blood and know despair and fear!

But was that really what was happening?

"Commander, the first ranging salvo is complete. Impact points calibrated. Firing data loaded. Awaiting orders."

A voice came from the armored regiments in the rear over the comms channel.