The Lamenters' Apothecary had already fallen into a state of suspended death.
Chaos had severed the Apothecary's limbs and punched through his abdomen and spine.
There was almost no chance of saving him.
If the Chapter still existed, the Apothecary's best fate would have been to enter a Dreadnought sarcophagus, continue fighting, and fight until the overloaded Dreadnought cooked him alive.
But now, they had no Dreadnoughts. This Apothecary's final fate might be nothing more than waiting for death.
Chaos aircraft continued to rain down from the skies.
Their fighters, bombers, unmanned vessels, and crewed ships were locked in battle with the human aircraft formations. Every moment, shot-down aircraft fell from the sky.
Debris from explosions and high-speed engines flung from aircraft wings could instantly shred and wipe out large numbers of warriors in the center of the battlefield.
Bombers overhead continuously dropped blood bombs.
Some Thunder Cannon gunners fired at the sky, using radar to lock onto enemy formations and shatter the attacks descending from above.
Meanwhile, the Tau Empire's Drones on the ground continuously deployed energy shields, intercepting attacks from enemies on the ground and high in the air.
The dense defensive grid formed by nearly two hundred Dreadnoughts could practically sweep away all Chaos before them.
The fortifications they had built could halt Space Marines, but they could not stop a Dreadnought charge.
Their defenses could intercept Space Marine attacks, but they were useless against melta gunners and Thunder Cannon gunners.
These Chaos forces were not loyal. Once they realized they could not resist, they would not sacrifice their lives to stop the enemy. Just as they had turned to Chaos out of fear of death, when Chaos fell into a disadvantage, they would likewise abandon the Chaos they claimed to be loyal to.
"Destroy them!"
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