Fire on Me!!!!!

Lin En watched the last ship Mothership leave the ground, then raised his hand and fanned in front of his nose.

When Mothership closed the passage opening, it spewed out a hot, sour gas. It was mainly the smell of biological metabolism. A living organism as big as Mothership could rival the smell of a garbage dump in summer.

I tried hard to endure it before because I was afraid of hurting the hearts of these evolved insects.

Phoros, who stayed in orbit, sent him a message: "Sir, all twelve Motherships have returned to orbit."

"Okay." Lin En replied, putting his hands on his eyes and looking towards the sky, as if he could see Night Goddess in orbit.

"You guys watch them first and don't let them run around. Night Goddess and Mother of Tears have blocked the track. Keep a safe distance between Mothership and don't let them get together. I'll go for a walk and go back in a while."

"Is there anything else, sir?"

Lin En swept around.

"Let me see if there is anyone alive."

Phoros responded and asked again, "Do you need us to go with you?"

"No need, the two Adeptus Custodes adults are here."

With two Adeptus Custodes, plus Lin En's own force value, nothing on this planet can threaten them.

So Phoros also nodded. "Okay, sir, please be careful in everything and pay attention to safety."

"Got it."

After hanging up the communication, Lin En turned around and walked towards the edge of the battlefield.

The feet were covered with broken bones, rotten mushrooms, and Orks armor with holes corroded by acid.

It makes a crunching sound when you step on it.

The insects told him just now that there seemed to be some humans in this place...

Ah, found it.

Not far away, there was a small mountainous area. There was a simple stockade among the rocks, surrounded by a simple wall made of scrap iron and stones. There were soldiers with spears on the wall guarding it.

It's almost like a primitive tribe's stronghold.

The handles of the spears in the hands of those warriors were still made of wood.

Those who hear it are saddened and those who see it cry.

But it seems that the fighting ability of the soldiers is not bad, Rampart is covered with strings of bones from Orks.

The previous planet was occupied by Greenskins. Although Greenskins was very cruel, there were still some rebels and surviving civilians left on the planet.

Lin En turned the corner of the fence and stopped.

In front of him, at the main entrance of the wall, stood dozens of people holding spears, tremblingly preparing to attack him.

"Don't come over yet! Who are you? Stand there and answer!"

The survivors looked at him in horror, including the resistance fighters, whose hands holding weapons were shaking.

Inexplicably just now, a group of Tyranids ate up all Greenskins, and then this person appeared together with Tyranids...

Lin En stopped and raised his hands to show that he was not hostile. "Don't be nervous, everyone, I'm not a bad person."

"Say your identity!"

"I was sent by Imperium." Lin En said calmly, "Are you the survivors of this planet?"

"Imperium?" The survivor soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then became even more nervous, "Imperium has already ignored us! We are just an ordinary mining star here! You! Who are you?"

"I am really sent by Imperium. Have you ever heard of Bolomite or Lamenters? (♡⚈ɜ⚈)"

"Lamenters...Chapter?"

"Yes, I am their boss."

"Don't try to lie to us! You just appeared with the insect! We all saw it! The insect listens to you! Who are you?"

Lin En told them not to be afraid in a friendly manner, "That was not a bug just now, it was Purple Carapace Chapter, our Imperium loyal auxiliary force."

Survivors: "..."

Do you think we believe it?

Do we look like a bunch of fools?

Lin En simply projected the official establishment document sent to him by Lord Regent into the air for them to see. "Look, the full name is Purple Carapace Chapter. It is registered. Imperium has officially established the auxiliary fleet."

Everyone looked at each other.

The expressions on everyone's faces are wonderful.

Confused, confused, shocked, doubtful.

"Don't look like that. You all saw it just now. They only hit Greenskins but did not attack humans. Moreover, they obey Imperium's orders and are truly loyal to Chapter. Don't judge a book by its appearance!" Lin En said confidently.

"But..." a young man said with difficulty, "Insect...Imperium... loyalty..."

"Is this reasonable?"

"Why is it unreasonable?" Lin En said plausibly, "Imperium What's wrong? Psyker, Primarchs, Space Marines, Adeptus Mechanicus, Battle Sister, Adeptus Custodes, Sisters of Silence... What happened to one more Purple Carapace Chapter for us?"

Moreover, the swarm of insects ran over our heads and ate all Greenskins without hurting a single human being. You don't even think about why?

As a result, the survivors also fell into self-doubt.

Maybe Imperium really has such a loyal person but there is something wrong with the appearance...Purple Carapace Chapter?

*******

At this time, the naval team came for reinforcements.

Rear Admiral Claude of the nearby Imperial Navy fleet was ordered to come over and suppress Greenskins of Isman Planet.

The battleship formation arrives at Isman.

"All ready to fight."

Rear Admiral Claude stood on the bridge command platform of the battleship Anvil, with his hands behind his back, raised his chin, and gave orders to Holo-screen.

The gray-green planet on the screen, Isman, is the former mining world of Imperium and the current base of Greenskins.

"Intelligence officer, do you have the number of Greenskins?"

The intelligence officer replied, "According to intelligence, there are more than three million Greenskins activities on the Isman surface."

Alas, it is a tough battle.

Isman Planet was originally a medium-sized mining world that was occupied by Greenskins for several months. The navy Ministry of Military Affairs finally completed the process and sent him to bring a battleship formation to clear it out.

"Main gun warm-up." Claude ordered, "All destroyers and Escort Frigate enter the bombardment position. According to standard orbital bombing procedures, the first round will clear the surface, and the second round will drop planetary assault troops."

"Understood."

The bridge was busy.

Operators tapped on control panels, and heralds issued orders into communicators.

Claude listened to these sounds with satisfaction.

This is the strategy that Imperial Navy is best at.

Bring a battleship formation, use Macro Cannon and Lance to blast the enemies on the ground into pieces, and then let the planetary assault troops go down to clean up the mess. It's clean, simple and efficient.

They are getting ready to start bombarding Greenskins.

"Major General, you must come and take a look at this." His adjutant said suddenly, his voice was a little wrong, "The orbital scan found abnormal signals."

"What's wrong?" Major General Claude walked over to him with a frown.

Then I saw a dozen huge Tyranids Mothership cruising near the planet.

Holo-screen zooms in on the orbital area, with twelve huge outlines on the screen.

Bio-ship body, chitin carapace, breathing holes opening and closing, flexible body shape, playful swimming... Tyranids Mothership.

Claude's blood suddenly turned cold.

"Tyranids Mothership?!" he shouted, "How could there be Tyranids Mothership?! The intelligence said Isman only has Greenskins!"

"I don't know, sir, Tyranids activity signal has not been detected before."

"Twelve ships?! A total of twelve ships?!" Claude controlled Holo-screen in a circle, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became, "Where the hell did this come from?! Is it the remnant of Tyranid Fleet or the new Hive Fleet striker?"

Why is there Tyranids in this place again?

Greenskins just turns the planet into a mining field, but the insects will really eat the entire planet into a bald spot, leaving no atmosphere behind.

Claude immediately issued an order, "All battle preparations! All ships enter the combat position, the main guns are locked on Tyranids Mothership! The destroyers press forward, Escort Frigate covers the flanks! Prepare to fire!"

"But Major General, bombarding Tyranids Mothership will definitely disturb Greenskins on the planet..."

"The bugs are ten thousand times more terrifying than Greenskins! Fight the bugs first!" Claude waved his hand, "We are Imperial Navy. If we can't block Tyranids here today, then we have already served our country loyally! Execute the order!"

"Yes!"

The atmosphere on the bridge suddenly became tense.

The operators tapped quickly on the control panel, the weapons officer activated the launch programs of Macro Cannon and Lance, and the battleship formation began to change formations.

The main gun turret on the battleship group slowly rotated, and the muzzle was aimed at the Tyranids Mothership group on the Isman Planet orbit.