Large numbers of engineering Chimera Transports advanced while clearing roads for the troops behind them, drastically shortening the time needed to move the massive force forward.
As long as the roads were built quickly and well, the three million Astra Militarum troops could spread out evenly across a broad front, bringing their fighting strength to bear more effectively and catching the roaming Greenskins outside off guard.
And that was exactly what happened. As the Astra Militarum and Planetary Defense Force steadily advanced, the scattered, panicked Greenskins generally broke at the first strike, barely managing to fight back.
Tens of thousands of Greenskins were routed at a time. The Astra Militarum's lasguns, artillery, and armored might smashed them like an iron fist.
Had Chuck been facing this situation, he might have let it go to his head again, convinced that his brilliant command had made the Greenskins nothing to fear.
But Kester was far more cautious. He forbade his troops from pursuing the Orks on a large scale, restricting operations to their established objective: the war zone around Pioneer City.
When fighting Greenskins, a momentary victory meant nothing. Only by winning consistently and holding out until the final victory could they truly defeat these green monsters of war.
Deep in the dark underground, the intense heat of the tactical nuclear blast had melted much of the rock, sending scalding magma trickling down through the cracks.
One stream of searing magma flowed deeper and deeper through a crack, eventually running into a suit of metal armor. The armor seemed quite large, and more and more magma pooled inside it.
With a thunderous boom, an enormous blast erupted underground. A tremendous force swept away the surrounding rocks, magma, and debris, instantly turning the cramped space into a roomy cavern.
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