Chapter 568: The Starburners: Griffin IV (VIII)
About ninety-six hours later.
Boom——
A metal hand stained with Tyrann's blood fell abruptly on the metal table.
This instantly left a clearly visible purple palm mark.
At this moment, the wolf Rorschach, with his long grey hair tied up in a mess and soaked with sweat, bared his teeth and stared at the Primarch in front of him and shouted:
"The Griffin Titan Legion suffered heavy losses. Only 22 of the 72 Titans remain! The number of knight armors of the Winter Knights family is less than 50, but the Cadmus family still has more than 100 knight armors that can barely be deployed again..."
"Moreover, the million-strong Skitarii Vanguard has been almost wiped out. When the Skitarii Rangers, which currently only have a few hundred thousand soldiers left, are completely wiped out, I'm afraid that the Astra Militarum Corps, which has less than a hundred thousand soldiers, and the Cybernetic Corps, which has only a few thousand mecha soldiers, will be needed to hold the line!"
"My respected Primarch, if you have any other ideas, why not just share them all!"
The words of the wild wolf Rorschach have not yet been finished.
He slowly raised a vibranium hand and wiped off the few drops of purple blood that had just splashed onto his face.
The Primarch Rorschach, with an increasingly indifferent expression on his face, took a deep breath and said to the wolf in front of him,
"You don't have to worry about the fighters responsible for the resistance. More than ten hours ago, I ordered the state church priests to recruit ordinary people from the major hives to bravely join the resistance front. Millions of people will be allocated laser guns and, under the leadership of the fanatical state church priests, will quickly go to the battlefield..."
However, the Primarch Rorschach had not yet finished his words.
The wild wolf Rorschach, who couldn't help but bare his snow-white fangs, suddenly overturned the metal table in front of him.
He tried to open his eyes wide, and angrily shouted at the Primarch Rorschach:
"Are you fucking crazy? You let those untrained mortals go to the battlefield. What other use do they have other than to provide biomass to the bugs?"
"Also, our duty is to protect mortals, not to send them to their deaths ourselves!"
"Okay, then you tell me what to do?!"
At this moment, the muscles on his bronze face twitched slightly, and the primordial Rorschach suddenly drove the vibranium power armor to stand up.
He stared at the blue wolf eyes of the wild wolf Rorschach, and growled almost word by word:
"A large number of armored vehicles that can still move need to be controlled by the Star Army who are familiar with the operation. Are we going to let the ignorant mortals do it? Once these vehicles or missile launchers stop rotating, the insects without large-scale fire suppression will immediately rush into the positions and industrial cities that we have maintained with great difficulty, and completely tear our comrades to pieces! They will also devour the mortals you care about the most!"
"What are we facing now? The Tyranids, who have no fear or dread, and only one goal: to devour everything!"
"Even if we are facing a Chaos army now, I can think of other ways to achieve victory, but bugs will not reason with you, nor will they negotiate with you!"
"Wolf cub, wake up! Do you think we are holding on until the moment of victory? Wrong! We are actually delaying the arrival of failure!"
The fierce words of the Primarch Rorschach gradually dampened the fierce momentum of the Wolf Rorschach.
Sacrifice is the only cornerstone for the survival of the empire.
This is also a profound truth that he has long understood.
At this moment, inside the entire command center.
Almost all the technical priests and mechanical sages also turned their heads and looked at the Astartes and the Primarch who looked almost identical.
"I know you are right, and I also understand that you have already done your best, but I just won't give up!"
The wolf Rorschach took a deep breath.
He stared intently at the Primarch Rorschach in front of him as he continued.
"I won't give up so easily! I'd rather make those bugs pay a more tragic price before I die in battle!"
"To be honest, even if the Emperor himself appeared and summoned the Legion of the Damned, or even if you immediately surrendered to Khorne and became the Chosen of Chaos, it would not save the situation, because the Warp Shadow of the Hive Mind has isolated most of the psychic energy..."
Primarch Rorschach also took a deep breath and turned his head to glance at the technical priests or mechanical sages around him.
After everyone quickly turned their heads and continued to busy themselves with other things.
He refocused his gaze on the face of the wild wolf Rorschach.
"However, even if the situation on the battlefield has reached a point where we are truly unable to recover, there is actually one last solution..."
"Although due to the overall structure of Griffin IV, the forge world, and the insufficient amount of promethium stored, we cannot completely replicate Cypher's fantastic idea of burning the entire planet."
"But according to the ancient information I learned from the Adeptus Mechanicus, they hid many death strike missiles in some arsenals deep in the Forge World... Yes, they are ultimate weapons carrying nuclear warheads."
"That is to say, even if Griffin IV loses, a massive nuclear explosion will take these bugs on a road to mutual destruction!"
At this moment, the Primarch Rorschach's undisguised low words made countless Mechanicus members around him stop their actions again.
After they hesitated for a moment.
They all knelt on one knee in the direction of the original body and slowly lowered their heads.
"My Lord Primarch, rather than struggling and becoming food for the Tyranids, we are willing to destroy this Forge World with our own hands. As long as we are given more time, we can rebuild the prosperity of Griffin IV on other planets!"
"Master Primarch, please give us the order!"
Countless voices, some passionate and some indifferent, rang out one after another.
But every word of the oil man agreed with the idea just expressed by the Primarch Rorschach.
At this moment, the Primitive Rorschach and the Wolf Rorschach, whose expression became serious, looked at each other.
He closed his eyes slightly and remained silent for a while.
Then he opened his eyes wide and gave the order without hesitation!
"Notify all troops and prepare to launch all death strike missiles. Let our human empire teach the hive mind of the insects a lesson they will never forget!"
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Boom -
Accompanied by the loud roar of countless engines.
Thousands of heavy vehicles were thrown back into the brutal battlefield that was like a meat grinder.
The entire Astra Militarum Corps, along with millions of mortals armed only with laser weapons, trampled on the broken bodies of the Tyranids and Skitarii, and launched a continuous offensive charge towards the Tyranids that surged like a tide!
At the same time, the remaining Warhound Titans and Warlord Titans in the Griffin Titan Corps launched an extremely fierce long-range bombardment on the enemy's Titan units, while quietly retreating to the rear of the battlefield.
The only nine remaining medium-sized Predator-class Titans followed the advancing main force relentlessly, launching a terrifying assault that left no room for retreat.
In order to prevent the Tyranids from noticing anything unusual.
The command structure led by Primarch Rorschach did not inform all the troops on the front lines of the impending launch of the Death Strike missiles.
Instead, he mobilized the combat forces that could be temporarily evacuated bit by bit through orders, and notified all the Star Army Corps to lead countless mortals to take on the deadly mission of covering the rear.
Not long after, the Winter Clothes Knight Family and the Cadmus Knight Family, with only about a hundred knight armors left, unexpectedly received orders to make temporary repairs and gradually withdrew from the chaotic battlefield.
Chi Chi Chi——
The next moment, one after another, death-strike missiles rose from inside a large number of foundries and gradually crossed the sky, forming a terrifying scene that covered the sky and the sun.
The Hive Mind, vaguely aware that something was not right on the battlefield, seemed to want to quickly command a large number of Zerg units to leave the battlefield.
However, they were held back by countless loyal mortals who risked their lives, and the armored formations of the Star Army who had become abandoned but were willing to sacrifice themselves!
And as countless extremely short-lived bright lights bloomed in the air one by one.
Every inch of land on the entire forging world Griffin IV was completely enveloped by continuous shock waves and terrifying flames!
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(End of this chapter)