Chapter 41 The Gods' Army

The commander of the Iron Skull Titan Legion, and also the captain of a powerful Emperor-class Titan, Curtis Mannheim led his Titan Legion and the Steel Ball Mechanical Skitarii in von Strab's Under the command, they marched towards the largest group of orcs army currently.

Mannheim, who was completely immersed in the amniotic fluid chamber, had no desire to fight this disparity in strength. The ancient giants and Gangaat made by the orcs out of scrap metal were completely inferior to Mannheim's men in terms of individual strength. God's machine, but the problem is that too many ants kill elephants, and the Orcs' armored troops and Titan troops can completely drown them out of numbers.

After several fierce disputes with von Strab, the governor who only cared about the honor of his family and his own tactical command took out the sacred steel treaty that his family signed with the Mechanicus of Mars eight thousand years ago. The legions threatening Mannheim.

He had no choice. The steel treaty signed by the Mechanicus of Mars was irresistible to anyone. Although Mannheim was very puzzled as to why such a brilliant family that could sign a treaty with the Mechanicus of Mars could do so in just eight thousand years. Degenerate into this quickly? The heir to the family has none of the outstanding talent and vision that his ancestors once had. He will only hide in his bedroom and play with the soldiers' chess pieces on the holographic sand table.

The heavy steps of the Emperor-class Titan flattened the low hills on the ground. A few hundred meters away, there were several Predator-class Titans covering the surroundings of this divine machine. Farther away were the War Dog-class soldiers who had infiltrated into the Skitarii. Titans and steel ball skitarii in white paint.

"We are expected to encounter Ork armored forces in five hours. The current distance between us and the enemy is 4,500 kilometers. They are approaching us at high speed."

On the bridge of the Emperor-class Titan, the radar officer whose head interface was connected to the Titan's giant detection matrix sent this information through a cable to Mannheim, which was connected to the Titan's consciousness.

The one on the far right is the Imperial Titan

"Keep moving at the same speed. We cannot lose touch with the Skitarii."

"Order received, conveying."

At Titan's core reactor, tens of thousands of mechanical priests and slave workers were completely fixed at their posts. Their modified arms became interfaces of different types, and their crude lips were receivers that compiled the holy code. replaced. The glowing blue core reactor releases high-energy radiation particles that kill living things all the time. During the long service life of these priests and slaves, the fur and flesh on their bodies have fallen off from their modified mechanical bodies. Each operator is more like a machine loaded with biochemical wetware than a human being.

++Praise to Omnisiah! Execute operation: 00.VV1++

++Praise the miracle of the God of All Machines! Accept feedback: .AA14++

++Praise the original power! Adjust energy output to 45.%++

++Praise to the Holy Machine Soul! Core Reactor Stability Check 99.% The next reactor stability check is expected to be five standard seconds++

++The sacred ceremony of operation and maintenance of the divine machine, the 14158726941st has been completed, and will enter the next process after 0.15 standard seconds, singing the praises of Omnisei in unison Asia++

The compiled language is transmitted among tens of thousands of operators without any delay. In addition to the humming sound of the reactor's stable operation, the entire reactor cabin is the slight and regular beeping sound of the mouth compiler, and the signal lights on it The light flashes at such a high frequency and speed that there is almost no gap in the extinguishing.

These mechanical priests who dedicated everything to the Titan God Machine and Omnisiah carefully and quickly adjusted the power of this powerful heart, and used a more efficient and safer output method to deliver energy to the entire Titan fuselage. If Comparing Titans to flesh-and-blood creatures, these mechanical priests are infallible heart muscles.

The Titan Legion and the Skitarii advanced silently without any unnecessary words. The exchange of holy codes made this army's information exchange beyond the reach of the Planetary Defense Force. When those generals were still relying on naked eyes and holographic maps in the command room and on the front line, When making judgments, the captain who is connected to the Titan's consciousness can have an unobstructed view of the entire battlefield from a god's perspective. When those heavily surrounded armies rely on communicators and telephones to call for fire support from their rear positions, the soldiers of the Skitarii only need to let go of their own networks and spread the signal into the air, and then the magical machine can be used for the first time. Receive the request instantly and switch weapons to bring catastrophe to the enemy.

The Iron Skull Titan Legion will fight to the end for Omnisiah's glory, and the Skitarii of Steel Star will fight to the last soldier for these miracles that Omnisiah walks in this world.

The radiation carbines and plasma rifles in the hands of the Skitarii Vanguard under the Titan are enough to tear any Ork into pieces. The Blade Infiltrator equipped with a powered tearing blade can easily cut through the thick welded armor and armor of the Orcs. His physical body, the electric monk with a steel ball, sheds blue molten tears, and the Tesla coils on his back and hands show the supreme power of Omnisiah.

The four-legged Wild Ass Dune Crawler, the tracked Destroyer Fighter Servants, and the "Raven" Knights who follow them form the heavy firepower core of this army.

As the Emperor-class Titan pressed a horizontally stretching hill into a broken mountain road, the Orcs' planes also pounced on the legions of the gods.

It is difficult to tell whether the planes of the Orks are bombers or fighters. In fact, it is difficult to determine whether these planes are from the same production line. Those planes with the personal style of technicians have been remodeled again in the hands of those Orks who love flying and dropping bombs. Each Ork plane is unique, so the weapons on it are also varied and unique.

Those who have some money left after buying the plane with their teeth will install huge explosive bombs from the technicians and throw them on the enemy's head to enjoy the explosion. The poorer plane boys can only put together their own broken planes, use their hands-on ability, fill them with big bombs (big bombs are actually the smallest bombs of the Orks, usually used for dead helicopters) and then tie all the daka guns they used before to them, just aim at the bottom, and when the fight comes, drop the bombs and hold down the trigger to shoot down.

As soon as the Ork plane appeared on the Emperor-class Titan's targeting detector from a distance, the cathedral-like fortress built on the entire Titan began its air defense mission.