Chapter 664: Breas has no polish at all.

Not for a moment's trouble for the Big Three, soon to join the battlefield is the fel orc war boss named Nasus.

Since the general expedition three months ago, the evil orc tribe led by Nasus was ordered by Boss Hogg to be sent to the rebellious world called Breas to carry out initial cleanup.

In order to conceal their tracks, Nasus's Frostwolf Clan did not board the Imperial ships, but instead chose the Ark of the Ominous provided by the Black Watch to the Redemption Warband for use, in order to achieve their strategic intention of concealing their tracks.

Nasus still remembered what he said when he met Boss Hogg that day. He said this to himself:
"My proud Boss! Do you know what is more hateful than the aliens?"

"I don't know!"

“Then let me ask you, what is your life?”

Nasus thought for a moment, stroked his cool hairstyle decorated with 45-gauge steel bars, and answered firmly:
"Dust is my life!"

"What is your destiny?"

"Being dusty is my fate!"

“What is your reward?” The sudden increase in volume hurt Nasus’ eardrums, but he still roared firmly:

“No reward is needed. This is the meaning of our birth. I just want to obtain more engineering targets and create a world wonder that is unrivaled in the galaxy, so that all the little shrimps in the galaxy can see that I, Nasus, am the real boss of fighting against dust.”

Nasus' roar resounded throughout Alicia, followed by eight-digit evil orcs roaring in unison. The gathered Waaaagh energy resonated, stimulating Nasus to grow again, and finally stopped at a size of six meters.

Looking down at the Creator who was not even as tall as his thigh, Nasus stretched out his hands and lifted Hogg above his head so that all the evil orcs could see the boss's true appearance.

Hogg, who had become the most powerful person here, raised his right hand, posed a victory gesture, and roared in an even louder voice:

"That's right! This is how it should be. You were born from the war in heaven and are biological weapons created by a clan called the Ancient Saints. You should have been stronger and more domineering, but you have degenerated and are controlled by ignorance and barbarism.

What's even worse is that since the beginning of your birth, the Creator never intended to let the orcs survive, and only death awaits you.

It was me, your Boss Hogg, who found you and gave you a brain that can think and a cool hairstyle. It was me who liberated you from the miserable fate of ignorance and led you onto the majestic and smooth road called the Road of Ashes. "

As the sound waves rang out, every evil beastman praised the great Boss Hogg, reciting the faith that had been engraved in their genes since their birth:
"I have lived up to the Legion's training! Waaaagh!!!"

After hearing the countless evil orcs' heartfelt praise for him, Hogg's voice continued to ring out:
"However, what is more hateful than the aliens is the heretics. The beasts called Orks are ravaging the empire. They do not have red skin like you, nor do they have your love for endless fighting. The most hateful thing is that they are mixed with traitors.
The Tyranids, Chaos Cultists, rebels, and those dark warlords who refuse to submit to the king are wantonly destroying the magnificent buildings that have been passed down in the Empire for thousands of years.

It was they who blocked the merchant ships of Blackwatch, it was those alien traitors who betrayed the gift I gave them ten thousand years ago, it was they who raised the price of building materials in the Empire, do you know how expensive a bag of cement is now?"

As evil orcs who love cement for life, they are born with unparalleled talent for construction. Hearing that the group of traitors entrenched in the dark side had affected the price of cement, they all whispered about it.

Without giving them a chance to think, Hogg directly quoted a price.

"50 throne coins, that's a full 50 throne coins! This is a month's salary for the Star Army, but now it can only be exchanged for a bag of cement.

How long has it been since you danced with cement at the entrance of the village? How long has it been since you took a bath with cement? Look at your skin, it is now covered with oil, and the moisture of cement, plastic steel, and even promethium has long been gone.

I have a dream. I want to build a great empire, in which both the visible and invisible empire will become one country.

Regardless of race and life, you can all move forward under the guidance of Blackwatch's managed planned democracy. At that time, you will have more orders and live a happy life of plastering on the construction site every day. However, the dream is shattered.

Do you know why? It's because of those insects in the dark side of the empire. They hindered our grand blueprint, curbed our yearning for a better life, and made the evil orcs lack enough cement for plastering.

What should we do with this kind of garbage?"

"Waaaagh!!! Crush them, kill!!"

The young race called the evil orcs roared, and the surging energy even cast shadows in the warp, wantonly plundering the sea of ​​souls around Alicia that had long been corrupted by psionic energy.

Amidst this earth-shaking roar, Hogg also issued his final order:
"Go, kids, pick up your big machetes, pick up your big sledgehams, and show those dark-side rubes what the real power of the evil orcs is."

"Long live Boss Hogg, you have lived up to the Legion's training!"

The memories were interrupted here, and Nasus, who was on the Plastic Steel and Cement, burst into tears. Even though three months had passed, whenever he thought of the teachings of Boss Hogg, he still felt excited from the bottom of his heart.

"The boss's kindness is not over yet!"

Picking up the paint next to the scrap throne, Nasus stopped reminiscing and focused on painting himself green. Compared to his other not-so-smart compatriots, he considered himself to be smart because he had received secret orders from Boss Hogg.

Looking around, Nasus saw that all the other boys had painted themselves green like him. He howled with satisfaction and signaled his master to step forward:
"Where are we now? The boss only gave us four months. According to the plan, we should have reached the surface of Breas by now. If we delay any further, we won't have much time left."

The evil orc master named Beast Dison didn't waste any time and directly took out a terminal, motioning for the boss to look at it himself.

"Chief, the Omen Ark is so large and most of its structure is still a wreck of a space ship. The tribe has been cleaning it up since it moved in. Three months was only enough for us to clean up the desert on the deck.

In addition, we are using the warp direction, so I think the time will definitely be different, about four months earlier." Nasus seemed to have figured it out through simple addition and subtraction within ten, and continued to collapse on his waste throne, but he still urged his men to speed up.

However, before the Chief Technician had left for long, Beast Dison came forward again and said, "Boss, we're here. According to the Star Torch navigation, Breas is outside."

There was no need to worry about such trivial matters. There was no need to think too much about the Warp stuff. Nasus stood up, picked up the giant engineering shovel that Hogg had specially tailored for him, and ordered the technician boy to open the Warp gate immediately and prepare for an orbital landing on the entire ship.

At the same time, a red light gate suddenly lit up in the sky above Breas' orbit. Under the crazy alarm of the orbital dock, a giant garbage ship 70 kilometers long rushed to the surface of the planet.

Countless artillery fire started one after another, shooting madly at the Plastic Steel Cement, hoping that it would not destroy the entire world. However, it was futile to do so. A layer of Waaaagh force field spanned it, blocking the fierce artillery fire from the surface of the planet.

Seeing the huge meteorite falling from the sky, just when the Breas Planetary Defense Force thought they were about to die, the giant piece of garbage wrapped in waste rocks suddenly stopped and landed steadily in a trajectory that was completely inconsistent with the laws of physics.

Seeing this damn thing suddenly land, the planetary governor in the spire of the hive city was stunned, and his mood was ups and downs. When he thought about how he was not destroyed by the Corpse King's troops, but almost died because of a giant piece of garbage that suddenly appeared, he hurriedly picked up a four-armed statue and prayed devoutly to the Four-Armed Emperor.

The psychic power of the infected demigod instantly calmed the planetary governor and he issued new orders, because the giant gene stealer operating behind him had sensed the strange creature in the meteorite through psychic power.

"It's an orc!"

The commander of the planetary defense force spotted the target at the first moment, and with the savage roars they were already familiar with, countless green-skinned orcs rushed out from the giant piece of garbage, including a giant war weapon named Gu Juji.

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The sudden enemy situation did not make the veterans panic. As a place that has been through four wars, the people of Breas have long been accustomed to those despicable aliens. Aren’t they just green-skinned orcs? They have fought against them before.

Through handheld telescopes, the defense forces could clearly see the Orcs running in the wilderness, but strangely, the defense forces found that these orcs did not rush forward, but lay on the ground and dug holes in a very wretched manner.

Out of curiosity, a defense soldier opened fire first, but was soon shot in the head by a bomb that came from nowhere. After his death, another soldier immediately took his place and continued to test, which annoyed Nasus, who was holding an 88mm sniper.

But the defense army soon found out why. As a large number of evil orcs poured out, they immediately began to build fortifications with the Plastic Steel Cement as the core, using the ubiquitous waste materials, and slowly advanced with the engineer shovels in their hands.

Taking advantage of the highest altitude among the boys, Nasus poked his head out of the trench, picked up a metal cylinder and placed it in front of his eyes. With the help of the invisible power of thinking, he saw a clear picture of the enemy's position.

"I thought humans should have two hands. Where are those green-skinned heretics? Are we in the wrong place?"

"Boss, those little shrimps are not oil men, how could they have three hands?"

Nasus slapped the talkative orc boy, grabbed the half-dead evil orc in his hand, found a camera and pressed it into his eye socket, then threw him out of the trench and ordered:

"Go and investigate the enemy situation. If you don't get satisfactory information, I will drive you into the trench and make you a living stake."

The orc boy who was thrown out didn't dare to say anything. He picked up the engineer shovel he carried with him and started digging a hole. With dust flying, he moved forward step by step towards the distance. The other evil orcs continued to fire under the order of Nasus, providing fire support for this spy.

This strange phenomenon attracted much attention. The defense army did not understand what the orcs were doing. Were they planning to dig a tunnel to break through the position?

When the distance got closer, this orc spy finally relied on the camera on his head to transmit the latest information to the rear.

Looking at the planetary defense forces in the terminal, who had three arms, almost all bald heads, and some chitinous bone plates, and looked quite strange, the orc leaders in the deep trench widened their eyes and compared them with a book called "An Encyclopedia of Galactic Aliens That Even Ogryn Can Understand".

When Nasus turned to the column under the Tyranid subject, the cunning cult on the color page was exactly the same as the picture uploaded on the terminal.

"I knew they weren't human. Beast Dickson, go build the psionic beacon to summon the boss, and the rest of you guys follow me. It's time to make achievements!"

"Waaaagh!!"

"For cement and plastisteel!"

"Live up to the Legion's efforts and take away everything they have."

The originally weird battlefield atmosphere suddenly returned to normal. A large number of red skulls suddenly emerged from the trenches. They picked up the strange-looking giant guns in their hands and poured fire towards the distant positions.

At the same time, the green-skinned orcs in the ruins on the other side also heard the familiar howl. Under the leadership of a heavily armored orc boss, they assembled 8000 million green-skinned orcs and attacked the distant nest.

Under the surging green tide, the pointed-eared Eldar who blocked their advance fled in all directions, and then they encountered the Nurgle zombies that came along with the orc spores.

There was no need to get too entangled with these old opponents. The orc heavy-armored boss was tired of fighting with these immortal stinky things. What he needed was a real fight that could make him feel excited.

Avoiding the Nurgle zombies that blocked their progress, the green-skinned orcs encountered some skeletons emerging from the ground. When the enemies met, they were extremely jealous of each other. The orcs did not avoid them, but rushed forward all at once.

After consuming some of the guys, the greenskins finally arrived at the battlefield they had dreamed of. Taking a deep breath of the smoke from the battlefield, the orcs roared excitedly:

"What the hell, my second brother is watching us!

Waaaagh! !”

(End of this chapter)