The surface war was exceptionally cruel and bloody.
Soldiers' lives were like weeds by the roadside, casually reaped and devoured by the battlefield.
The Astra Militarum, with the help of the Primaris Space Marines, held the line once more, but not without significant casualties.
Hawk stood in the trench, looking at the unfamiliar comrade assigned to him.
She was also a girl, around eighteen or nineteen years old, with innocent eyes full of faith and hope.
Only this time, he didn't speak to her again.
The battle in space was equally brutal.
To quickly defeat the orks, Koorland chose to board their ships.
Due to the presence of the WAAAGH! field, using teleportation to enter an ork warship was undoubtedly a very dangerous undertaking.
This is a very mysterious power, also known as the 'ork Belief' or 'I Finks It Works' power.
It can locally distort physical laws, achieving the goals that the green-skinned orks envision in their hearts.
Scholars of the Human Imperium once established a theory.
They pointed out that this 'I Finks It Works' energy field contains psyker power or quantum mechanical effects.
It allows seemingly rickety and poorly designed ork technological products to work as the orks expect.
That is to say, once the 'I Finks It Works' energy field is lost, ork machinery will cease to function.
The WAAAGH! field not only allows ork machinery to operate normally but can also cause spatial interference and release damaging psyker spells like psykers.
Around the ork Warboss, this WAAAGH! field is at its strongest.
Rashly using teleportation for a surprise attack was undoubtedly an extremely dangerous thing to do.
It was very easy to make mistakes, getting stuck in walls or being instantly dismembered.
The safest method was to use assault boats for boarding at close range.
The fleet cleared a path for Koorland's flagship, allowing The Emperor's Sword to approach the main ork vessel.
At a distance of over fifty kilometers, ten assault boats flew out of The Emperor's Sword's hangar, trailing exhaust flames as they rushed towards the ork flagship.
Koorland led fifty Primaris Space Marines in a boarding action, preparing to decapitate the ork Warboss and secure victory.
The assault boats were not conspicuous in the vast space battlefield.
Under the cover of a large number of torpedoes and artillery fire, they quickly passed through the ork's point-defense network.
Inside the assault boat, Koorland, wearing blue and white Centurion power armor, was secured in place by complex interlocking restraint devices.
"Transmit mission data."
Koorland tapped the projected interface that popped up with a finger covered by his armor, "Primary objective: Eliminate the ork Warboss and disable the target warship."
An electronic voice came from the helmets of many warriors, "Mission data transmitted, building operational overlay model."
Following the electronic sound, pulsed lasers flashed at the edges of their lenses, projecting a false battlefield panel display onto their retinas.
It clearly listed ammunition count, mission objectives, armor status, and so on.
Through neural links and battlefield model calculations, everyone's position was included on the battlefield map.
To deal with even more powerful enemies, the Archmagos Cawl had upgraded the design of the Space Marines' warfare based on the original foundation.
Each suit of armor had a small radar that constantly detected the surrounding environment, and after being processed by a Cogitator, transmitted the data to the combat squad's public network.
Squad members shared each other's data for better coordinated combat.
As the assault boats rushed towards the ork flagship, the squad also updated their positions synchronously.
They could clearly see their distance from the Imperial warship and the distribution of the ork warships.
The ship's engines made a slight noise, and the vibration of the hull was transmitted to everyone's armor through the restraints.
As the ship accelerated, the originally gentle counter-force became increasingly strong.
"Arriving at the target point in one minute."
Koorland said, looking at the projected panel in front of him. "Last check of your weapons. It's time to let these orks feel the wrath of humanity."
Clicking sounds rang out as safety devices on the loaded bolters were disengaged.
Electronic voices echoed in the ears of every warrior, reminding them of their armor's status.
The machine spirits inside the armor performed a series of automatic calibrations to ensure the war-plate was in optimal condition.
All the warriors were long accustomed to this.
They watched as the status runes for each indicator turned green, the sign that the machine spirits were ready.
Boom!!
The sound of impact was transmitted through the hull to everyone's ears.
The assault boat slammed into the ork flagship, sending a massive tremor that would have caused a concussion in a normal person, but they were unharmed.
"Melta activated, estimated time to breach hull: 30 seconds."
The electronic voice began to count down.
The countdown ended, and with a bang, the hatch at the front of the assault boat was violently ejected.
The restraint locks automatically released, and Koorland and the others stepped out of the hatch.
The assault boat had penetrated the hull of the ork warship, and near the hatch, there was still molten iron and red-hot bulkheads, emitting sizzling high-temperature steam.
No armor could withstand the powerful melta blast.
Even steel meters thick would melt into molten iron in front of a melta gun.
Koorland led the others from the hatchway onto the corridor of the ork flagship.
Their power weapons hummed, and their chainswords roared.
The bolters immediately locked onto the nearest orks.
"Big 'Umies!"
The orks who had gathered due to the vibration exclaimed.
They hadn't expected the Big 'Umies to arrive in this manner.
Bang!
A gunshot that shook the corridor, and an ork warrior, two meters tall, was directly blasted apart in the upper half of his body by the powerful bolter round.
The gunshot was like a signal, and the two sides instantly engaged in a fierce battle.
Fifty Space Marines chose ten assault points on a horizontal line.
Their appearance made the already restless ork warship even more frenzied.
Large numbers of orks poured in from all over the warship, attempting to kill these Big 'Umies.
Koorland held a bolter in one hand, shattering the ork in front of him with a single shot.
In the other hand, he held a gravity hammer, which was incredibly heavy.
He dodged an axe that came flying towards him, then slammed his warhammer hard onto the opponent's shoulder, the opponent's war axe flew out of his hand, and his entire arm was also torn apart by the heavy force.
The failed attack and severe injury caused the large ork to let out a roar of frustration.
But before the roar stopped, Koorland charged forward.
The power field covering the warhammer in his hand crackled and he slammed it violently into the opponent's head.
The huge and hideous ork head was instantly shattered into pieces.
"For the Primarch, for the Emperor!"
Koorland roared and then charged towards the next enemy.
The other warriors were the same, they swung their weapons, slaying orks amidst their roars.
The Heart of Guilliman continuously provided strength to the Primaris Space Marines, making them like tireless combat robots, charging and killing freely on the battlefield.
Another batch of massive ork warriors was struck down.
The orks became chaotic as a result, the Gretchin were no longer as excited as they were at the start, but instead ran towards safety, crying and shouting.
The ork Boyz, wielding choppas, blindly hacked in the direction of the Primaris Space Marines, often taking down a group of their own before even reaching the enemy.
"Clear them out, advance to the control room."
Koorland issued a new order.
The Primaris Space Marines rallied to Koorland, reaping the lives of the ork Boyz with their chainswords and disciplined bolter volleys.
The Librarian swung his force staff, smashing the heads of those who slipped through and using his powerful psyker abilities to tear apart every ork he saw.
They opened a path, killing their way to the control room of the ork flagship.
According to the data obtained from the scan, the ork Warboss was there.
"Big 'Umies."
The ork Warboss, five meters tall and wearing excellent gear, roared as he saw the Primaris Space Marines break in.
His size was so immense, like a giant.
His roar was deafening, making one feel as if their eardrums were about to burst.