Chapter 399: First Assault Regiment and… Bisected?!!!

Inside the No. 2 drop preparation chamber of the Aspasia.

In this vast area, three thousand elite auxiliary troops wearing special-type powered armor gather, inspecting their. 50cal explosive bolt guns,. 75cal explosive bolt machine guns, and heavy weapons such as 120mm detonation cannons and plasma cannons.

At the same time, nearly several thousand logistics personnel wearing mechanical exoskeletons and engineering mechs either attach spare magazines and batteries to the side waist of the elite auxiliary troops' powered armor, or inspect the missile launch bays mounted on the heavy troops, ensuring all micro-missiles and warheads are functioning properly.

While the left shoulder plate is engraved with the first chapter of Human Truth, the right shoulder plate is wrapped in a small red cape, and General Tisbai Lun, with a stern expression, scans his subordinates as he walks slowly through this preparation chamber.

Additionally, on the right chest and waist of Tisbai Lun's powered armor are red wax seals, and the cloth strips bear the pure insignia reading "The Chairman will bless the loyal soldiers of his heirs" and "All enemies within sight shall not survive a day," to demonstrate her absolute loyalty and extraordinary personal valor.

"Beep!"

At this moment, the preparation chamber suddenly emitted an alert, and the lighting shifted from bright to dim.

Seeing this, all logistics personnel immediately evacuated, while Tisbai Lun and over three thousand elite auxiliary troops each entered their individual drop pods.

The hatch sealed.

With a clang, the drop pod swiftly slid along the rails, bursting out of the Aspasia's hull in the blink of an eye, exposing it to the universe filled with chaotic spiritual energy.

At this moment, Tisbai Lun, through her forward observation window, can clearly see the Son of the Emperor still resisting, attempting to hold off Sparta's assault, and delaying the handover of orbital control.

But according to her experience, our fleet has already deployed a small-scale Lambda formation and begun linking ships with beam volleys, unleashing Annihilation Matrix-like beam attacks; within twenty minutes, orbital control of Qielinuos will fully belong to them.

After waiting for nine hundred ships to release their shielding spiritual energy stance, at that point all rebel scoundrels on the surface will have no escape, facing only death or capture.

Looking closer, not only are these drop pods leaving the Aspasia, but there are also large numbers of HellParatroopers, Corps Auxiliary Army, and heavy ground and atmospheric vehicles.

And the Olympus Class and Zeus Class ships that followed the Aspasia in approaching the surface also launched drop pods carrying Spartans, and...

Twenty-four DivineBodies.

If observed from Tisbai Lun's drop pod using only her mortal vision, one would indeed mistake those twenty-four colossal objects for DivineBodies.

However, as a corps general and a high-ranking member of Umbrella, Tisbai Lun naturally knows there are only ten DivineBodies, so what she sees are imitations of the DivineBody—

Titan mechs.

After closing the helmet adorned with red mane decoration and using the helmet screen's view distance for observation, Tisbai Lun can closely appreciate the super-heavy mech developed by the company's Luna Base, specifically designed to help ground forces secure absolute control.

In appearance, the two Titan mechs deployed by the Olympus Class ships are the highest-spec "Chancellor Class" developed by Luna Base.

Its height is second only to the DivineBody; without corresponding armor, helmet, and reactor, its on-paper height is 91.6 meters.

Although it is a mass-produced model, the craftsmanship and materials of its frame still fall short compared to the exorbitantly priced DivineBody, yet its slender, streamlined physique likewise possesses tremendous visual impact.

And in a 1-gravity environment, i. e., a planetary surface with Earth-like gravity, a Chancellor Class equipped with armor, weapons, and full ammunition can achieve a maximum running speed of 260 km/h...

Compared to anti-gravity ground vehicles, this speed is indeed slow, but remember that a fully loaded Chancellor Class Titan weighs about 143,000 tons.

Imagine a colossus nearly a hundred meters tall and weighing ten thousand tons standing on the ground, then this giant charging at you at a hundred kilometers per hour...

Its visual impact can indeed let you, before death, also experience an intense suffocating pressure.

These data show that the Chancellor Class Titan is not merely big and slow, relying solely on overwhelming firepower to crush everything; rather, it is a weapon that combines agility and speed.

If a Chancellor Class Titan were deployed against a civilization incapable of escaping its star system, limited to crewed activities near its homeworld—such as mid-to-late 20th-century humanity—it would be equivalent to a world-ending weapon.

Unless the people of that era frantically hurled nuclear and hydrogen bombs at the Chancellor Class Titan, adopting a mutual-destruction approach that drastically alters the homeworld's environment, they could not destroy one.

At this very moment, Sparta's 1st and 2nd Battalions have dropped twenty-four Chancellor Class Titans equipped with super-caliber weapons such as plasma annihilation cannons, Hellstorm cannons, and plasma incinerators onto Qielinuos...

Exactly twenty-four.

Retracting the helmet screen to normal view, Tisbai Lun opens the comms and raises her voice for a pre-battle pep talk: "Guys! Next, we will assault the surface alongside the Warrior Guard and the Sparta 1st and 2nd Battalions, capturing targets of research value, while those unwilling to cooperate and of low research value will be eliminated on the spot!"

Also!

"We are the Sparta Auxiliary Army's First Assault Regiment, the highest-achieving assault unit among all corps auxiliaries, so give it your all! Keep it up! Understood?!"

"Sir! Yes, sir!" the elites of the First Assault Regiment likewise responded loudly over the comms.

At that same moment, their drop pods began piercing the atmosphere; the incandescent glow from high-speed friction instantly transmitted through the heat- and radiation-shielded observation window into the pod, illuminating Tisbai Lun's fine armor.

Not long after.

The firelight faded.

The view outside the pod shifted from purple-light-emitting space to thick clouds and turbid atmosphere, along with the dawn scenery, as starlight gradually spread from the east.

However, the drop pod's speed did not decrease but increased, accelerating penetration to minimize the chance of being hit by ground anti-aircraft fire.

Soon, a vast, sprawling palace complex of extreme luxury appeared in Tisbai Lun's view.

Vast seas of warship wreckage plummeted from orbit at extreme speed, smashing into noble-built towns, manors, pleasure sanctuaries, and the largest palace complex.

Hum—hum!

However, every single piece of warship wreckage, without exception, was blocked by an invisible arc-shaped barrier and slid outward, ensuring the palace complex remained intact.

It seems they had long noticed this, so the drop point for Tisbai Lun's team was set from the start outside the palace complex.

As for the interior?

That is not their concern; instead, it is entrusted to John the OriginalBody of the Sparta Corps, and the Warrior Guard serving as his bodyguards.

After all, the primary objective of their corps' operation, and also the top capture target, Fugerui Mu, is most likely hiding within the palace complex.

Everyone assumes that, without intervention from the Human Lord Chairman Sui, an OriginalBody can only be defeated or killed by another OriginalBody.

The vastly superior Astartes would only confront an OriginalBody as a last resort, in a dire ten-thousand-fire emergency; thus, this group of "mortals" will not participate in the operation to capture Fugerui Mu.

However, while facing the Astartes beneath an OriginalBody may not be a walk in the park, Tisbai Lun still has absolute confidence; otherwise, during the Dianka incident, she would not have volunteered to John to capture or kill Abaddon.

At this moment, the drop pod engaged its buffer, and then...

"Boom!!" the pod's base violently struck the ground.

"Clack—" the hatch flung open outward.

Veteran of countless drop assault missions, Tisbai Lun stepped out of the pod with a stride, pulling the explosive bolt pistol attached to her greave with her left hand and drawing the custom power short sword from her waist sheath with her right.

Accompanied by a "hum—" electric current sound, the silver blade was enveloped by a constantly jumping, flashing green lightning field.

Next, Tisbai Lun pointed her sword forward at the demon woman and the Son of the Emperor reveling in the manor and town, shouting: "For humanity! For Sparta! Let those fallen giants feel our wrath!"

"Ah—woo!!" the Sparta-exclusive battle cry echoed over the comms and across the entire surface.

As soon as the drop pod touched down, the heavy assault infantry deployed formation, adjusted the missile launch bay angle via mechanical arms, and launched an initial barrage of indiscriminate bombardment.

Whoosh~! Whoosh~! The miniature missiles, the instant they left the launch bays, trailed white exhaust and shot off in irregular, unpredictable trajectories.

When the dense missile barrage dispersed and reached the mid-air above the target manor and town, and then reached the area where demons and chaotic Astate gathered…

Ri~——!

First, nearly a hundred blinding blue light orbs exploded, instantly spreading and expanding to a radius of a hundred meters, swallowing and vaporizing everything nearby.

Boom!!!

Whoosh——!!

Then, as Bailun and the First Assault Team were charging, they heard a thunderous explosion that seemed to pierce clouds and split stone, feeling the plasma flames mixed in, and a shockwave sweeping outward at the speed of sound.

Energy shields automatically rose, helping Bailun and her team withstand this shockwave.

Facing the plasma flames, feet on crystallized ground, waiting for Bailun and them to burst through the shockwave obstructing vision and arrive at the Pleasure Manor after the plasma nuclear blast, they then spotted the scattered, sparse Sons of the Emperor who, relying on their formidable chaotic Spiritual Energy and promptly deploying a Spiritual Energy barrier, had barely survived.

Inside the helmet.

Bailun could clearly see through the helmet screen that the nearest Son of the Emperor, while still retaining a towering giant stature in appearance and wearing the ceramite armor only Astate are qualified to use, had its deep-purple paint-covered armor inexplicably festooned with human males' ***?!

Moreover, its physique had undergone considerable mutation, but unlike the Devourers and Death Guard, which are purely for carnage and bloodlust or to spread plague, its left side remained normal, its armor paint bright and pristine, and its left facial features, judged by Bailun's aesthetic, were absolutely handsome beyond compare, rare in the world; only its right side……

Yet it was grotesquely abnormal: dark red viscous fluid continually oozed from the armor seams, and it bore fangs and bone spikes symbolizing Chaos; its right facial features formed a stark contrast to the left—hideous and loathsome, with cheekbones and eyeballs protruding, and its fine hair replaced by writhing tubular organic matter.

It was as if the loyalists and traitors had been split in half, then the left and right halves forcibly spliced together into a tangled, twisted form.

At this moment, this Son of the Emperor was suffering from excessive Spiritual Energy depletion, his expression dazed, his body quite fatigued.

Although it was a low-yield plasma grenade nuclear blast, it was still a plasma grenade; being able to withstand it head-on is already impressive, suggesting that the opponent's Spiritual Energy capability is roughly at the level of a company champion in the Umbrella Legion.

However, those main-universe humans who believe in "strike while he's sick, take his life," especially the elites of the First Assault Team, couldn't be bothered to check whether the enemy was in peak condition.

"Clatter-clatter-clatter!" Only the pleasant sound of the boltgun suddenly rang out.

The azure plasma cannon batteries and orange-red incendiary beams also sliced through the air to bombard the surviving Sons of the Emperor.

Furthermore, the heavy assault troops again stood motionless in place, their powered armor locked, and they fiercely triggered the boltgun and six-barrel rotating Gauss machine gun, unleashing a torrent of. 75-caliber bolts and 10mm spike rounds.

And Bailun…

Just look at this "mortal" female commander who proactively lifted her helmet, revealing her heroic yet beautiful visage, taking the lead; with her left hand she operated a bolt pistol, continuously firing at the nearest "half-faced" Son of the Emperor, but the. 50-caliber bolt rounds were all intercepted by the opponent's Spiritual Energy shield.

Of course, her subordinates also kept laying down covering fire on the "half-faced" one, so that this Son of the Emperor, who clearly had company-champion level ability but was in poor condition, was completely overwhelmed, able only to defend and incapable of any effective counterattack.

Seizing the opportunity, Bailun tossed aside her empty bolt pistol, gripped her powered short sword with both hands, and rushed to the half-faced one's flank at greater speed, then fiercely slashed at it.

Hum!!!

The Spiritual Energy barrier shimmering with violet light violently collided with the high-energy stance of green lightning, thereby bursting forth an even more blinding current and radiance.

Die, you old hag!

At that moment, hearing Bailun's furious shout and seeing the pure emblem begin to flicker with a faint golden light, it actually cleaved the Chaos barrier, after which the powered short sword followed through with a slash.

"Pfft!" The lightning stance easily tore through the ceramite armor and the corrupted flesh.

"Ah——!" A normal yet piercing anguished cry echoed across the entire battlefield.

Following the source of the scream, one saw that Bailun's earlier strike, powered by all the enhancements of her powered armor and still exerted with all her might, had actually bisected the "half-faced" Son of the Emperor who stood fifty centimeters taller than her!!

(End of chapter)